Five years ago today, we were anxiously awaiting the call from the hospital telling us they had a bed for me. We were finally going to meet our new baby, our 2nd baby, our last baby! I was 39 weeks and we were inducing due to baby’s estimated size. They finally called and we were off!
We got to the hospital by 11am. The nurse hooked me all up and told me I was having contractions but I couldn’t feel them. The doctor broke my water at 11:30 and whoa, I could feel those contractions then!!! The nurse started the pitocin and was increasing the level every 15mins. I settled into a rocker and Hubby and the nurse both decided to get some lunch before things really got going.
WELL…….while they were gone, thing REALLY got going!!! I was having lots of contractions and they were difficult to breathe through. When the nurse got back, she said she wouldn’t increase the pitocin any more and could have kissed her! She became very busy getting everything ready because she believed the baby would be coming soon.
I decided I wanted to go ahead and get the epidural then. It seemed like it took forever for the beloved “Epi Man” to get there. It was very difficult to sit still for procedure—probably because I was entering transition. Most of the rest went by in a blur. My contractions were very strong and kept coming. My body was taking over. The nurse checked and told me not to push until she got the doctor. I honestly don’t remember how long it took or how many pushes but it wasn’t much. The cord was around the head and the doctor slipped it off. One more push and we heard the glorious words, “It’s a boy!!!!!”
That’s how Scott entered the world at 2pm, April 24, 2002. He weighed in at 9lbs, 9oz and was a healthy screamer. Wasn’t that just yesterday?
Happy Birthday, Buddy!!!