So I wanted to come back and update a little more now I'm back home and Henry has decided he doesn't need to eat every ten minutes!
The birth ended up being relatively easy and drama-free. I was watching TV in the afternoon, got up to get a drink and found myself in a big puddle of water. My mom was home, so she drove me to the hospital and my dad met us there - my mom was in the delivery room with me but my dad waited in the hallway (he'd joked that he wanted to pass out cigars but didn't think that was done anymore - so I'd bought him a box of chocolate cigars and put them in my hospital bag - he handed them out to the nurses when Henry was born!) Everything went smoothly, and little Henry showed up at 1.11am! I may be slightly biased but I think he's the most beautiful little boy in the world! He's also been an angel so far - he eats (a lot!), he sleeps, he looks up at me, and he really hasn't cried too much! I have a million photos, but I'm not 100% sure about posting them - sounds silly but I might check with the attorney and see what he thinks, just in case.
For those who asked about sending cards, it's an incredibly sweet idea, but since it's my parents address and not mine, I'm just a little wary to give it out. I hope that doesn't offend anyone, I certainly trust everyone on this thread 100% but I feel a little funny about it.
Oh, so I called DH when I went into labor on the way to the hospital, and he said to keep him updated and call with any news. So literally ten minutes after Henry was born, he was the first phone call I made - I was so happy and so excited, I wanted to share it with Henry's other parent. DH didn't pick up his phone so I sent him a photo and a text, and he replied back "he's cute! Congratulations!"
OK then. Not an appropriate response for a father seeing his son for the first time, but it set the precedent for me, which sucks but is the reality. He's called every day since to see how we're doing, but he asks more about me than Henry. I hate to admit it, but I guess there was a part of me that thought he'd see the baby and realize he wanted to be in his life - not mine, obviously that ship has sailed - but in Henry's. It's not looking good though, and whilst I guess I shouldn't be surprised, I'll never, ever understand it. I've known this little person five days and I would never, EVER give him up.
My mom called DH's parents as soon as Henry was born, and they're very happy to have another grandson. MIL asked my mom about visiting, and my mom said she should give me some time to decide what I want to do there, and so far MIL has been respectful of that. We have been on Skype several times so they can see him though. MIL also told me she made a phone call to the girl's mother, who was still behaving like DH was some sort of victim, and told her to take her family and leave her son alone. After that, DH hasn't spoken to his parents and they haven't spoken to him. A crappy situation all around, especially near the holidays - but I'm glad to be physically away from it all so I can celebrate Henry's first Christmas with two people who have been the BEST parents a girl could ask for.
My dad even gets up in the night when he cries - essentially useless since I'm breast feeding and I'm the only one that can feed him right now, but my dad stands on the other side of the nursery door and sings to us! My mom complains about this every morning!
So that's it for now. Thanks AGAIN for everyone's well wishes and congratulations - it made me smile, I even read the replies out to Henry so he could see how many supporters he had!