It's a boy.

****SIGN**** my baby boy arrived safe and sound on June 14, 2010 @ 5:22 a.m. via C-section. Things happened the way I had hoped, or rather how my baby wanted it.

I got to go through the first stages of labor rather than do a scheduled C-section. Two weeks before, I ademently requested that I be permitted go into labor rather than scheduled a C-Section. I wanted to make sure that the baby was not going to be born too early and I wanted the baby to let me know when s/he was ready. My doctor granted my request and we scheduled a C-section for 40 weeks, in order to give me enough time to go into labor.

On Monday at 2:30 a.m. my contraction started and by 3:30 it was one minute apart and I was in excruciating pain. I was also vomiting after each contraction so we know that we had to get to the hospital. When I arrived at the maternity ward, I was five centimeters dialated and the nurses gave me some medication to slow down the contraction.

I am still dazed at this blessed event and have not fully let go of all my worries and apprehension that have built up throughout this pregnancy....I am trying to simple breath and let my soul take in the sweet little face, sound, and feel of my son's perfection.

One thought crossed my mind, "I spend so much time and energy consumed with things associated with work, making money, and acquiring stuff, and accomplishing other daily routines.....but in the last nine months, I didn't care about any of that stuff, all I wanted was for my baby to be healthy. Life is and can be that simple and beautiful.