I won't tell the whole story now but wanted to let everyone know our current situation. After proceeding surprisingly easily to 9 cm dilation, Shan got stuck there, for hours. She has now received an epidural and we are still hoping for a vaginal birth. If she doesn't dilate all the way within a few hours it will be C-section after all.
Here we come!
The c-section is scheduled for 9:30 am. Prayers are appreciated. More updates--and an introduction!--soon.
At first she was pretty dazed. We couldn't tell if it was from the colorful explosions or from being woken from a deep sleep.
Brian and I stayed really positive pointing at each flowery shower and twinkle mist saying "Look," "Oh, Pretty," and "Boom." Eventually, she timidly started pointing along with us.
Warming up (or maybe waking up) a bit more she started clapping and smiling, clutching Mona a little less tightly.
Then, all of the sudden, she sat up and started scanning the horizon.
From that point on Magnolia had a lightning fast pointer finger, and whenever there was a lull she emphatically signed for "more." There were more than a few "boo(m)s" said too and our made-up sign for fireworks caught on very quickly.
When I went to get her out of her crib this morning after a good sleep-in she immediately started signing for fireworks and urgently pointing at her window. I took her to her window, but sadly had to explain that the fireworks were "all done." Later, that afternoon I told her it was time for her nap and she signed fireworks again, as if to tell me it was okay to wake her up for them. I think she may have the idea now that fireworks happen every time she goes to bed!
Do you remember being annoyed in high school by that funny guy that never seemed to pay attention but then would score the highest on the exam? Well, I married him.
I knew he was smart but had never taken a class with him until our birth class with Magnolia. We didn't take a birth class this time since it hasn't been long since the last one. Instead, we've been going through our workbook reminding ourselves of each week's lesson. Each page has little reminders of what it was like to sit next to funny-guy-smarty-pants. Most weeks he would spend the first half of class designing his name tag. One class he didn't even finish before the end.
Last Friday, we had our sizing ultrasound followed by a normal check-up.
No wonder they've been freaking out the last few visits at how big I am. 
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