I have written some of the story, but it turns out it's a long story... I'll try to get it up here soon. In the meantime, a few more photos for you.
This photo is optimistically entitled "This isn't so bad". That was only after about 3 hours of labor. I was yet to be sent home from (and return to) the hospital that same night. What the hell did I know?
After 23 hours of labor, here's how we finally got to meet our son. I don't seem too concerned that someone is on the other side of that curtain sewing me up... I remember I just kept shouting, "It's a boy! It's a boy!! It's a boy!!!" And at some point I heard some suspicious extended buzzing and I asked them, "Am I crashing?" It didn't matter that I could still hear my own heartbeat on the monitor at the time... that's because I was on drugs!
Mommy's little Buddah. He must have been in lotus position for the past 9 months, 'cause it comes really naturally now!
Here he is, 4 days old. They change so much in the first few days, don't they?
One week old and he's already bored of us...