Fritz is one year old today. Hard to believe just one year ago he was only 7 pounds 13 ounces and 20″ long and looked like this:
And today he is 20 pounds 14 ounces and 30 1/4″ long and looks like this:
By the time Fritz was born 10 days past his due date I was convinced he was never going to be born. My midwife assured me that would not be the case but I didn’t really believe her. I had joked that I would go into labor at 10:02 pm on July 10th because that was the apex of the full moon last year. When the first strong contraction hit I looked at the clock and burst out laughing. It was 10:02 pm!
At some point we called the midwife and my parents. At some point my midwife and her assistant and my parents and my aunt arrived. Time really is meaningless when you are in labor. Memories of my labor with Fritz are forever intertwined with the theme song of Jake Long: American Dragon. Jamie bought the first season of that cartoon on iTunes the morning of July 10th and my big kids watched it all day long and a bit during the night as well after they woke up.
Fritz’s labor hurt. He had his head cocked to the left and he was face up. Back labor is something I would not wish on my worst enemy. Apparently when my mom was in labor with me I was face up as well. For that I am very sorry now that I know how much pain it causes the mom. When he entered the birth canal he rotated to be face down and so he was born the proper way. I really thought that was a pretty cruel trick at the time.
At some point in the morning I got in the shower. It didn’t really help. I’m a land birther. Water does not need to be around me when I am in labor. I got out of the shower at some point and soon after I decided it was time to push. I didn’t feel the urge to push but his head had entered the birth canal and I knew if I pushed the pain would be over sooner. So I pushed. I think I pushed for about 20 minutes.
I pushed sitting up. Then I pushed on my hands and knees. I think he made the most progress toward getting out in that position but it also hurt the worst. Finally, I pushed on my side and at 8:34 am on July 11, 2006 Fritz entered the world. Someone put him in my arms and I checked to be sure I was right that I had a second little girl. I was quite surprised to discover this baby was not a girl, but another little boy. I must say that the very best part of his birth was checking to see what sex he was. With Ani the doctor announced she was a girl. With Cameron the ultrasound tech at 30 weeks told us. Finding out for myself was definitely the best.
Upon thinking about it, it really was ridiculous how the bedroom was set up when he was born. There were chairs around two sides of the bed and my father, mother, daughter, son, and aunt were sitting like spectators at a ball game watching. By the time Fritz actually came out, Ani had left the room, my mother had followed her to be sure she was okay, and Cameron had gotten bored and wandered off. They were all back as soon as the baby was born. In laborland, however, the spectators were not absurd at all. I barely knew they were there.
And so a year has gone by and Fritz has blessed and enriched our lives in so many ways. I just love this little guy!