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Monthly Archives: January 2013

He’s here! (part 1)

It’s hard to believe he’s been here for 3 weeks already. I was warned that the days are long and the years are short…I’m sure that will be true at some point, but right now the days aren’t long enough (that sounds crazy..) and time is flying…except for during those 3 a.m. feedings or times when the world is sleeping and I’m rocking a “grunting/grumbly” baby boy.

He arrived on December 20th. 2 weeks early and on someone elses birthday (I wanted so badly for him to have his own birthday, because there are so many birthdays in December/January between Ken and I’s family).  But there was nothing I could do to stop it or change it. I kept talking to my belly telling him to pick a birthday. However he picked a good birthday to share. The 20th was my dad’s 50th birthday. My dad was thrilled to share his birthday with his first grandson. He said no one really celebrates birthdays after 50 anyways so now we can party for Fender.

I went into labor after my 38 week appointment the evening of the 19th. They checked for the first time at that appointment and I was already dilated to 4cm.  My doctor said as I was leaving that he would see me later that night or for sure before Christmas. I told him I really needed to go into work the next day, so I hoped baby would wait and he just laughed at me.

Ken and I came home and had dinner after that. I was stressed then because we didn’t have a Christmas outfit for Fender, so I convinced Ken we needed to go to Target and get one “just in case”. I was having contractions pretty irregularly at this point and totally in denial that labor may be starting. Target is where my contractions really started to become more regular and reality was setting in.

When we got home I cried, because I realized I was going to miss work (it was our last day before break and I wanted/needed to give my “school babies” love before I was on maternity leave, which is why I wanted to go in so bad).  When I got to this point and relaxed, labor really began. Because we wanted a natural birth, I wanted to labor at home as long as possible. Around 8 p.m. contractions started to become more regular. This was all really a blur, I know I took a bath at some point and had Ken paint my toenails (I couldn’t give birth staring at ugly toes!).  By 11 my contractions were pretty close together, but I still didn’t want to go to the hospital. I was relaxed and didn’t want the pressure from hospital staff to have any sort of medication, so we waited. And time flew!

At 1 a.m. Ken decided it was time to go in. So we grabbed the bags and got in the car. It was such an odd drive, knowing we left our house for the last time as just Ken and Jess, and that when we would come home there would be a new little person with us.