Time: 8:22 am
Weight: 8 lb. 0 oz.
Length: 19.5 inches
We are three for three for our kids arriving the day before their due date. Knox was due on the 7th, but arrived bright and early on the 6th. And what an arrival! I love a good birth story so I’ll share a little recap- feel free to read on or just skip to the pics of this sweet little boy.
I had my last doctor’s appointment on Wednesday and was dilated to a four. I’d been at a three for three weeks by then so a four wasn’t a whole lot more to celebrate. I sure was feeling done though- I felt sick all day Wednesday and by that night I had every symptom except labor. My throat hurt, my ears hurt, my stomach hurt and I was wiped- not to mention grouchy! I had Soren rub my feet and tried to get some sleep.
Thankfully at about 3 am I woke up with some consistent contractions and back pain that meant business. I waited about half an hour to see if things were progressing and when things kept going I woke up Soren. He was hoping for a false alarm because he had taken Nyquil about two hours earlier. He wasn’t quite ready to wake up if you can imagine! I called a friend to come sleep on our couch and my Mom and the doctor. My mom wanted to be there for the delivery so she met us at the hospital.
I don’t like laboring at the hospital much, but I also wasn’t sure how much time we had. Easton and Kesler were both born in under an hour after my water broke so I thought this time might be even faster. We packed up and headed to the hospital. I was was contracting, but able to walk and talk just fine. We checked in around 5:15 am and got all set up. The nurses were so sweet. I love that one of the first things my nurse said was how tan I was. She said they never see tan pregnant women until the end of summer- usually they are all white! (Thank you tanning lotion!)
With my previous pregnancies, I have never had time for an epidural so I wasn’t planning on one this time either. I was dilated to a six when I got to the hospital and in hopes of moving things along the doctor broke my water at 5:30. We were all betting I would be done by 6 am. Oh, how I wish!
By 7:30 I was only at an eight and was begging to be done. The contractions were so sharp and consistent (and discouraging)- it felt like nothing was progressing. Thankfully I had Soren and such a great nurse to help me. My mom stayed in the background while Soren held my hand and really helped me focus on long slow breathing. He was seriously such an awesome coach. My nurse was fantastic too and rubbed out my lower back for every contraction. At 8:15 I was just in tears and praying so hard to be done. God really listened to my pleas and gave me a few minutes break to calm down. Suddenly I was at a 10 and ready to push. The doctor and nurses ran in and in one long push/pull he was out! I have never heard myself scream like that before (or swear), but boy was it necessary! It was so surreal like I was watching/listening to some stereotypical birth that you see in the movies- only it was me!
I was so exhausted and in shock of how things had just gone down. Before this delivery I had been known to call my labors easy and felt a little bit like giving birth was my superpower. This time I felt like just a normal woman who opted out of pain meds and barely lived to tell the tale. It was humbling and also empowering. I definitely feel like those were the worst and most triumphant three hours of my life. Running my marathon might be a close second, but this experience was all about experiencing the pain for someone else, not just myself which was harder, but infinitely more rewarding.
The nurses cleaned up our little one and my mom and Soren took photos for me while I got stitched and cleaned up. What a sweet experience it was to finally meet the little guy. He was real! There really was a little person in there and now he is mine. We have spent the last two days in the hospital getting to know each other and what a sweet boy he is. We already love him just as much as our first two boys. Thankfully he is healthy as a horse and eating like one too. He is a perfect nurser and sleeper and cuddler. I feel 1000 times better than I did 48 hours ago and am beyond excited to have my body ‘somewhat’ back to being just mine.
Thank you for your sweet comments and emails and love! I wish I could reply to each of you, but just know that each comment and thought means so much!!! I will be trying to keep my computer shut a little more often for the next few weeks and so starting on Monday I have some fantastic guest posts coming your way. WKWW will still be happening and I’ll check in on Friday with more family news and updates. You can follow along on Instagram and FB for real time new baby fun.
I feel so supported by great family and friends! Thank you again for all of the love on this nine month journey!!