Adal and D have a baby! Part II
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-D.
~ A Pregnancy Blog ~ This will change our life forever, and we're scared. Aren't you curious?

An Engineer with an undisclosed government agency, she has a toolbox bigger than her make-up kit. She currently lives in Stockholm, Sweden.

Inarú Isabel Beatriz Correa has been born. December 15, 2005, weighing in at 8 lbs 3 oz and measuring 19 inches.
As you can see, since we couldn't agree completely on the name, we threw them all in there. What the heck, she can pick which one she likes later on. She has the most beautiful jet black hair I have ever seen, and she even needs a trim!
So here are some proud parents:
Mommy is in love with her little girl. She's breastfeeding (still learning) and still a little sore. The c-section went well, and the diabetes has surprisingly been controlled without insulin. Although getting no sleep whatsoever, she seems to be running on the adrenaline of having a new toy to play with.
Daddy is really in love with his little girl. He has already spoiled her by holding her all the time. His favorite pastime is looking at her and remarking on what a good looking kid she is because she looks just like him. He has (not voluntarily) taken the night shift since Mom is half deaf and doesn't hear the baby cry.
Yeah, you hear from everybody how incredible the experience is when you first see them, and how it changes your whole life. But you think, well, that's just THEM. THEY were ready for this, and are family-oriented, or maybe just people who still cry when they watch Bambi. Well, I've been converted. It's incredible how you can 1) love a thing that small 2) love a person you never met 3) love a person that much.
I was very scared going into the hospital. I didn't know what would would hurt and how much. But the epidural needle wasn't too bad, and the catheter for the folley was placed after the anesthesia, so it wasn't too uncomfortable. I did feel all the pulling and tugging and I swear I could feel a hand in my rib cage. I was so scared I was frozen, for once speechless. They gave me morphine, which helped calm me down and not feel any pain till the next day. The next night though, I had incredibly painful chest and abdominal pain. I was screaming in my room for 2 hours! Two cardiologists came down to check and made sure it wasn't my heart. They finally gave me morphine. They think it was either severe gas pain (from the operation, where air can get trapped in the body) or some kind of uterine pain reflected higher above. But that was it. I was so overwhelmed with Inarú that it made the time and pain pass a lot faster.
I guess this blog will now mutate into how we now HAVE a baby, and everything about her. But for that I will create a new one. I want to preserve our experience here just the way it is.
So this is me and my big belly. Or rather, my big belly and I in proper English. And this was a few weeks ago. I swear it keeps growing overnight.