I've been meaning to write out my thoughts so I don't forget everything that has happened over the past week and a half. Wow what a whirlwind it has been! Monday August 3rd, the day before my life would be forever changed....Jason and I slept in that morning and then started gathering up a few last min. things we would need for our hospital trip. We played trival pursuit on the xbox and then left super early so we could have a late lunch at Moe's on our way into the hospital...I didn't want to eat too much but knew I would need something in my stomach. We stopped at Brookwood mall and walked around to kill time since we were so early. I had been wanting sour cry baby gum the past several months and just couldn't find it anywhere..however we found these gumball machines in the mall and I got my sour gum fix...Jason said to go ahead and get another for the hospital (little did I know that same gum would make me throw up during labor). We got to the hospital and made our way to labor and delivery, both of us still calm. A sweet young nurse greeted us and said "looks like your in the right spot". They didn't have a room ready for us at the time so we waited a few min. until one opened up.
Once we were directed to our room things got going quickly. I immediately had on my gown and just an hour later my Dr. was in there inserting this ballon thing to get my contractions going. I was already 1 cm which was exciting b/c I hadn't progressed any on my own before then. My family and Jason's family both came to visit and kept us occupied--Nathan with his funny jokes, trying to see if he could get my contractions to increase on the monitor and few games of Uno with Jason's brother David. We have such supportive families and I could have asked for more love from these over these past several days. So that night after everyone had left and it was time for some sleep before the big day...I was wide awake! I was starting to feel the contractions and to be honest that night was the most uncomfortable of my entire labor experience. I think I got around 15 min. of sleep total. Jason is a hard sleeper and even though he was in that uncomfortable recliner he did pretty good. My Dr. had told me early that if the pain becomes too much just ask for some medicine or something to help me sleep....I made it pretty far and then decided I was never going to be able to sleep if I didn't have some assistance...so I hit that call button for the nurse. She asked me on a scale of 1 to 10 rate your pain...I've never had to do that. I goofed up and said 4...so I she just gave me something to help me sleep. It didn't work. the contractions gave me this painful lower back pain that I couldn't sleep with. However we made it through the night and I knew with each contraction I was one step closer to holding my son that I had been carrying for the past 9 months--this is what I had been waiting for and it was almost time.
Tuesday August 4th: my son's birthday! My mom came into the hospital super early to be there with me. She is always there for me and would drop everything and anything to be with me when I need her (I as a new mom already understand and would do absolutely anything for Cameron) My Dr. came in early around 6:30 or 7:00 and that friendly nurse who greeted us the day before was on call and got to be with us that entire day. I feel extremely blessed to have had her in the room that day to coach, encourage and guide me through the pregnancy. She was a blessing to me. So Dr. Robinette broke my water and I knew our son would be here soon. Throughout the day I threw up probably 5-6 times..more than my entire pregnancy..I wasn't feeling sick it just would hit me every so often. When I was about 4 cen. my nurse suggested I go ahead and get the epidural--no need to be in pain...so I took her advice. I've heard horror stories about this shot but honestly it wasn't bad at all. That epidural worked wonders!! I would have big contractions and only feel tightening in my stomach, but no pain. That day we had our families up that with us again and my best friend Katie came to be a part of the day. We chatted and carried on until it was time for me to begin pushing. I remember that last hour or so before I started to push just shaking...I think it was all my emotions and nerves building..it was time. My nurse Jessica, directed and encouraged me the entire time. My mom, Jason's step mom and my sister Jennifer were all in the room. My nurse and Jason were helping to hold my legs. I had been so worried about Jason passing out or feeling sick..but I was so proud of him. It really is different when it's YOUR son. I pushed for about an hour. When I saw his little head of hair it encouraged me that much more to push to get him here. I remember the point where she said ok time to get the Dr. in here...five min. later I heard that little whimper cry that released tears of joy and love from my eyes. Thank you God! They laid Cameron on my chest and we looked into one another's eyes and love is all I felt at that moment. Daddy even cut the cord...it was going to be a game time decision and he did it! Right afterwards everyone else was able to come back into the room and see our little miracle.
I have more to post but am going to take advantage of this time to rest my eyes while Cameron is hanging out with daddy.
I feel so honored that I get to hold proof of God and His love. We are beyond blessed.
