On the day Jack was born...

Because I have to remember all the details...

For Jack's birth I wanted to try and NOT use drugs. Nothin'. I was not impressed with the epidural that I had with Porter's birth. (I'll write that post another day.) So, I was determined to try without. I didn't go into the birth thinking that I would absolutely not use anything. I just went in thinking that I was going to give it a try.

Back track. I started having contractions on a Thursday morning. Easter Thursday 2007. All our children were born on or around a holiday. Odd how that happened. Nothing came of the contractions, but I did call my dad and tell him that this kid was comin'. So he drove down. The day went on and nothing happened. Easter was Sunday, so we had plans. Of course, plans changed. He was supposed to come on the 10th!

At 10 pm we had just put fresh sheets on our bed and we were laying down and I said, "It would really suck if my water broke on our fresh clean sheets." And not 30 seconds later I started to feel a dribble. This is no joke. I thought I was peeing. Really. So I went to the bathroom. It just wouldn't stop coming out. But, I wasn't having any contractions. And it wasn't gushing. So I put down a pee pad that we had in our guest room from when my mom stayed with us (another story for another time). And I tried to sleep and tried to figure out what to do. Because I wasn't sleeping and I was feeling like a slow drip faucet, we decided to go into the hospital. We got there about 2 am. They confirmed that my water broke but also said there was a second sac of fluid. Meaning that Jack's head got in the way and he was stopping the fluid from getting out.
Get this - they waited until shift change, at 7:30 am to rebreak my water. Seriously. I could have been done so much sooner! Angry mother on board. Ugghh.
So, they broke my water again. I started having small contractions and they moved me to a room. We had a great nurse who assured me that she wouldn't give me an epidural if I begged for one during a contraction. I had to wait while I wasn't having one to ask for one. That worked for me.
I bounced on a ball. I walked around. Then I got in the bathtub. I had major contractions there and I found the contractions much easier to deal with while in the tub. But then. Then I wanted an epidural. Then I wanted to push. Then I had to get out of the bath immediately. There was no time. No time for an epidural. Reason being he was coming!
I couldn't get comfortable and so I draped myself on top of the ball. Ball on bed. Me draped over ball. Jack was ready and they wanted me to flip over and lie down. NO WAY. NO HOW.  So I birthed that baby while on all fours draped over an exercise ball. I leave the grossness of the ordeal out, but my rear was in the air for the world to see.
I remember pushing twice. I remember swearing A LOT. Lots and lots of F-bombs. It was beautiful. I also remember Tom telling me to breathe. And me telling him to f-ing breathe. Not pretty.

 

We were the talk of the OB floor for two reasons. The first, no one had ever given birth while lying on top of the birthing ball. That was a first. Two, apparently you're not supposed to give birth in the hospital without an IV started. No IV. The doctor was not happy and started the "always start an IV" rule. Even if there is nothing going in. Huh. Makin' our mark.

 

But this is pretty. He was beautiful. April 6, 2007. 6 pounds 13 ounces. Born at 10:19 am. Four days early. He slept through the night at 12 weeks. He started getting ear infections at 6 months. Then we didn't sleep. He is funny and goofy and smart. He is a pain in the patooty. And we love him.

 

Welcome to the World August Patrick Thor

I'm supposed to be sleeping, but for some reason it is 1:30 am and can't seem to do it! So, here we go again! August, Auggie, Gus, Guster, Tug - was born at 2:21 pm on May 29th. He weighed in at a whopping 5 lbs 4 oz, and 18 1/2 inches. He is the tiniest little guy I have ever seen. But so cute! I think he looks a lot like Jack did, Tom thinks he looks like a tiny pink alien. He is absolutely adorable and I can't wait to get my hands on him.

Most of you know that I am a crazy fool that likes to deliver without drug interaction because I did not like having an epidural with Porter. So, we tried it again this time, however I was induced because of my small size and the fear that he wasn't eating enough in utero. To save readers all the gory details, I will be brief. My doctor broke my water at 8:30 and by 11:15 I hadn't progressed much, even though we walked a mile around Labor and Deliver and I did about 150 lunges/squats. I received a tiny bit of pitocin, a synthetic form of oxytocin that your body produces naturally to get labor going, and by 12:30 I was having good contractions. Then it was off to the races - things went rather quickly and after several severely difficult pushes he was out! I've already forgotten the puking that occurred in the shower, on the bed, and standing next to the bed while having contractions. I've also forgotten my shaking body and the number of times I dropped the F-Bomb...One thing though that I have not forgotten is how ABSOLUTELY AMAZING Tom was. He was so supportive and such an awesome birth coach. He kept me in line, breathing and working my butt off. I love you, Tommy!

It is truly amazing what the human body can do. I mean really...pushing a watermelon out of something the size of a lime...HOLY CRAP! I think any woman that can go through labor whether c-section, with drugs, or without is a goddess and deserves to be treated like one forever!

Guster is doing great! For the first few hours he was having some trouble catching his breath - nothing serious at all, just kind of fussed a little when trying to breathe - although he was getting enough oxygen. He even scored an 8/9 on his APGAR. What a fighter. So they gave him some oxygen through his nose (picture #1), eventually changed it to regular air, and had been monitoring him in the Special Care Nursery. About 10 pm they took the tubes out and he's been doing great. He could have come into the room then, but, I'm supposed to be sleeping!!! I can't wait to snuggle with him in the morning.


I am so happy that he is okay and that I am no longer pregnant!! I can't wait to get back to spinning - just kidding!

Thank you all for your support and well wishes.

xoxoxo