Why yes, even with a repeat c-section, I manage to have a birth story to share!  Not surprisingly, I was pretty much on the go during the entire Memorial Day weekend, since I knew I had a tight deadline.  Little did I know just how tight!  On Monday evening, Harold was in the shower after doing some yardwork, and I was in the kitchen making pasta for Ollie's lunch the next day.  Suddenly, I felt the tell-tale little gush of water that I could not control.  I sent a small prayer that it was actually pee and not my water breaking, but I knew it wasn't. 

Luckily for us, Chye (who is due before ME) offered to come to NJ from Manhattan to stay with Ollie while we headed to the hospital.  Harold's parents had been called and were on their way, but we needed someone to be with Ollie until they got to our house.  I actually considered waiting until the in laws got to NJ before going to the hospital, because I wasn't feeling any contractions.  Well, it's a good thing I didn't wait, because when I got to the hospital, they said I was 5 cm dilated and my contractions were 2-3 minutes apart.  I always knew I had a high threshold for pain, but even that surprised me.  But then I DID start feeling the contractions while we waited for the doctor to arrive for my c-section.  And I was so mad, because I thought I would get to bypass the entire labor part of the process with a repeat c-section!

Anyway, the c-section itself wasn't so bad, although I was exhausted from fighting the nausea I felt with the anesthesia.  Kyle Seung Shin came into the world at 12:31am on Tuesday, May 27th.  He weighed in at 7 lbs, 12 oz and was 19 inches long.  He looks exactly like his big brother but with a ton of long, crazy hair.  He has Ollie's temperament, too... which means he is impatient when hungry.  Harold's mom commented that he cries like an older infant, not a newborn.

I came home with the baby on Thursday, since I was recovering so well.  Here are some pics of the munchkin...

And this officially retires my second pregnancy blog... please visit my everyday blog, Jeanius Thoughts, to see more pics of Kyle and to read about how Ollie is adapting to his big brother role!

Another week, another appointment.  It's so frustrating to wait almost an hour for a two-minute appointment!  My total weight gain to date is 16 pounds.  With about 2.5 weeks to go until D-day, I'm totally happy with that.  Especially considering the amount of ice cream I consume every night as my nighttime snack.  (The Edy's Grand Peanut Butter Cup is seriously heaven on earth, folks.  Check it out.)

Harold and I can't wait to meet our second son and are sooo curious as to what he'll look like.  We can't imagine a child who doesn't look like Ollie.  However, I still have a lot I want to do around the house in the next few weekends, so the planner in me hopes this one doesn't appear earlier than anticipated. 

I went in for a routine OB appointment today.  I received confirmation that my delivery is set for June 3rd at 10:00am.  So if all goes well, baby boy #2 will be here by lunchtime that day!  I just have to decide whether we should still take Ollie to school that morning (on the way to the hospital), and then Harold can pick him up later that afternoon and bring him to the hospital to meet his little brother.  I am not sure how he'll react if we sneak out of the house early in the morning and then he wakes up to Harold's parents rather than one of us being there.

But the best news I heard today is that I don't have to have a single cervical check (which I have dubbed Satan's checks).  Since I have a scheduled c-sec, unless I think I'm dilated, there is no reason for me to get my cervix checked.  At all.  I almost hugged my OB right then and there.  I told him that is, by far, the worst part of all my prenatal appointments and the labor put together.

OH - And did anyone watch Ugly Betty last night?  I couldn't stop rolling my eyes and making pffftttt sounds watching the totally overdramatized water breaking scene, followed by the cliche scenes of the ranting, raving woman in labor.