it all started around 8:30 sunday night. i started feeling contractions, that really hurt. i swear immediately they were 3-5 minutes apart. i tried to continue what i was doing because there was no way i was in labor, or so i thought. remember i wasn't dilated at all yet, at least at my last appointment. j and i decided we would try and go to bed around 10, but i couldn't sleep. contractions continued still being mostly 3-5 minutes apart, with one that would sneak in around 7 minutes later. it seemed like they were coming every 25 seconds and i was dying! i couldn't lay down, stand up, sit down... i couldn't really do anything that made me a little more comfortable. about 1 am i lost my mucus plug. decided to try a bath, that didn't help. so i moaned and groaned to jordan and i wasn't sure how i was going to go on any longer. :) at 2:30 jordan said "i think we should go" so we loaded our stuff up and we were off to the hospital. as we were driving i told jordan I AM GETTING AN EPIDURAL! as i thought to my self, wow meghan, you are a big giant wuss. you aren't even to the hospital yet! seriously, those women who go natural are like wonder woman. i thought i was going to die. literally. anyway, we get to the hospital, they check me and i am only at 1 1/2. what? i have to make it to a 10? so they tell me that i need to go walk around for an hour. an hour later i am at a 2 1/2. go walk another hour, they say. walking sucks! i felt like i had to pee every 20 seconds. after walking for the next hour its around 5:30 am, we head back to the nurse and she checks me. now a 3 1/2 she decided that i have progressed enough to be admitted. the second i was in my room i asked when i could get an epidural. the nurse says "well we have to get your blood work back from the lab and the doc has a c-section in an hour so hopefully the blood work will make it back before then." i couldn't imagine going more then another hour! luckily 15 minutes later the doc walked in! i was so nervous. little did i know the local anesthetic would hurt the most. it did feel a little weird when then inserted the little tube, but nothing like i expected. soon after i was feeling good. good meaning i now thought giving birth was actually a possibility! i could still move my legs but wasn't in pain. my ob doc came in at 8 broke my water and started poticin. i was still at a 31/2. around 11 i started to get really uncomfortable, i pushed the button for some more meds but didn't really get any relief. the epidural doc. came back and dosed me up with some more good stuff! they also put in an intrauterine monitor around this time because they needed to monitor the strength of my contractions better, the baby's heart beat would drop with each contraction. they made this seem like no big deal, all the while i am freaking out. at 12 i was suddenly at a 6! YES! my legs were so numb, they each felt like they were 500 lbs. and i now couldn't move them at all. but no pain! around 2 i started getting really uncomfortable again. i started puking and when j told the nurse she said "thats a sign she is ready!" she came into check me and i was at a 10! she left to go call my dr. while she was gone i kept telling jordan that this baby was coming. i felt so much pressure, it was nuts! finally she came back! she wanted to do some practice pushes once we tried one, we couldn't do anymore. the baby was right there!! the dr. came in, he thought we would be pushing forever. once he saw how good of a pusher i was, he let us know it would be within a matter of minutes! pushing is hard work and i can't imagine pushing for hours. in the middle i was told i was going to tear so he decided to cut me instead. gross. although i couldn't feel him doing that, i could hear it. sorry, if that is so sick but that is the truth and i really don't want to forget the details! not that i would ever forget that sound. a few pushes later and my baby was on my chest. he was born at 3:02 pm. the feelings i felt instantly were and still are indescribable. i knew the second i saw him that his name was beckett. we didn't talk names right at that moment but i knew. after a second on my chest, they noticed that when he would breath, he had a little growl so they called in the nicu to suck him out and monitor him. we found out the cord was wrapped around twice. we are unsure if that had anything to do with his breathing, but they made it seem like no big deal. it was so hard to see my baby across the room and all i could do was lay there. by the time i was all stitched up and the after birth was all out, beckett was good to go! he was 8 lbs 6 oz, i remember when i first saw him i couldn't believe how big he was! i was so happy. i couldn't believe that me and jordan made him and that he was ours. i have loved jordan for along time, but at that moment i loved him more then ever. we had a different kind of connection now and i could feel it so strong. after spending some quality time just the 3 of us. our families came in to meet b. we were moved up to our room, my parents brought dinner. did i mention how starving i was? ice chips don't really do anything for you! beckett finally got his first bath around 10 pm. thats a whole other story. i think i am still bugged we had to wait so long! after everyone left, it was so nice to talk to j about the day and how special our new little family was.
1. getting all measured and sucked out.
2. holding his daddy's finger.
3. my favorite two boys! love them with my whole heart.
