22 October 2014

Baby Theo's Birth Story - Part 2!

First, let me just say... my son hates pictures:
well... I still think he's adorable.

Alrighty, where were we?!

Last I remember, I had just gotten my epidural and was in sweet, sweet heaven.

Once the epidural had kicked in, it was time for Parker and I to get some much needed rest. He passed out pretty quickly on the chair next to me and I fell right asleep. Unfortunately, about an hour and a half later I woke up to a doctor, a midwife, 2 nurses and a nursing student all in my room staring at my monitor. Apparently, little Theo's heart rate had dropped quite a bit after a big contraction and they were trying a few different maneuvers to get it back up. Thankfully, after a few nudges and rolls by momma his heart rate went back up to normal.

The medical team was still a little concerned so they put an internal monitor on Theo to keep an eye on the little bugger. Then, I went back to sleep.

Sure enough about an hour later, Theo's heart rate dropped again and everyone was back in my room watching, prodding, poking, and waiting to see if it would rise again... and at the last minute before they would have scheduled me a C-Section, it would rise and stay. This happened over and over from 6:30am up until I delivered Theo at 2:12pm. Even through my pushing, I would have to breathe a few contractions away and not push in order to give Theo time to get his heart rate up again. Poor boy was stressed!

Meanwhile, my mom and sister got to the hospital around 5am and were prepared to wait it out until baby Theo was born. My OB even tried to tell my mom to go home and sleep for a bit, but she was NOT having it. In fact, this is how she passed the time while Parks and I were resting:
running around the tables in the waiting room.

Parker and I were in a bit of disbelief as we went in and out of naps. We would wake up, look at each other, and laugh as we told one another, "dude we're gonna have a baby today."

Around noon, Parker and I were up for good and I had progressed to 8.5 centimeters. I was waiting to feel the "pressure" and "urge to push" that everyone kept telling me about. My sister had gone out to get Parker coffee and a bagel and when they came back we chatted for a bit until I got a contraction in which I felt a lotttttttt of pressure. I had them leave the room and I called the nurse. I was still only at 8-9cm and my contractions were 8-10 minutes apart. Although I was feeling the urge to push, I was told I had to wait until they got closer together and were a bit stronger. About an hour later, my team suggested a small dose of pitocin to see if we could get the contractions to get closer together and it worked pretty much instantaneously. The very next contraction was stronger and they started coming every couple minutes. Parker and I went through a few contractions on our own before we called the nurse. This time, when we called them, the midwife came with gloves on!

We knew it was SHOWTIME!

I thought that the pushing couldn't be worse than the contractions, but for me... it was! I hated the pushing. Everyone told me that I would feel pressure and it would feel like... ya know... you had to go to the bathroom.... but it was PAINFUL! I pushed and pushed and pushed for about 40 minutes. I pushed on my back while holding my legs, then I moved to all fours and pushed like that, then went back to my back. The worst for me was when I had to breathe through a few contractions to help Theo's heart rate come back up. It was really difficult to fight the urge to push.

I was in a daze during these 40 minutes. I saw nurses and doctors come in and out. I knew Parker was next to me, but I wasn't looking at anyone or interacting with anyone. I just wanted to PUSH HIM OUT. I  remember very distinctly during the "crowning" looking at the nurses and saying "this really f*cking hurts!!!!* With about 10 minutes left of pushing, I heard the nurse ask Parker how he was doing and his voice cracked as he told her he was getting emotional. I can also remember the doctor coming in at 2pm and saying that I would have this baby before 2:15. I could see the light!

I didn't even know I had pushed his head out until the midwife was showing Parker and I could see tears in his eyes. With two more big pushes, I felt the biggest rush and relief as my son came out. Tears were streaming down my face and Parker was staring at our son all teary-eyed as Theo was placed on my chest. It was the most amazing and surreal moment in my life. We had a son! I had just birthed a real-life human. WHAT!?

I laid in bed for about 2 hours as Theo nursed (like a champ - I might add) and as he got measured, weighed, and vaccinated. While he was going through his tests, I could hear my mom, my aunt, my dad and my sister waiting anxiously in the hallway. My gramma and papa came right away too. About one hour after our sweet baby boy was born, it was time to meet the family!
 Anxiously waiting!

 Grammy and Great Aunt, Ann! - SUPER emotional ;)

 Meeting Grammy for the first time

 Hi, aunt T-T!


 Sweet boy with Grampa and Aunt Tina

 Ann holding Theo! Ann is going to be a grammy herself in less than a month! YAY!

 Big Theodore and little Theodore. Papa was so proud to meet Theo and we are so proud to have named him after such an amazing man!

 Gramma and Theo!

Grammy, Momma, and baby!

After that, it was two nights in the hospital and we brought Theo home, sweet, home! Parker and I had such an amazing experience at our hospital and loved the nurses, doctors, and midwives that took care of us. We really felt like we were in great hands and trusted all their advice and opinions. We were also lucky enough to have a long-time family friend as our nurse throughout my labor and delivery. She took care of us big time and we are SO thankful to her. She made Theo's birth extra special :)

Oh, by the way... all the pushing I did?! I broke all the blood vessels in my face and upper arms! My whole face was covered in bright red/purple spots. I tried to take a picture, but this does NOT do it any justice:
My dad said it looked like I had gotten seriously beaten up and Parker said it looked like my face was covered in purple freckles. He swears he thought I looked really cute like that. Oy!

Fast forward to 2 weeks:
Baby boy gained 13.5oz in 5 days!!! He eats all dang day, but then sleeps for two long stretches (4-5 hours each stretch) at night. We hear we are very lucky for this and we actually feel well rested when we wake up.

Sleeping in the rock & play (THANK YOU, LAURA!)
Meeting family and getting snuggles from them
Sleeping in bed with momma
Lifting and bobbing his head all around
Going for walks

Pictures (obviously)
Changing clothes
Sitting still
Diaper changes

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15 October 2014

Baby Theo's Birth Story - Part One!

The last time I posted was Tuesday, October 7th. We had lots of doctor appointments that day and we were waiting on our baby boy's arrival! I went to sleep around 10pm and before I went to bed, I gave Parker a kiss and told him this could be the last night we go to sleep without our son! I had been saying that every night since his due date.

At 12:30am I woke up in a lot of pain. I had been having some painful Braxton Hicks contractions for the past couple weeks (especially when I had a full bladder) so I went upstairs to use the restroom and hopefully relieve some pain. It didn't work, but the pain subsided about a minute later so I didn't think much of it and went back to bed. I hadn't fallen asleep yet, when I had another painful contraction at 12:45. This was the first time I had had consecutive contractions! I went out into the living room and told Parker that I had two in a row and we should wait and see if there would be more! I also let him know that they could easily go away and maybe I would go into labor some day soon.

Eight minutes later, I had a really painful contraction in my lower back that lasted for about a minute. Three in a row! Parker and I were getting excited. We had known from all our research that early labor for a first time mom can last from 6-12 hours so we started chatting about what we could do in the middle of the night to get through my early labor. I had wanted to rest in bed, but seeing as I was having the contractions in my back, lying down made the pain worse. So we walked around our living room and anxiously talked about getting the last items in our hospital bag. However, our talking didn't last long because only 5 minutes later, I had a stronger, longer contraction.

We thought it was a little odd that my contractions were getting closer and closer already, so we used an app on my phone to time the contractions. After those first 3 contractions, I began having contractions every 3-5 minutes and each one lasted 45 seconds to a minute. They were also getting increasingly painful. We didn't think I could be in active labor already, so we thought we would wait longer before calling the doctor. My main fear was getting to the hospital and having them send me home if I wasn't far enough along.

Knowing this could be it, we both took a shower and finished packing the bags. When Parker was in the shower, I was having trouble breathing through the contractions on my own and noticed they were STILL getting closer and more painful. All I could think was that it was happening too fast! When Parker saw the pain I was in and how quickly they were coming, he called the doctor. She told us it sounded like I was definitely in active labor and I could wait out the next hour at home and try to get through labor in the comfort of my own home, but if they get any closer to come by the hospital.

At that point, it was 3am and the contractions were staying about 3-4 minutes apart and with the help of Parker massaging my lower back, I was able to get through them. I wanted to stay home as long as possible, so Parker and I looked through our distraction/pain management list we had made in preparation. 

BROWNIES! Yes... I thought we could make some brownies for the nurses and that would take about half an hour to help pass time. So we started to make brownies. Parks and I were both a bit nervous about everything that was happening which resulted in us using the wrong brownie pan, Parker adding too much oil, and us not greasing the pan before we put the brownies in the oven. Ha! During that disaster of an idea, my contractions got increasingly more painful and back massages weren't helping anymore. Instead, I resorted to light moaning, but let me tell you, back labor SUCKS. With only 10 minutes left of baking, Parker and I knew we couldn't wait any longer. We had to head to the hospital. 

So Parks packed the car up, we said goodbye to my mom and at 4am I reluctantly hopped in the car for the 15 minute ride to the hospital. I did not want to sit in the car. The pain was right in my back and sitting/lying was the worst way for me to deal with the pain. Alas, I hopped in and we were at the hospital by 4:20. I don't remember much from the ride, but Parker tells me right before a contraction would come, I would say "No, no, no, no not another one... noooooooo!" and then breathe/moan/scream through it.

When we got to the hospital, I was having contractions 2-3 minutes apart and I thought for sure I was having our baby any minute, but when they checked me I was only 2.5-3cm!!! I was so upset, but they assured me I wasn't going anywhere and was in active labor. At that point, I immediately asked the nurse for an epidural. Parker and I had talked about what we wanted and we didn't feel strongly either way about using an epidural vs. an all natural birth, so we thought we would see how it goes when the time came. Well... the time came, I felt what I needed to feel and an epidural was exactly what we both wanted for me. It took another 45 minutes before all was said and done and Parker was such a trooper helping me through the contractions. I basically sounded like a loud donkey and I had to stare into his eyes while breathing "WHOOOOO-HEEEEEEE, WHOOOOO-HEEEEEE." He tried very hard not to laugh, but I would catch him smirking every once in awhile! Immediately after the epidural, I threw up everywhere (fun side effect) and then, I was one happy, happy pregnant lady:
About 10 minutes after my epidural. Pure Bliss.

I will write Part 2 later this week, but surprise! Here is how it ended:

Parker and I are beyond thrilled to introduce our son, Theodore "Theo" Lloyd Jones:

He was born at 2:12pm on October 8th. He weighed in at 7lbs 5oz and was 19inches long.
He is perfection and today he is already a week old... and I already cried about it. OY!

Eating! Boy eats just about every hour and I am breastfeeding... so this momma is tired!
Being held
Sleeping in his Snugga-Puppy bouncer seat
Driving in the car
When momma and daddy sing "you are my sunshine"
Listening to momma and daddy talk to each other

Sleeping in his bassinet
Changing his diaper
Going to the doctor
Getting his newborn photos taken

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07 October 2014

40 Weeks!

Well, well, well... 3 days past my due date and our baby boy is still not here.

I know it is more than normal for babies to wait a couple weeks past their due date, but I am so hoping baby boy makes his arrival on his own! Parker and I and our doctor have decided we will not be going past 42 weeks. Either way, Theo will be here soon enough and for now, we are practicing the ever-important virtue of patience.

Parks did give me my "push present" on his due date as a little pick-me-up! It is beautiful bracelet and the opals are for Theo's birthstone:

Here is my 40 week update as I am now 3 days "overdue"

Let's get a move-on Theo!
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