We woke up Marcia (she had been with us for a week due to some "false" labor) and got ready to go. I cried all the way to the hospital. I hadn't given Chandler and Brinlee a kiss before I left and was sure it was going to impact their lives in some significant way. David reassured me it wouldn't and I quit my boobing. When we arrived at the ER I was soaked through again.
The nurse got me checked in and dressed. They checked me and i was dilated to a 3 at about 12:45. My contractions were consistent for a while and then started to stop. The Dr. started the pit (around 2am) and I had some pretty painful but bearable contractions for a few hours. Watching the Walking Dead seemed to keep me pretty distracted! At 7:30am I was pretty uncomfortable and dilated to a 7 so I had the anesthesiologist called to give me the epidural. The first time it only worked on my right side so they had to give me a 2nd one. The second one put me to sleep almost instantly. It was crazy! At around 10 they checked me and I was dilated to a 8 almost 9. I went back to sleep and woke up in some pretty serious pain. I felt like i needed to push so David called the nurse. She checked me out said I was ready to go and called the Dr. She had me start pushing. It was painful, ripping in half painful! After the 2nd push she told me I had to stop pushing because the Dr. wasn't ready yet. Are you kidding me? I could feel everything! The Dr. ran over told me to push and Preston was out. They didn't even get the bed apart! It was madness.
He came out SCREAMING! It was the most wonderful sound I have ever heard. This pregnancy was tough and with all the surgeries and medication I was so worried about him. They told me he was perfect and I bawled and bawled and bawled. I have never been so relived in all of my life.
He weighed 6lbs 5oz and was 19in long.
Chandler and Brinlee were thrilled to come meet him at the hospital.
We love this little guy. We worried and prayed about him daily. We feel very blessed to have him in our family.