July 11, 2015

I can not even believe that my babe is ONE MONTH OLD!!

Yesterday, I woke up and just looked at him and couldn't believe it. They grow so dang fast. 

His first month of life has been a whirlwind. A lot of you guys have asked about his birth story and a lot of you have heard it...but a lot of you haven't. So just bear with me as I type this.

My entire pregnancy he was predicted to be a large baby. I was under maternal/fetal's care until towards the end...so I had ultrasounds regularly. He was always on track with MY due date...but not the doctors. Due to maternal/fetal's projection of size my doctor decided to induce me on June 8 which was 3 days after MY due date and a full week before my doctors due date of June 15. 

I arrived to the hospital at 5pm on June 8 to begin my induction process. My doctor didn't immediately want to start pitocin...so she started with a dose of cytotec. At 6pm she inserted it and then at 11pm I took the oral version of it. At around 5:30am on June 9 she checked for dilation and I was not going anywhere. She decided to do one more dose of cytotec and if that didn't work she would start the pitocin. She came back around noon and nothing was happening so she told the nurses to go ahead and get the pitocin for me. My IV started at 1pm on June 9. I immediately requested an epidural because I am a ninny and do not enjoy pain on any level and I knew that pitocin gave you minute long contractions...only about a minute apart and I am not about that life. So the remaining of that day was pretty boring. I watched Food Network and tortured Mike. They of course inserted a catheter so I was literally on my back not feeling a damn thing in the world...all...day...long.

Mike was trying to convince him to come out :)

Around 4am on June 10 shit got real. I woke up EXTREMELY uncomfortable and paged my nurse. She just kind of played it off that my body was just uncomfortable because I couldn't make it move (now...she was a GREAT nurse so I do not mean that negatively). After about 10 minutes I was in the most excruciating pain of my life. I was writhing around in my bed screaming like I was a demonically possessed banshee. I of course paged my nurse and they honestly had no idea why I was feeling that much pain having an epidural and having medicine still in my IV bag. She offered to give me some form of pain medication (I do not remember the name other than it starts with a D and is morphine based). I begged her not to because I did NOT want to be high...but at that point I just wanted relief. It took her about 45 minutes to get back in the room. It was already after 5am. The pain was unbearable and I literally never stopped screaming. The medicine she gave me of course did NOTHING but make me high. I BEGGED them to have the anesthesiologist come back into the room and remove my epidural and give me another one in another part of my spine. Around 7:30am...they finally called him and he was there within about 2 minutes. The nurses helped me get to the side of the bed so he could remove the one and give me another...at that moment it was found that the epidural had come out of my back and there was a kink in the line...NO ONE CHECKED FOR THAT. So technically...I was in ALL natural MEDICINE FREE child labor with contractions ONE MINUTE APART and lasting ONE MINUTE EACH for 3 1/2 hours...and I will NEVER do that again. Mega kudos to moms that do it for the entire labor process...because I literally will never forget that pain. 

Around 9am that morning I woke up with a crazy desire to push so I call my nurse to see if she can check my dilation process. She checked and I was FINALLY at 9cm. PROGRESS!!!! She said that my left side was completely 10cm...but my right was at 9 so for me to please lay on my right side, try to get some rest, and then when I wake up it would be baby time! I woke up around 9:45 with an even more intense desire to push. My nurse checked me and I was at 10! She called my doctor and by 9:55 all of the nurses and my doctor were ready to go! My doctor kept trying to prep me for hours of pushing and I was certain that I would have him out way sooner. At 10am I started pushing...at 10:30am...sixteen pushes later he was out! Now here is where it gets scary. 

His cord was wrapped around his neck twice, he was as white as snow, and wasn't breathing. After two minutes though...I heard the most beautiful sound in the world...his cries. At this point I haven't even seen him...Mike has though and through his tears told me that he was beautiful and looked like him. They finally let me have him after what felt like an eternity...but in all actuality was simply just a few minutes.

Our first meeting.

I'm. In. Love. 

Mike holding him for the first time <3

After 37 hours of labor, 16 pushes, a serious scare, and lots of tears...I am now the mother to the most perfect boy on the planet with the most amazing man on the planet.

Life is so perfectly wonderful.

The past month has been magical getting to know this little person with such a little personality. He loves country music, he loves bath time, he loves when his daddy makes silly voices and plays with his stomach, he laughs, he smiles, he already holds his head up on his own, and he is absolutely in love with his mommy.

My heart is so beyond full.