This post doesn’t really fit under the 4 Bs of my blog, but I thought I would post about the arrival of my newest son, Micah.
On June 25, my husband, Chris left for work at 5:30am. I had been feeling pain when I slept over the past few weeks, so I didn’t think anything of it. After he left, I got up to sit in the recliner to relieve some of my pain. The pain didn’t subside when Eli got up, despite me trying to occupy him (and myself) with a movie. I finally called Chris and asked if he could come home. By the time he made the half hour drive home, I was in pretty good pain. I had our bags ready and we loaded Eli and our dog, Dolly in the car. We took Eli to my parents’ where my mom had a family friend waiting to watch Eli while she worked for the day and we took our dog to my grandma’s (my mom doesn’t like indoor animals, so we always take the dog to my grandma’s).
We arrived at the hospital at about 8am and the nurses had me checked and I was at 4cm already. They hooked me up to my iv and started getting everything ready for an epidural. By 9, my contractions were heavy and very close. I was 7cm by this time and wanted that epidural! The anesthesiologist came in with everything for the epidural. I scared the poor guy because I was LOUD! Micah was much more painful than Eli! He gave me a small dose for the epidural because I am small in stature – 5’1 and 126 (before pregnancy). I was not feeling the pain subside at all, so he was going to give me another dose, but my doctor came in and said, “nope, we are pushing now.” By this time it was about 9:30- 9:45. I was not wanting to push because I was afraid I would have to go hours with no pain relief, but I just went with it and started pushing. At 10:14 Micah was born, so I only had to go 20-30 minutes of pain. If I had known how fast the labor was going to be, I would have not had the epidural because I basically didn’t have one anyway, but oh well.
Micah is two weeks old now and he is such a joy. Eli has adjusted well to being a big brother and loves helping me with bottles and getting things for me when I ask him. He is such a help. I am so blessed to be a boymom and happy with how everything went despite having a different doctor deliver Micah. Both my doctors for both pregnancies were amazing and I love them!