Your father and I went to the hospital on the 8th at 7:00 am . I don't think we went to sleep until 3am that morning. I woke up and took my regular shower and then it dawned on me that this would be the last time I took a shower with this huge belly. This would be the last time I brushed my teeth with this big belly. This would be the last few times I would feel you kick my ribs. After rounding everything up we were headed out the door. We arrived late of course... They checked us into our room and the began. They hooked up my IV ( I think that hurt more than some of the contractions.) Put the Foley bulb in (the device that made me dilate) and started the pitocin. Gotta say that was probably the most uncomfortable thing I have ever felt. Daddy and I walked around the hospital a good 10 times. Which worked, because at 2pm it fell out and I was 4 cm dilated. They up'd the pitiocin which made my contractions a lot worse. Eventually they gave me medicine which took the edge off but apparently it was doing too good of a job because my pain level went from a 6 to a 2 and the nurses felt like that was to drastic of a change and could stop you from working your way out.Personally I felt like I was on cloud nine.
Every hour they checked me and by the end of the night I hadn't progressed any. So they stopped the pitocin and let me have dinner. I made daddy go get me Chinese. After being in labor all day, that Chinese was the best food i've ever eaten! I got some rest and we started all over again the next day. Pitiocin and walking around, but you still weren't making your progress. Eventually they put an internal monitor on you which made it even harder to move around. Around 6pm the contractions were getting unbearable. I finally gave into the epidural. I went in knowing that I was probably going to get one but I was proud of myself for going over 24 hours without it. After that the rest was history...just kidding. I got a well needed nap and woke up and was 6 cm. I was so excited because I was finally making progress. You were really gonna be here soon!..Or so we thought... My doctor came in and checked me at 10:30pm and broke the news that I wasn't 6cm..or even 5cms. I knew at this point we were gonna have to have a c-section. I was going on almost 34 hours and I could of went another 34 if I could of avoided having a c-section, but I could hear your heartbeat going up and down with every contraction and that scared me the most. I wanted to have you naturally but I also wanted to you safe. So off we went to the OR. They numbed from my stomach down. When they rolled me in I remember feeling so scared, but excited. All I felt was pressure. Your dad sat beside me and held my hand. We were quite. I laid there thinking of the past 9 months . The first time you kicked and how my heart dropped. How I knew that was kick. And the first time I saw you. I felt one good push and instantly I could breathe. I knew you were out, but I didn't hear you. Suddenly your raspy little voice filled the room. Your cry was so beautiful. They peaked your head over the curtain and i caught a glimpse of your eyes. They cleaned you up and brought you to me, and I looked at you and I thought you were the most unique looking baby I have ever seen. Nothing could of ever prepared me for what you looked like. You were beautiful , innocent, mine.
Every hour they checked me and by the end of the night I hadn't progressed any. So they stopped the pitocin and let me have dinner. I made daddy go get me Chinese. After being in labor all day, that Chinese was the best food i've ever eaten! I got some rest and we started all over again the next day. Pitiocin and walking around, but you still weren't making your progress. Eventually they put an internal monitor on you which made it even harder to move around. Around 6pm the contractions were getting unbearable. I finally gave into the epidural. I went in knowing that I was probably going to get one but I was proud of myself for going over 24 hours without it. After that the rest was history...just kidding. I got a well needed nap and woke up and was 6 cm. I was so excited because I was finally making progress. You were really gonna be here soon!..Or so we thought... My doctor came in and checked me at 10:30pm and broke the news that I wasn't 6cm..or even 5cms. I knew at this point we were gonna have to have a c-section. I was going on almost 34 hours and I could of went another 34 if I could of avoided having a c-section, but I could hear your heartbeat going up and down with every contraction and that scared me the most. I wanted to have you naturally but I also wanted to you safe. So off we went to the OR. They numbed from my stomach down. When they rolled me in I remember feeling so scared, but excited. All I felt was pressure. Your dad sat beside me and held my hand. We were quite. I laid there thinking of the past 9 months . The first time you kicked and how my heart dropped. How I knew that was kick. And the first time I saw you. I felt one good push and instantly I could breathe. I knew you were out, but I didn't hear you. Suddenly your raspy little voice filled the room. Your cry was so beautiful. They peaked your head over the curtain and i caught a glimpse of your eyes. They cleaned you up and brought you to me, and I looked at you and I thought you were the most unique looking baby I have ever seen. Nothing could of ever prepared me for what you looked like. You were beautiful , innocent, mine.
Your father was the first to hold you. I'm glad he was able to follow you to the nursery and make sure you were okay. The way he looked at you was so beautiful. His eyes all swollen with tears, I've never loved him more.
I really loved getting to read this!! It made me cry! I can't wait to meet my nephew! I love you all.
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