The Prince is here!

Meshulem Zusha has arrived, and he let everyone know it! He is the boss. He is the prince. No, he is the KING! Let O, you loyal subjects dance around this child!

He is the beautiful baby Zusil,
My baby's not a Busil.

After 26 hours of labor, Zusha arrived at 5:31 AM on a Monday.

One Motzei Shabbos, about a week after my due date, I went to sleep late. About an hour or two later, I woke up. My water has broken!
I woke up Hillel, called Dr. Mann, and began to get ready. I noticed in the mirror that my stomach looked much smaller with all the water gone. I also felt all the movements of my baby more- to the point of hurting.

I came to the hospital and checked in. Since I wasn't having contractions, they tried to induce me with Cervadil. I didn't want it, but they insisted, and I didn't know I had the right to refuse.
A little while later, the Cervadil fell out. I told the nurses, but they didn't listen. When the contractions stopped, they got nervous and gave me full blown Pitocin. That's when things went downhill.
The contractions were so awful. I had no break in between at all. And the worst part was that I wasn't able to move around. I was confined to bed!
I got two doses of Demerol to help relieve the pain. It was taking me an awfully long time to dilate.

At one point Dr. Mann wanted to check me again. I didn't want to because I was sure I wouldn't be dilated any more than the last check. The last time she checked, I was 3 cm. So when she announced, "You're full!" I thought I heard, "You're four!"
But then I realized that I was actually ready to get that baby out! I couldn't believe it. The pushing was so lovely sompared to the contraction pain. After 5 or 6 pushes, Zusha Baby entered this world!

I was so relieved and happy. I kept repeating, "I have a son! I have a little boy!"
I was too weak to hold or nurse him right away. After a few hours of sleep, we were both ready for cuddles and num nums. And that's the story of my big boy!