Birth Story

Beckett is one month old already. I love him more everyday and I even miss him while he is sleeping! Below is part of my birth story (no gross stuff included:)

I was due December 25th. I wasn't looking forward to being in the hospital over Christmas, but really didn't want him to come super early. Both Ethan and Finn came pretty much on their due date. I had a few contractions 2-3 weeks before I actually went into labor, but nothing super painful. In the very early morning of the 18th, I woke up around 12:45/1:00 a.m. with some pains. They were similar to the contractions I had already had a few weeks prior, so I kinda ignored them. At around 1:30 a.m. I woke up Mark and said we should probably call my parents and tell them to come over. We arrived at the hospital at 2:00 a.m., they checked us in quickly and then checked me. I wasn't in too much pain yet and thought maybe I was around 3-4 cm. The nurse looked at me in concern and said "You're at 6". She called my doctor (who happened to be on call in the ER next door). They gave me an epidural right away. At 3:00 they checked me again and I was at 8. The doctor prepared himself and the nurses got the room ready. They checked me at 3:30 and I was at 10! I felt like everything was going too fast and I really wasn't ready for it all. The doctor broke my water at that point. Then he checked the baby and that is when we realized he was breech. My water had been blocking everyone else when they checked so nobody knew he was breech. At that point they decided to have an emergency c-section. It all happened really quickly after that. Beckett was born via c-section at 5:03 a.m. I got to see him right away and we have some amazing pictures of Mark holding Beckett next to me. I went from being home in bed to being in the surgery room in 4 hours...which for me was just a lot in a little time.

Beckett was perfect when he was born, he didn't cry much and I cherish the time I got with him in the hospital. I was only in the hospital for 36 hours when I had Finn because I wanted to be home. They made me stay at the hospital longer this time since it was my first c-section, which turned out to be wonderful. Mostly because I got to spend 4 days with Beckett where it was just me and him. Mark was there on and off and visitors came and went, but for the most part, it was the two of us. I'll never forget those few days! My favorite part was the early morning. I didn't sleep much while in the hosptial, just because it wasn't my own bed and it is noisy there. So I would be awake around 4 or 5 a.m. with Beckett and we would just lay there and watch the sunrise every morning. If only life were just that simple everyday!

My mornings are different now since I've been home with three kids, but I guess they are just wonderful in a different way.