Ok, so in my defense, this blog post was started on October 6... that's over 2 weeks ago.
So... let's go back to Friday, September 30. It was a chilly morning. There was a wind advisory, if you remember correctly. Dan and I got up at 4:00 am to get ready to go to the hospital. Donna was here to stay with Chloe and we were all set to go.

Here was the last picture of the baby belly before we left.

All ready to go... we had to be at the hospital by 5:15 am!

Once we got there, things got really busy getting me prepped for the C-section. An IV was hooked up, they drew blood and they got me all set. Here I am all set to go (ignore the unflattering photo, but this is for Casey's scrapbook!).

Dan got into his scrubs and got ready to go as well. He looks good, doesn't he?

Here we are in our last photo as 1-child-parents. We had no idea what we were getting ourselves into...

Instead of getting a spinal in the operating room, they decided to give me an epidural in our room before we left. I was surprise the anesthesiologist did that, but he said that the side effects of the anesthesia would be less with an epidural. So, I got my epidural and was wheeled in the operating room. Dan had to wait outside until they were ready to go!
As I began to feel numb they brought Dan in and we were ready to go! I remember with Chloe how fast everything happened, but Casey took longer than Chloe. This may be TMI, but they cut in the exact same spot as before and it took awhile to go through the scar tissue.
The actual surgery was also more unpleasant for me. There was no nausea (yay!), but I was getting lightheaded (probably from fasting) and since they were pushing all of my organs up, I was having chest pains.
Finally, after what seemed like FOREVER, my doctor said, "He's got a really big head... it's a good thing we did a C-section."

And here he is! 9 lbs 7 oz of screaming glory. He cried right away, unlike his big sister who freaked me out a bit.
He was born at 7:45 am.
Daddy got to cut the chord.

Dan almost immediately nicknamed him "Cheeks." You can see why...

All his vitals checked out.

Along with being nicely filled out, he was 21 inches long and had a head circumference of 37 centimeters... in my drug-induced state, I foolishly questioned whether "it was 37 inches or centimeters." Oops. Yes, I know that the circumference of my newborn's head is not 3 FEET. Duh.

Then I got to meet him, although I couldn't hold him by myself yet.

So, he had some good Daddy snuggle time.

And showed off his lungs again!

The day went very smoothly and we LOVE the staff at Elmbrook.

Happy Birthday, Casey... be it 3 weeks late or not :)