Your Arrival

Anticipating labor and deliver is awful! I don't recommed that pary of pregnancy. Our doctor was on vacation the week before the scheduled due date and my body had slowly begun the labor process. Contractions had been coming for days, but were sporadic and hadly regular enough to do anything serious about them. At my last scheduled appointment the doctor said that if I didn't go into labor while he was on vacation then we could do a scheduled induction on the second of October, just before the official due date of the fifth. While I was incredibly hesitant about an induction, as so many people that I know had said they didn't like being induced, I was more anxious to see you that I scheduled the induction.

Looking back, I'm glad I did the induction. It provided me with the knowledge that the end was near and I would soon meet you. I was able to get all my things completed for work, I had the house clean, your father wasn't freaked out about a middle of the night drive to the hospital, and it gave Nana time to get here and be a part of the process. Besides all of that, you were a big baby regardless, a few more days in side and cooking and I don't know if I could've delivered you. So your dad and I got things ready and we went the hospital for a 7 am check in. I sound like we went on vacation to a fancy hotel, but the process was much the same. :o)

Once at the hospital I was given some medications, and a low dose of pitocin to induce regular contractions. I did great, and so did you. The pain was tolerable until the contractions came at full speed all of a sudden; I later learned this was my body's reation to the pitocin and had I done it on my own it might have been different. I had an epidural at 11:30, but it took three doses and over an hour to provide some comfort. No matter what some women say, it didn't work completely for me, but it helped and I was coherent and able to remember so much of that day. The labor went smoothly as did the delivery. You were born a healthy, beautful, alert little boy. The doctor was impressed at how big you were, 8 pounds 11 ounces and 20.75 inches long. Oh you were so mad to be out, and you did not like people prodding at you. It took your daddy to calm you down as he quietly spoke to you through the process of cleaning you.

Those were the happiest moments of my life. I never dreamed such love was possible. The moment after you were born you were on my chest, screaming your lung clear and looking up at me. My heart melted when I saw your big blue eyes. And so began the adventure that is you.