We are so happy that our beautiful baby boy was born this last Tuesday.
He weighed in at 7.3lb and 19.5 in long.
Yes... that is blonde/red hair you see on that sweet face!
Now for our story...
As most of you know, Brad is not the delivery type (though he does amazing every time). That combined with my speedy deliveries, I was SO scared to go into labor at home.
When I went into my Doctors appointment the week before I was diagnosed with Strep B. Even though the Doctor said it was common, I had never had it before. To protect the baby from the virus, you have to be on antibiotics for 4 hours before baby comes... good luck!
Since I was already dilated to a 3 and 80 %, when I went in for my appointment Tuesday, I was sent upstairs to delivery. Im not a huge fan of induction, but with what was at risk, it made it worth it.
They started my antibiotics around 4pm, and about 15 minutes later slowly added more and more pitocin as time went on, making sure I wouldn't go into fast labor.
After 4 hours I was officially "allowed" to go into labor. It didn't happen... I was STILL a stinkin 3! WHAT! They called the doctor from home, and was going to have him come in and break my water, to get me going. Knowing this, I wanted my epidural! Not getting one with Owen was not by choice! Epidural went great... until it didn't work as well as wanted!
Before the doctor reached the hospital, my water broke on its own, and the doctor was called off.
BAD IDEA!!!!
My fear of fast labor was confirmed!
I went from being 3cm to a 10 in about 5 minutes. I wanted to PUSH... you know the feeling!
Well my doctor had went home, so he had to make his way back to the hospital... guess what I did...
held it!
With what seemed like a century (5 minutes) of "Hee Hee Hoo's," which I'm pretty sure mine didn't sound anything like that, the doctor arrived.
With 1 push baby Graham made his arrival. Well I guess I should say 2 pushes. After the first we saw that the umbilical cord was wrapped abound his neck... but yes 2 pushes!! WHOOT WHOOT!
Now for some pictures!
Brad was such a proud dad! And don't mind me, and my swollen body... I blame that on the 4 bags of fluid put into me in the hospital....well AND the 2 boxes of doughnuts given to me by my wonderful friends!
Thank you to all who contributed to my future diabetes!