Wow! Where has the time gone? The last 8 weeks have been the fastest and slowest of my life. It’s been a total whirlwind haze of sleep deprivation and total, complete love.
My little man arrived on August 25, 2017 at 8:13pm. I was admitted to the hospital on August 24th due to high blood pressure. They were going to induce me but when I woke up on August 25th I was already 4 cm dilated and was in labor. Things progressed quickly and at 11:00am I was 7cm dilated and wanted my epidural stat! Unfortunately they couldn’t get it for me for another hour.
The epidural was interesting as my legs started jerking on their own. Once it was placed I felt so much better. Unfortunately around 3pm it wore off and even after 2 booster shots I was in so much pain from my back labor I couldn’t stand it. They quickly sent someone up to replace the epidural and I felt better again. At this point my mom and dad came in because I was really having a hard time.
Around 4 my dad and husband went for a walk. The midwife came in to check me and announced I was 10cm and it was time to push. I called my husband who rushed back into the room and suddenly the room was packed with people.
The next 4 hours were hard. The epidural wore off again, I pushed for FOUR FREAKING HOURS. The midwife kept telling me I was almost there. After hour 3 I told them I was done and couldn’t do it. She encouraged me to keep trying. Everytime I said I couldn’t I still pushed. It hurt, I was exhausted, I really thought I couldn’t do it anymore. I begged my husband for help. He and a nurse held my legs while I pushed. There were 2 residents in the room. It was crazy.
At 7pm it was shift change and suddenly 15 people were in my room talking and laughing. I’m not afraid to tell you I lost it and screamed at all of them. I told them to get it. I told my midwife she was a liar and I wasn’t close. It wasn’t my finest moment. Around 8 my husband said he could see the baby’s head and I really was almost there.
At 8:13pm Baby J was born. He was 7 pounds 5 oz and 20 inches long. They put him on my chest and it was love at first sight. He was absolutely perfect. I cried and kissed him and loved him. When I handed him to my husband I saw tears in his eyes. He looked at me and said, “I want to hold him forever and never let him go….ever.” I fell in love with my husband all over again at that point.
There’s so much more to tell but I can hear the little man stirring so I’ll have to post again later. I’m just so excited that he’s finally here!