Posts Tagged ‘Baby #3’

I could never have imagined the pain searing through my abdomen as that first contraction hit.

After two very similar births I thought the third would be a piece of cake. Have some mild contractions, the ones you talk and laugh through, the kind where your doctor doesn’t even think you are in labor but you surprise them by being four centimeters dilated and get to stay to have a baby. You sit around until you get too uncomfortable, only then asking for the epidural. The numbness sets in rendering you free and relaxed. Then they break your water and a bit later you push a few times and the baby slides out slimy and screaming. As far as my experience had been, giving birth was easy. Heck getting my wisdom teeth out had been much worse!

I was underneath the computer desk with a screwdriver trying to install a new ethernet card. I felt a strange pop within my belly and a slight trickle of liquid leaked from me, like I had peed my pants. Again. I lifted myself up and sure enough the carpet was saturated in one spot. I asked the girls to get me a towel and to get their dad. They didn’t quite understand why I needed the towel, but I told them not to ask questions and just do as I said. I sat on it and Brian trudged up the stairs unhappy after being woken from his nap on the couch.

“What?”

“My water broke!”

“Really?”

His frown instantly changed to a surprised smile.

I was getting ready to leave, chatting on the phone to friends when about twenty minutes later the first contraction hit. I folded over, and thought I was going to die. The pain ripped through my body in a way I had never, ever, felt before. We left with the intention of taking the girls to my parents first. More intense contractions in the car made me reconsider, so my Dad met us at the hospital.

They couldn’t figure out if my water had broken. Twice I had to scoot down. A little more, just a bit more and deal with a speculum during crazy white knuckle grasping the sides of the bed, almost passing out pain. I wait for them to take their little slide under a microscope to figure out if my water did indeed break. I vacillated between venting about having to be in triage to thinking I was going to be ripped in two. I had never felt so much pain in my life and this was my third time around!

“I’m going to die, I’m going to die.”

“Jesus, help me!”

Oh wait, I’m supposed to breathe through contractions. Just remember to breathe.

“I’m dying, I’m dying.”

“Jesus help me, I’m dying!”

The midwife on duty came back to confirm I was telling the truth, my water had in fact broken. I was taken to a room where I got my epidural. Now comfortably numb except for the minor problem of the hot spot in my hip and thigh. I felt everything in that one spot. I didn’t feel like death, but it was no picnic either. Next thing I know it’s go time. A few pushes and out he came with his one little hand up by his head.

Placed upon my chest was my beautiful son. I stared deep into his unique light brown eyes. I was no longer only a mother to girls. Alexander was finally here. This precious baby boy was mine.

Then the whole world shifted.

Written for the prompt over at The Red Dress Club.

Alexander James Dwight was born at 2:46 am 6/6/08! He weighed in at 6lbs and 11oz. and 20.5 inches!

my water broke at 9:30pm, got to the hospital at 10:30pm..

He loves to nurse..

I’m tired LOL..

I’ll do pictures later!

Today I’m 37wks! Alex can come out whenever he wants now. Brianna came at 40+1 and Katie at 39.. I would rather have him early than be overdue! I’m more than ready to have him out and share him now, plus I can’t wait to see his cute little buns all fluffed out in cloth! I have my appt. today. Last week they started internals and did the GBS test.  I was 0 dilated, firm and long. With my history of doing no change before going into labor I wasn’t surprised!

Brian has a lot going on at work and would like Alex to come anytime now as well so he can take off, LOL.. He is really excited about this little boys arrival and thinks it will be next week sometime.

Brianna’s last day of Kindy is today. I can’t believe it. Where has this year gone? I feel so sad that I wasn’t the best mom I could have been for her this year with being so sick most of it or so uncomfortable and irritable. She’s going to miss her friends, so we’ll have to set up lots of playdates and keep in touch.  Her class had a fieldtrip to the zoo yesterday. I went as well as Katie, my Mom and Dwight (who got layed off last week I think it was). Brianna really wanted to go with her friend Eden, it was a really laid back trip. So I let her go off with Eden and her Mom and another little girl. She was thrilled. I was walking around like a snail and so uncomfortable anyway and Katie was super whiny. I’m glad that I made her last field trip a fun one, by not trying to be involved LOL.

Katie was done with preschool last week. My poor girl. The reason she was so whiny yesterday was she was getting sick. I thought it was just plain old allergies, but it wasn’t. Had a fever last night of 102. Threw up in our bed and complained of her ears hurting.. I’m getting her into the ped. today. If she has an ear infection that is the 2nd one this year.

Alright, I know I have more to say, but my brain is starting to falter…

Not the greatest picture, but you get the idea. Katie kissing baby Alex!