August 26, 2016

Our Birth Story

 Oh my goodness, where to even begin! Our baby boy is finally here & we could not be more grateful. He is just over a week old now & my heart is overflowing!

The weeks & days in the beginning of August leading up to his birth were full of so much anticipation. I was tired and feeling like I was growing by the day. It was impossible to get comfortable and I was SO ready to meet this little guy. My doctor had confirmed that all was healthy and promised me that the baby would arrive just as soon as he was ready. That gave me so much peace, however I still had all these fears surrounding labor and delivery. Fears that I would go into labor while my hubby was at work or that I wouldn't know quite the right time to go to the hospital. I was scared to death at the thought of getting IV's and going through the entire labor process. I was scared I wouldn't be able to do it. There are just so many things that race through your mind leading up to delivery day. I have never prayed so hard in my life as I did in those days and weeks leading up to the birth and that is just about the only thing that got me through.

Then it happened. At midnight on the morning of the 17th, I woke up with contractions. I had been getting pretty strong Braxton Hicks contractions the entire 8th & 9th month of my pregnancy though, but I just had this strong gut feeling that this was the real deal. I decided to just watch tv on the couch so that my husband could sleep. Since sleeping through the night at 9 months pregnant is pretty much out the window, I had grown pretty accustomed to staying up all night and watching Real Housewives just to pass the time!
But as I sat there on the couch that morning, I noticed the contractions were happening every ten minutes on the dot, and they were getting increasingly more uncomfortable. By 3 AM, I couldn't even look at the tv because they were so strong. They quickly moved from being ten minutes apart to being five minutes apart and they were lasting about a minute each time. At this point I started just walking the house because sitting and laying down was out of the question. My sweet dog and kitties must have known something was up because they would not leave my side! I'm not sure exactly if I woke my husband or if he woke up on his own at this point, but I looked at him and told him I was gonna call the doctor. After speaking with the doctor on the phone, he thought it was a good idea for us to head to the hospital. It was about 4:30AM, so we packed our bags into the car and off we went. I had 3 contractions just in the 15 minutes it took to get to the hospital. We pulled right up to the delivery wing and they took us up to the delivery floor. The entire process of being checked in was truly a blur. Nurses and my doctor were in and out. There were about 150 questions they ask you during the check in process that you have to answer while experiencing the most intense pain ever. All I wanted to do was just fall into a deep sleep and have everyone leave me alone at that point. But the pain. Oh the pain. The contractions felt as if my body was splitting into two. My doctor said that I was still just in early labor and not yet very progressed. I coulda punched him right then and there! Now I LOVE my group of doctors but when you are in that much pain, "not very progressed" is the last thing you wanna hear! He gave us two options. Either go home and come back later. Or start Pitocin to get things moving. There was NO way I was leaving that hospital in that condition, so I chose option number two! By 7:30AM, they had administered the Pitocin and my contractions got even more intense. By 9:30AM, I was able to get an Epidural. It was heaven sent! Once the Epidural kicked in, it was all smooth sailing. My husband and I spent that afternoon just talking and watching a little Fixer Upper on HGTV and switching it back and forth to the Olympics. It was as if nothing was happening and I was feeling great!
At 4:16PM, our sweet boy entered the world.
Life changed for us the second he was born and I could not imagine anything better. 
His name is Colton Thomas <3

We are incredibly thankful for this blessing and are soaking up every single moment with our little man. We are so appreciative of all the support we have received & we can't wait to continue to share our journey as parents!

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