Have I mentioned that Adam and I fought about a name for our baby boy my ENTIRE pregnancy? The very first name I liked was "Dean." Adam said "No." Then a week before I had him he said "let's go with Dean." After I had lamented over hundreds of names, he chose my original. Sigh. Go figure.
So here goes the story of Dean's birth. It seems a lot shorter and a lot less detailed than both the girls for some reason. I'm kind of hoping that's how he is in life. Simple.
I always seem to get really sick at the end of the pregnancy right before I go into labor. This time proved to be no different. It's like the beginning at the end. I was sick for about four days, and then on Wednesday February 20th I was really feeling awful and very off. It was one of the strangest days and I just wanted it to be over and to go to bed and make all the nasty nauseating feelings go away.
Kind of ironic, but one of the things that really bothered me was having someone available to leave the girls with when I went to the hospital. Especially since it always seems that babies are born in the middle of the night. Just so happens that evening my brother Jeremy called me and said "Hey I'm off the next three days...want me to come over tonight and stay?" I told him that wasn't necessary since you never really can tell when you're going to have a baby.....
I went to sleep feeing sicker than a dog and told Adam "I feel like my body is telling me it's had enough and that this little baby needs to get out now." Sure enough, 12:37am I woke up feeling less than normal. I still didn't really think I was in labor at the moment since I wasn't really having strong contractions, but something was going on. By 1am I was getting a little more certain I WAS in fact in labor, so I text my sister (who has to drive the furthest) to warn her. I didn't hear back from her, so I waited a little bit and then I called her. By the time I called her I DEFINITELY knew I was indeed in labor. I got the same reaction from all my family members. "Are you kidding me?" He wasn't due for another week, so I guess nobody was expecting it. Plus, midweek is always a bad time and he decided to show up on a Thursday of course. I woke Adam up at 1:30, had him call Jeremy who was at my house by 2. Guess I probably should have had him stay the night after all! He probably would have slept more! Oh well. I didn't want to go to the hospital and just sit there, but Adam told me he thought we should go anyway since it takes so long to get admitted to the hospital and all. I decided that was probably a good idea since I didn't want to be in transition while we drove. We got to the hospital around 2:45am and things really started picking up with my contractions. They put me in a triage room and told me I was dilated to 7cm. By the time they moved me into the room I would deliver in, I was going into transition and all I could think was "Oh my gosh he is coming so fast!!!" I was already feeling the urge to push, no doctor in sight, but the nurse was AMAZING! She told me "You do what you gotta to do. I'll catch the baby if I need to." What an awesome woman! I sincerely appreciated her overall attitude and confidence. Especially considering my experience with Ruby at the same hospital! 5 minutes later I was pushing him out! The nurse delivered the head, the dr. (not even my dr.) got there in time to catch the rest of him. All I could think through my whole experience was "This is going so fast! There's no way I'm already done and it's over!" And yet, it was! I was so relieved of course when he came out healthy and perfect. Dean Andrew born February 21st 2013 at 3:51am weighing in at 7lbs 12oz 19 inches long.
Yes, I know my hair looks absolutely horrendous in these pictures. I almost didn't post them, but hey, I had been up all night in labor and had just given birth, so I guess I'm entitled to some bad hair. When my sister showed me the pictures and I told her the same thing about my hair she said "Yeah, I know. I almost photoshopped it, but I figured that would probably only look worse." Gotta love a sisters honesty!
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