About Time!

Alright people, you might have noticed (or maybe I don't blog that often and you haven't noticed at all) that I haven't been around the last few days. And the reason for that would be?!?! You guessed it:

I HAD A BABY!!!

Since I usually try to keep this blog funny (epic fail, I know), I wouldn't normally post a birth story, but gosh dang it, I'm gonna. We'll see how this goes, but I'm going to try to share this experience with you because I think its good for women to share and compare. And you can't beat this one. (Just kidding) :) I think its nice to share good birth stories and not always have to hear "its AWFUL, just get the epidural!!!"

So this starts a few months ago...haha, not going back to the very beginning, I mean something else, get your mind out of the gutter! A few months ago I decided that I didn't want to have an epidural, and I wanted to have this baby naturally. I've had many different birth experiences, my first was natural, my second was induced/had an epidural, my third was in the middle of the night/epidural and this time I wanted a different experience. I wanted to be more in control and calm. My friend had done hypnobirthing and I really loved her story and experience. So I ordered the book and read the book and LOVED the book. It made so much sense and it was just great information, if you want to do hypnobirthing I would highly recommend taking the classes (which I didn't do because I don't have a spouse here and just couldn't figure out how to work it out time wise).

Next part of the story, you may have caught on that I was overdue. Maybe not...I don't think I mentioned it at all or was even remotely crazy about it...whatever. Shut up. So being overdue is rough, I mean really, being pregnant is rough anyway, so being overdue can just be hellish. I was tired and uncomfortable and REALLY tired of everyone calling me and asking if I was EVER going to have this baby and why I don't just go get induced. Well, I didn't want to! And I'm stubborn, especially if you push me. :)

Next part I don't really want to go into very much, but my doctor and I had a little run in. And I wasn't very happy about the way he talked to me and what he was sort of pushing me into doing, this was last thursday. I pretty much cried that whole day, and just prayed and prayed that I would go into labor so this could be done with. And that night/next morning I started having contractions.

HALLELUJAH!!

I woke up just before 3am and the contractions were like 2-4 minutes apart. And I was uncomfortable. And I was tired. After about an hour, I called my sister (who was going to be my support person) and asked her what I should do. She told me to call the hospital and talk to the nurses, so I did. She's smart. They told me to drink some water, maybe take a bath, see if they got stronger. So I waited and they WERE getting stronger, so I called my sister again and told her to get over here! We got to the hospital about 5am and I was trying really hard to concentrate and breath and relax. It wasn't easy with all the five billion questions they ask you, but I was trying. I'm not going to lie to you and say it was easy, the contractions were hard and I was already at a five when I got there, and I wasn't sure what I wanted to do. A part of me REALLY wanted to get the epidural and not feel this any more, and another part of me REALLY didn't want to. I was faltering and I wasn't sure what to do. They gave me a little something to "take the edge off" and I think it gave me just the teensiest bit of relief to keep going. The doctor got there a little bit later and broke my water, I was a seven then and all of a sudden I was in a LOT of pain. I pretty much progressed to a ten in just a few more contractions. I have to tell you, it was really hard! And I know that sounds stupid, like DUH labor hurts! But it was REALLY hard, and I was breathing hard and I was saying "oh my gosh!" and I wasn't sure what I should do because holy hell! And then it was time to push, and dude, that didn't feel so hot either! But I was trying to concentrate and just do it and get this beautiful baby here! So then after just a few pushes, he was here!

This is what I want you to know: even though it was incredibly painful, it really honestly was worth it. When they handed him to me, I have never seen one of my babies be more awake and alert. He was looking all around, he was calm and he looked like he knew exactly what was going on. It was amazing. I didn't have to deal with any of the epidural mess, which in my opinion is scary and painful in itself, and I didn't have to deal with the recovery part of that on top of the other recovery. It was a really cool experience.

I went into the hospital at 5am and he was born at 7:17am. He weighed 8 lbs and is 19in long. And we named him Kimball David. He is beautiful and perfect and has DARK hair! I can't believe it, all my kids have been super light haired, so fun! And he HATES his diaper being changed.

p.s. Remember how I told you I thought I'd go into labor after I finished reading Cjane's story? Totally did! Crazy huh?

p.s.s. My sister was so awesome to me, if I couldn't have my husband there, I wouldn't have wanted any other person, she was amazing and so supportive. I am so grateful for everything she's done and continues to do for me. You just needed to know that ok?