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Finn P. Hoffman

6 lb 12oz
20in

Lots of hair, deep blue eyes, and a pair of lungs!

Its all still a bit of a whirlwind around here, but we have to get some of this out before the memory starts to fade.

Saturday morning we woke to no baby and nothing happening in the way of contractions so we headed to Roy's basketball game. At the game my mom called and expressed her concern that if I did go into labor I wouldn't make it to the hospital because we were already pretty much there. She made the suggestion that perhaps the Dr. could just break my water and hope that the labor started on it's own so we wouldn't have to use potocin. The more I thought about it the better this option sounded to me. When we got home we called our Doula and talked out the new plan and decided to call the hospital. My Dr. was all over the idea and told me to come on in.

We got there just after twelve and settled into our room. As you can see I was ready to get the show on the road. That is me smiling before the labor pains hit. They broke my water around 1:45 and by 2:00 contractions started to pick up quite a bit, and by 2:30 I was hating life!

Roy and my Doula, Krista, did so great coaching me through the labor. There is no way I could have prepared myself for a natural birth...it's unlike anything I've ever felt.

Finn made a fast appearance, and was born at 3:29. Here is the Hoffman brood right as he was born. You can tell I'm completely exhausted and as happy as I was Finn was here, I just couldn't get over the fact that it was all FINALLY over. (I know 2 hours is ridiculous, but it was intense). I do love this picture because of the look Roy and I are sharing between the two of us. I'm pooped and looking at Roy as if to say, "I'm done!", but Roy is just as giddy as can be! MAKES ME HAPPY! Daddy and son getting a little one on one time. Roy has taken to his role like a natural!

We have just been chilling at the hospital and seeing lots of visitors. We are heading home in a few hours,which is good, because I think Roy might be going just a little stir crazy in one room for two days. Mr. Finn is doing stellar! The only thing he seemed to be fighting is the whole nursing concept, but slowly we are getting things figured out. I happy that we got it going a little bit before we headed home. I don't think it's really quite sunk in that we get to take him home and he gets to be all ours. I'm so grateful to Heavenly Father for little Finn. He's healthy and we are happy to start our journey together as a family. Welcome to the world Finn!