there are lots of things going on in my brain right now, and i don't know if it's hormones or just normal, but i swing from complete joy to overwhelming thoughts of oh myyyyy word, how do i do four kids?
i sent pruett to hang with the nurse for a bit, so i'm hands free and thought writing would help maybe. i'll tell you about his birth and maybe reliving the thought of how he came to be will make me really tired.
i showed up almost an hour late for my induction because. i don't know. it's my fourth and i was like, oops. sorry guys...not a morning person. so around 8 they do my IV and set me up on pitocin. everyone hates pit, but i love it because it makes me have a baby really quick. when the contractions started getting uncomfortable around 9:30, we sent for the magical epidural.
this is where it gets tricky because epidurals make me a bit nauseous and i'm such a baby with needles and blood and--you'd think by now i could handle all this. so of course my blood pressure gets really low and i want to puke. i'm sweating. and it's only working on one side. i think i might faint...
but within 20 minutes they gave me some meds...
also, i told my family not to come up to the hospital. i don't love crowds or chaos and i knew that would come later with visitors anyway. there's something great about just sharing that moment with the one that got you into this pickle in the first place.
my doctor broke my water at 10 and although i normally progress super fast, my body was taking it's sweet time. i was completely content with this as i was riding the magic carpet ride of an epidural. i got to a 5 at noon and i told my husband, my body usually turns into a machine at this point.
a little before 1, my nurse checked me again and was like, umm, don't move.
my doctor rushed into the room a couple minutes later.
give me a push.
here he is!
he truly fell out. which goes to show that my lady parts need to retire.
but, no tearing, no stitches...praise Him!
of course i cried.
that little human has been inside of me growing and i've been loving something i've never seen.
and now i really get to meet him.
i kept staring at him, he looks so different than i thought he would. i guess i was expecting another little layne twin, but he's his own person.
now, he's been loud when he doesn't like something and super aggressive while eating (i.e. my poor nipples). Lord, please let my milk come in...before this little guy destroys me.
but i guess if you're going to be the last of four, these are qualities you'd want to have.
and tomorrow reality hits when we go home.
(lila was not into the baby! and this photo will be hung on a wall it makes me laugh so hard)
(she eventually warmed up to the idea of pruett joining our family)
and since we're talking reality, glad to be going home with this man. i will never get over the fact that our family should've been destroyed, but instead gets added too. how crazy is God?
7lbs 5 oz
18.5 inches long
july 30, 2014