Did I ever tell you that at 38 weeks the doctor wanted to talk about inducing and I looked him straight in the eye and said, "Holden is warm, he is fed, he is safe and most importantly he is not crying. But ask me next week and I am sure I will want him out." So the following week he brought it up again and I said let's do it this weekend." So we set up our induction appointment for Saturday December 8th at 5 am. So we got up Saturday morning at 3 am and called the hospital who told us they would call us when we could come in. So Derek and I jumped back in bed and waited for that call that came at 7 am. So we finally got up, showered, ate breakfast and we were off to the hospital. We got checked in and settled in, they started my pitocin at 11 am and we held on to our britches because it was going to be a long day. I took a number of naps Derek drew a picture for his art class/ Holden's room. By 3 pm my contractions were too uncomfortable for me so I asked to be put given my epidural which totally rocked my socks (ps I never saw the needle but it hurt way less then my iv). Both of our parents showed up around 7 to keep us company, little did they know they would be sitting around for the next eight hours, but it was completely worth it. So around 2:30 I began pushing and pushed till 3:45 (lots of details that you don't want to hear about) So in one short paragraph that is how Holden entered our little family. Now onto some pictures.
Love this facial expression
Within his first week of life Holden was in two photo shoots until we get our other disk these are from Aimee of essential beginnings photographie.



