Wondering where I have been?
I have been on maternity leave, with my precious baby boy!
This has been a joyful, tiresome, fun, and stressful time so far. We are so crazy in love with Caleb
He is a little a month old and full of awesomeness.
I guess you could say that I went in to labor Tuesday two days before we had him. I was having contractions about an hour apart, but I didn't think much of it because I would have them occasionally. Then I went to work on Wednesday and had contractions all day long. I was praying for no one to show up for me (which praise the Lord, no one did) because I was in so much pain.
I was walking up and down the hallway all day and it didn't really cross my mind that I could be in labor, until my friend told me that she thought I needed to start timing my contractions.
I started tracking around 3:30. The second one happened at 3:35. Then 3:40. Then 3:45... whoa. So I called my doctor and asked when I should go to the hospital and her nurse said when the contractions are between 3-5 minutes apart and I couldn't function through them.
That was confusing to me. I could
function, but they were close. After talking to a few friends, I finally decided to go to the hospital after work. I was really just worried about being one of those people who go to the hospital thinking that they're in labor and they really aren't. I called up Hubby and told him that he needed to find someone to cover for him at work because I was pretty sure it was baby time.
His response was a bunch of stuttering and incoherent sentences, but he was able to have someone cover for him and he headed home to meet me.
By the time we got to the hospital my contractions were three minutes apart.
I really thought that I was going to tough it out and try not to get an epidural, because the huge needle creeped me out.
By the time that I was at the hospital and in a room, I kept asking, "can I have an epidural yet?"
About an hour and a half later, a man who looked like this came in and gave me my epidural.
Well, at least that was what I remember.
Fast forward over 24 hours later. They had given me Pitocin but it didn't work. I was only dilated to a 3 when they decided to give me a c-section.
A c-section never crossed my mind. I honestly never saw that as an option for me. I really didn't think that it would happen.
But it did.
And it really wasn't that bad. I did get a bit concerned when I was on the table and they were poking me to see if I was numb and I still felt it. They kept acting surprised that I still had feeling on one side and I was worried that they would have to cut me open anyway!
Thankfully, I finally numbed up. It took them all of 5 minutes to get Caleb out and show him to Hubby and me.
He was amazing. The moment I saw him I burst into tears. Hubby looked at me and told me that he was never more proud of me in our marriage. The whole moment was so special and memorable that I really can't describe it properly.
I love my son. I'm so glad he's here! There is so much more to this story, but this post is too long.
I will leave you with one of the first pictures of my beloved baby and be back soon!