My due date was June 14th, scheduled c-section date was the 12th. The whole week before I spent showing signs of labor, but very little contractions. On Thursday night, June 5th at 10:30 pm I started having stronger contractions. They started at 10 min apart for 30 min, then quickly jumped to 4 minutes apart. I timed them for 2 hours, then called my doctor. The on call doctor sent me to labor and delivery. We called Nona to come sit with the girls, and got our stuff together. Nona arrived and I went to say goodbye to the girls 3 times. It was so hard to leave them! The whole thing felt surreal, I had never had labor before, so the timing contractions was new to me. It was weird to think in just hours we'd have our son. When we got to the hospital, I had to make many stops as it was getting more difficult to walk through the contractions. We got to the hospital at 1:30 am. I seriously thought I'd be set up for my c-sec quickly and we'd have a baby in a few hours. Alas, it was not to be. The nurse refused to call my doctor until they were "sure" I was in labor. I was hooked to the monitor and sure enough my contractions were about 3-4 min apart. I was 2 cm dilated, and at around 2 am the nurse told me their doctor would check me in "2 hours" and then decide wether or not I'd have the baby or go home. I looked at her like she'd lost her mind b/c there was no way I could go home. lol She hooked me up with some IV fluids and said it'd help me dilate quickly and help slow down the contractions. Well, my contractions came even more quickly but dilating took longer.
After waiting the 2 hours, we still hadn't seen the doctor. It wasn't till 6 am that the doctor came in and I was 2 cm dilated, STILL. But at that point, my contractions were on top of each other and they decided to call my doctor to come do the c-section. At that point I was miserable. I never got a break from the contractions, they were back to back from about 5 am till I delivered. I was screaming in agony, I couldn't get comfortable. At 7 am my doctor walked in and I lost it. I kept telling him to hurry. lol The nurses kept checking me and at some point around 7:30 my water broke and I was at 4 cm. Hubby and my sister were there the whole time, and it was hubby's comforting, assuring voice telling me to "breathe" that helped me somewhat calm down through my contractions. All I could think about was how I wanted the pain to stop. My sister and hubby say I was mean to everyone, which they think is funny b/c I'm never mean. I had labored from 10:30pm-8am, it was a long night, but well worth it!
At some point b/t 7:30-8 I was taken into the OR. I had to sit up through the contractions to get my spinal block. It was so hard to sit still, but the immediate relief was amazing! I remember thanking everyone and apologizing for being mean. lol
Hubby was brought in and they began the process.
At 8:12 am we heard the beautiful sound of our son crying. Now, we were both emotional when our daughters were born, but neither of us cried. As they cleaned up baby boy, we both started crying. It was such a sweet and emotional moment for us. I think being up all night and waiting for him just made the whole thing way more emotional for us.
He struggled with breathing at first, but then did great. He was 8.12 lbs and 20 3/4 inches. Our big boy!
After feeling like we waited forever, I finally met my son. I remember the moment the picture was taken, he was making a pouty face. I couldn't believe he could pout at only a few minutes old. lol It was love at first sight for us. They took hubby and baby boy to the nursery while they finished me up. It felt like closing me up took way longer this time, they gave me a shot on my shoulder, which I later found out that I was bleeding and they couldn't get it to stop. So I needed a shot of something to control the bleeding. I felt fine the whole time. I was taken to recovery at about 9 am, and they could not manage my pain. I was on morphine and something else that wasn't working. 3 different meds later, they found something that worked. I didn't leave recovery till 12. I saw my baby for about 30 minutes to nurse him, but other than that, I was having pain issues, and they kept him in the nursery to monitor his breathing.
At about noon I was taken to my room, it wasn't till 2 pm that they brought baby boy to my room. I immediately nursed him and he took to it like a champ! The most excited person was big sis, she couldn't wait to hold her baby brother! She had to "share" brother with family and hated doing it. lol
I worried about baby sis' reaction to it all, but she just kept saying how cute he was and loved holding him too. Such a precious sight!
My mom made him some cute hats b/c I'm not a fan of the hospital hats.. This is his monster hat. And a friend gave me this beautiful hospital gown b/c she knew the ones the hospital has are ugly. lol
The girls wore their big sister shirts and baby boy wore his little brother one. At this point baby sis was kind of over being dragged around everywhere and not having mommy, so she didn't want to sit for pictures.
I love this man! Watching him with his son has been a beautiful sight. He is so excited to have a baby boy. He has done such a great job taking care of me while I recover and taking care of all 3 kids. He is the best!
Those cheeks!!! He is so beautiful and we are so thankful for a healthy baby boy!
It's still weird to think of us as a family of 5. We are so blessed and I'm so thankful that God has blessed me so! I've also learned that taking pictures of 3 kids is almost an impossible task. lol
