So this post is more for me to remember then anything else. I keep telling myself to journal it but forget, so I will get it done now. The doctor stripped my membranes about 3 times.... nothing! And I was dilated to almost a 5. The doctor said told me he wouldn't be surprised if he saw me before he would induce me the next day. The week before I had contractions and major pressure, but to no avail we went into the hospital the next morning at 7 am. Unfortunately my breakfast did not stay down while brushing my teeth. Uck! And off we went 2 mins away from the hospital.
While walking to Labor and Delivery I saw a lady I worked with. I ducked and hid my face till we passed hoping she didn't notice me. When we checked in our nurse was one we had taken classes from. Oh and how we loved her! She was fantastic. I got to have flavored ice. ;) After all the procedures I got started on pit. I was doing great and at 10 am the doctor broke my water. (Weirdest feeling by the way)! Things were going good for a while and it was fun to watch the contractions until they were painful. And then Matt decided he would tell me "Oh here comes another one"! Not helpful when trying to relax!
Epidural here I come! Best decision; oh oh oh so good. The anesthesiologist was hilarious. He made Matt sit and joked around with us. He told me "You'll tell me you love me after this and your husband will be in the room and it will be totally fine!" and then "This will only feel like a bee sting" to which I replied "Have you ever had an epidural before?" No he had not but I didn't feel a thing. As the medication began I felt a cool sensation run down my back. Best feeling to go from pain to nothing! Plus I did not realize how hot, sweaty, and tense I was until then.
So Matt did homework, I took a nap, watch the World Cup (USA vs. Belgium [While pushing the Doctor watched the game with us as well; due to my o's and a's of almost goals]), and laughed and chatted. Matt say it was a completely different labor once the epidural came.
Time went by and I began to get impatient with my mother; for I knew I was waiting on her to send my little one down. I tried to be patient then told her I couldn't wait any longer.
At the beautiful (not physically well he is but, anyway you get it) time of
4:39 pm
Eli Wesley of 8 lbs 7 oz
20 3/4 inches long
arrived mo-hawk and all!
Blessed more than anything to hold this little ones in my arms. Although I never imagined my body able to hold an 8.7 baby! *Hopefully it goes down hill from there- fingers crossed*
But the joy he has brought already is immeasurable!
-Oh and Matt changed his first baby diaper that night! He was proud! As am I to have such a great husband and son!
