After 9 months of being pregnant I am in shock at how fast it all ends. Of course it all ends with a beautiful little baby that's all yours but it also ends quicker than anticipated and no mater what you think, before you are ready.
I hope this isn't too personal to share with the blogisphere but I want to remember exactly what happened the day I met my sweet little boy.
So let's start with Wednesday night. My mom was flying home from a trip to Washington where she had just spent a week with my sister and her brand new baby girl. I always take the chance to leave the house so I thought I would tag along to the airport-which is in Vegas. A 2 and a half hour car ride both ways probably wasn't the best idea but I had "a feeling" that our little guy was content where he was and would probably be late. So I went, luckily nothing happened and we made it home safely at 2:30 in the morning.
The next day we had our 39 week Doctor Appointment. I went in and nothing
had progressed {which annoyed me quite frankly because I had to be put on bed
rest because we were worried he would come too early and now nothing was
changing}. Well the doctor stripped my membrane, told me that it doesn't
usually work for first time moms, and sent us off with another appointment a
week later. Well I felt great afterwards. I wasn't having any contractions
{which also annoyed me} and had lots of energy. So I went for a walk, and did
jumping jacks, and then some more jumping jacks. I basically did everything I
was told to do to naturally induce labor. Nothing was happening so I gave up.
So since I had realized I wasn't having my baby that night I would just eat a
bowl of cereal and go to bed. Well I never got my cereal. Daniel and I were
standing in the kitchen getting ready to pour the milk into my big bowl of
Captain Crunch when all of the sudden it felt like the dam broke. Well then
panic ensued. Even though I had tried all day to get labor moving I was nowhere
near ready. So after waking up every member in the house with my screaming and
panicked packing we were off to the hospital. This is where it gets good.
Before my water broke I hadn't had any contractions or labor pains at all.
About 3 minutes after my water broke they started, and were really close. So we
got to the hospital and my plan to go without an epidural was pretty much gone
because contractions freaking hurt! I started getting checked in when my nurse
decided to hook me up to the monitor to keep an eye on my contractions and
check me. Well I had finally progressed, and it was happening faster than my
nurse was ready for. Then everything went a little crazy, the doctor was being
called in and there were about 5 nurses setting up my room getting ready to
deliver. Being in the worst pain I had ever experienced you can imagine my disappointment
when the nurse said I can’t have any pain meds because I was moving too fast
and they would go straight to the baby-I was going all natural. Thankfully the
doctor made it literally right when it was time to start pushing. He cracked a
few jokes about me not wasting anytime and then it was time to get down to
business. This is where it gets a little foggy for me because well I was
delivering a baby. When I started pushing our little guys heart rate dropped,
which is normal but it kept dropping, and then it wouldn’t come back up. After
10 minutes the doctor said we needed to get the baby out right then because the
cord was wrapped around the baby’s neck so they did the necessary things to get
him out {I won’t go into details on that one}. The next thing I know the doctor
is laying the most beautiful baby boy down on my chest, and he is absolutely
perfect. His heartbeat came back up just fine and perfectly healthy.
I’m still blown away that after 9 months of carrying our little bundle of
joy around inside of me it all ended in an hour and a half.
Being a mother now has changed everything about my life. I realize I only
have 5 days under my belt but a lot can change in such a short amount of time.
My love for this little human is greater and more powerful than anything I have
ever experienced. My desire to protect this little soul surprises me. I can’t
imagine life without him.
So I had no idea his entrance into the world would be so dramatic and I'm in trouble when it comes to my next baby because they say delivery gets faster every time but I am so happy the way everything went and that my perfect Lincoln is finally here to squirm in my arms instead of my belly.
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