Thank God

74 hours, 2 ounces of pear juice, and a recommended treatment from the doctor that I can't bear to describe (but I will say involved the thermometer and vaseline). Finally, we have poop. And a baby asleep and no longer fussing/straining/generally unhappy. In fact, he just laughed in his sleep while I wrote this.

We had pictures done this morning. Stacey Bode was the photographer and said he did great. Amazing since he was about at his worst. Can't wait to see them!

Lena