Well for those of you who are interested this is how everything went down:) For weeks and weeks I had been talking about how Andrea (Dr Smith, she doesn't know that I secretly call her Andrea when I am upset with her)and I needed to sit down and have a serious chat. Well on Tuesday March 2nd I was desperate. I hadn't slept in I don't know how long and I was definitely uncomfortable. Maybe it was my anxiety maybe it was a twist of fate but when I went in for my routine weekly checkup little did I know that my blood pressure had sky rocketed. Not that that is a good thing but it definitely put the "induction business" on the table. After getting a talk from Andrea about the pro's and con's of induction and the fact that if my blood pressure didn't come down I really wouldn't have a choice and would have to be induced that night. She then said the magic words, that I would be having my little boy either tonight or tomorrow! All at once I became a little overwhelmed. I mean this is what I have been waiting nine long months for right??? Well I think I was in denial of it actually happening. I mean I know I was pregnant but was that really a little baby in there, and not a giant growth or a little holiday weight that I had yet to loose?? Well either way now it was do or die, literally. So we headed over to the hospital.
Once we got to the hospital I had to be hooked up to all sorts of monitors and they preformed a few blood tests and a stress test. Thankfully everything turned out okay and all of my labs came back as normal. Clayton showed up five minutes before I could leave to go home, luckily it wasn't the real thing because he would have missed it! Stupid commute! Anyway because of the risks associated with high blood pressure and the fact that I was definitely ready to have the baby we decided to be induced the next morning!
When we got home that night we tried to get everything ready and not be too nervous/excited. It was so crazy to think that that would be the last night that it was just the two of us. Our entire life was going to change, and we could not wait. We slept fairly well that night considering, I however was up by 6 am and cleaning. Ha ha ha I had to do something with all of my unexpected energy. We;; by the time 9:30 rolled around I was definitely ready to go. Since we had to be at the hospital by 10:00 Clayton agreed. The ride to the hospital was rather quite, I think both of us were in a little bit of shock. We were actually going to have a child, this would be the last time we were really alone together. CRAZY!
We got to the hospital and checked in. After getting situated in our Labor and Delivery room we met our AMAZING nurse Pam. She really was so fantastic. She even came to visit us the next day to see the baby:) Anyway after about a half dozen pokes and a blown up vein from the CNA I was finally hooked up to the pitocen. At this point I was starting to wonder when the "real labor" was going to start. HA I soon found out. I now understand why they kept asking me when I would like my epidural. After turning the pitocen all the way up I was in definite pain. Little did I know that I would still have to wait another half hour for the anesthesiologist. When she got there the contractions were really strong, I could barely sit still while she did it. I definitely think that I have a pretty strong threshold for pain so when I sat there silently with tears running down my cheeks Clayton definitely began to be concerned. But let me tell you that Epidural is a life saver. Why, WHY, WHY would anyone want to have a baby naturally I will never know. That was the best thing ever, and plus whenever it started to wear off I had a nice little button I could push and I would instantly feel better:) So just a word to the wise, dont try and be a hero.....get your epidural early. Not at the last moment like me, I promise you will thank me later:)
After I got the epidural things were fairly good. We watched a lot of Friends, it was rather relaxing actually. At about 8:00 pm I started pushing and an hour later at 9:09 our baby Maddox was born. He was 7lbs and 6oz and 20 inches long. I will never forget the first time I saw his little face. He was silent and completely wide awake and looking around. He was perfect. However since he was such a good little boy and didn't cry all of the nurses and everyone sort of went into panic mode. I guess it is really important for babies to cry at first so the took him and started doing everything possible to get him to cry. As the mom I was indefinite shock. I was so scared I didn't know what was going on, after about a minute and a half they finally got him to cry, and me. I burst into tears. My little boy was okay. He was going to be okay. Sigh. That was definitely the worst part of all of this. Because of our little scare I only got to hold him for a few seconds before they took him to the nursery to make sure he was breathing okay. After getting cleaned up, Maddox was back and we were able to spend the rest of our time together. He was amazing and so cute and he still is. I love him so much and I really cannot imagine my life with out him. He is my little boy and I am his mom.
The funny thing about all of this is that for weeks I had been so nervous about giving birth and really it was not bad at all. Once I got the epidural I could have been in labor forever. It really was not bad. I was definitely lucky. However since everything was so "easy" I didnt ever realize just how much my body was actually working, when i woke up the next morning I felt like I had been hit by a truck ha ha ha.
So how are things now? Perfect! Maddox is great, he wakes up once a night and eats really well. I am definitely lucky! Clayton is the most amazing dad, I could not imagine doing any of this with out him. He is such a huge help!
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