Hello peeps…long time no chat. Please forgive me for being MIA but I have a good reason, and his name is Jackson:
Yup. that’s my boy. He’s 6weeks old and the love of my life.
Mr. Action Jackson came 3 weeks early. He was born on Aug. 26 at 1:45pm weighing 7lbs 6oz and was 19in long.
I was at home all alone eating my pizza and watching Martha Stewart when I got up to put my plate in the sink when BAM…I thought I peed on myself, nope…that was my water breaking. I paged my doctor 2x before he called back, that was after I called my obgyn office, my mom, the BD and took a shower (had to shave..of course) . At this time my contractions were coming so fast that I couldn’t keep track of how long they lasted and how often they were coming. This was nothing like how they described it in my parenting class…usually first time births last an average of 8-12 hrs and the contractions start off slow and not so painful. Yeah OK,..that wasn’t what was going down for me. By the time my mom came to get me I could barely walk I was in so much pain.
When we finally got to the hospital, I was ready for my epidural. I wanted the pain to go away so bad but no. First I had to fill out some papers that I couldn’t see because my eyes were closed most of the time. Then I went into some room where they strap monitors on you and check your dilation. At this point I was 4cm and ready for some drugs…
I don’t remember how I got into the wheelchair or into the birthing room or onto the bed but before I knew it they were putting an IV into my hand and the nurse was telling me they called my Doc and I was going to get my epidural real soon…I couldn’t wait. About 10 minutes after I got my IV I felt like I had to use the bathroom. I felt like if I went to the bathroom the pain would get better and let me tell you, when you’re in that much pain you do not care who sees you naked, what you look like, if you crap, pee or barf all over the place, you just want the pain to go away…at least that’s how I was.
Now I’m yelling that I have to use the bathroom and the nurses are telling my just to go. As soon as I opened my legs to “go” I hear the nurse say push. PUSH???! WTF do you mean push? I haven’t gotten my drugs and my doctor isn’t even here!!
I remember everyone telling me to breath and hold my legs, because for most of my labor I had a death grip on the bed rails, and in about 4 pushes my bean was here.
Most of it was a daze because it all happened so fast. They put him on top of me and took him away just as fast because he was breathing funny and it turned out he had some fluid in his lungs. I barely got to hold him but I was thankful he was here and was going to be OK.
I can’t believe it’s been 6 weeks, time truly does fly by. I’m loving being a mom. Yes, I’m crazy tired and my life isn’t just mine anymore but I wouldn’t ask for it to be any other way…
Ok, maybe just some more sleep, other then that I wouldn’t ask for anything more =)