Dr. Dre

David Richard Erickson was born at 8:39 this morning. He was breach so he arrived via c-section. I have a great picture of him at 1 second old, but I don't think it is blog appropriate. It was pretty wild watching the operation. I could handle it as long as I didn't think about all the blood and stuff being Lia's. The thought crossed my mind once and I had to sit down. But I rallied in time to see David come into the world. His first spontaneous act was to pee. He weighed in at 7 lbs and measured at 20 inches, which seem like pretty normal stats. Our friend Anita managed to switch her schedule so she could be the nurse on duty. Louis Lipscomb was the doctor. I don't know who picked the music but it was raggae. The ob was able to also remove the cyst that had developed in Lia's right ovary, thereby saving her a surgery. We were very grateful. That (a dermoid cyst) was less gross than I was anticipating. Some have hair and teeth and stuff. This looked like a golf ball with a latex glove around it. We are in our room now. Dre (his initials...I doubt it will be what I call him, but you never know) is nursing right now. Lia's hives have kicked up a notch. Hopefully once her hormones cool down, things will go back to normal. Otherwise, she is doing well. We're all in great spirits. I have some great pics on one camera but do not have anything to upload them. I just took some with the other so I will upload those.