He Is Here! Safe and Sound!

Oh Boy! Oh Boy! Our precious baby boy is finally here and our life has been turned upside down. LOL!
Braden Thomas Sutton was born July 28, 2009 at 10:05 am at Baptist Hospital in Nashville, TN. He weighed 7lbs 13ozs and was 19.5 inches long. Form his nose up he looks like my side of the family and from the mouth down he is just like his daddy. (He has his daddy's adorable cheeks.)
Details of his birth:
I so wanted a natural delivery. Sounds weird, I know, but I actually was looking forward to labor pains. I knew that they would be painful but after all these years I just wanted to feel every aspect of his birth. However, it was not to be.
Beginning in my 34th week of pregnancy I began to have blood pressure trouble. The Specialist wanted me to go at least 38 and a half weeks because of the diabetes. I made it exactly 37 weeks. The blood pressure was beginning to get out of control and they were concerned for both me and the baby. When I went in for my appointment on a Monday, they told me that I would be having him the next day. I was in shock! We had moved a week or two before. (Actually Bobby and some of the men from the church did it while I was in the hospital due to BP trouble.) My house was not ready for a baby.
After examining me, the doctor told me that I would need a C-section. I was so bummed! She is very respected in her field as a fetal specialist and does not recommended C-sections, but told me he was too big for me and with my blood pressure, age, and diabetes it would be much safer on both me and the baby to deliver by C-section.
She is a christian and had been very respectful of my desire to have this pregnancy as natural as possible. I trusted her opinion fully and believe that God lead me to her, so I agreed. when it comes to the welfare of my child, I don't have to be a hero.
Bobby and I got permission for me to finish shopping for the baby provided I only go to two stores and ride the motorized shopping carts. (I had been on bed rest for quite a while.)
We decided just to enjoy the last day of our freedom!LOL! He took me to Logan's, and as we ate , we looked back on our marriage and how God had lead us and blessed us throughout. We had been to several countries, lived in some wonderful places, had an awesome adventure for two years in Alaska, met some of the most wonderful people, and been foster parents to some of the most awesome children in the world. Now God was blessing us with our "Forever" child. A child that we wouldn't have to give back after taking care of for months and falling deeply in love with them.
After Logan's, Bobby took me to Target. my motorized scooter died on me in the middle of the store! Bobby got me a wheelchair and wheeled me around the store. I was so embarrassed, but my dear hubby thought it was ridiculously funny.
We then went to Walmart. (It was not much better!) Bobby kept directing traffic and generally making sure everyone knew that a very pregnant woman was driving the scooter and then the dumb thing (Scooter, not Bobby.) went dead in the middle of the store! Just my luck! I had to sit in the middle of the row and wait on my wonderful hubby to go get another scooter.
When we got home I had high hopes of doing some serious cleaning, but I just collapsed on the couch. It was very hard to sleep that night. I kept imagining what the next day would be like.
It was exciting to think that after 15 years of marriage in a matter of hours we would be holding our forever child.
Would he have blond hair like me or brown like his daddy? (I had sneaking suspicion that it would be red like his grandmother!:P) What color eyes would he have. Did I do enough to help him be healthy and strong? Would I get to see him before he was taken to NICU?
It was almost a definite that he would have to go the NICK unit because of the diabetes and his early arrival. Also we opted not to do the tests for Down's or other defects and with or older age, I was so worried for Braden.
What if he had Down's and we died, who would take care of him? Would he be loved and raised like we would have done for him? Needless to say, it was a very emotional night!
I don't even remember going to sleep, but I woke early the next morning.

(To be continued ...)