I went in to be induced on Wednesday the 29th. I had asked my doctor if I could be induced before the new year- partially because I wanted to schedule the birth rather then just wait and wait until my water broke in the middle of the night (I know I am not one that is patient). I would be lying if I didn't think about the tax deduction as well. I had been dialated to 2 cm for two weeks and went to 3 cm and 70% effaced the day before the induction so I am sure he would have come on his own not to much longer. SO anyways- I went into the hospital at 6:00 PM on Wednesday and they thought it would take all night for me to get to a 10 and I would have the baby right when my doctor arrived at 7:00 AM. Since I was already dialated, they didn't start pitocin and instead gave me some meds to slowly start contractions. Once I got to 5 cm. I asked for the epidural. I personally had no intentions of doing the birth naturally. I felt a couple contractions and was beyond uncomfortable so I knew I wanted the drugs and I am so glad that I did.
Once I got the epidural life was pleasant. I rested, watched some tv, spent time with the hubbs, and was anxious to meet my boy. My water broke around 12:30 AM- that was interesting. I was listening to my iPod and all of a sudden felt this gushing. Not really what I expected my water breaking to feel like. They started pitocin around 4 am. When the doctor arrived at 7:00 I was at 8 cm and fully effaced. With my water breaking, the babies heartrate lowered with each contraction so they actually put a tube in and inserted water into the uterus so the baby was a little more comfortable. When I started pushing, they eased the pushed so that I didn't have any "issues down there" afterwards. I felt alot of pressure which I wasn't really expecting. I thought that the epidural was supposed to make me feel nothing but I guess I was wrong. I kept saying "I never saw this on 16 and pregnant". With just a few pushes... the little guy showed up. My doctor said, "put your hands down here and grab your baby". I was not expecting that at all but it was kinda neat (and a little wierd) pulling the baby out.
It was amazing that he was really here and he is breathing, and he is cute, and he is perfect.
Here are some pictures...
Dr. McKernan is seriously the BEST OB... he sang rap songs to me as he was delivering the placenta and just made the whole experience awesome. I HIGHLY recommend him to anyone who is pregnant.
I just love this picture. His little pouty face is like saying "mom, what the heck I was comfy in there- you are so mean".
But that pouty face slowly turned to this. He was like 4 hours here. Doesn't he look perfect??
Our little family.
Bri with his little man.
love him so much...
Life so far with the little guy has been great. He is such a good baby. He is so calm and patient.
He eats really well- although we had some "boobie issues". He latched on really well at first but wasn't doing it right apparently which causes LOTS of pain and he decided he didn't want to latch anymore. So now I pump and we feed him by bottle. I am hoping once he gets a little stronger and my boobies heal, we can try again but if not, the most important thing is that he is getting food.
He loves to just sit and look around at everything
He likes to pee on himself and daddy and mommys friends
He loves when mommy kisses his face (well he may not like it but I like it so thats all that matters right now)
He is awesome.
I love being Mommy.