The weekend before my due date the weather in Ohio was absolutely beautiful. Sunny and in the 60s – remember this is February! We spent our last weekend before baby enjoying the weather, having lunch at the Treehouse (yep – told you), and relaxing with friends and family. That Sunday (February 19) my parents were over our house to help with some projects. Since it was so nice, my mom, Grady and I went for a walk – hoping that would help get this baby going and enjoyed a Dave’s Original for dinner.
Fast forward to about midnight, I started to have contractions. Now at the point I am assuming they are contractions because I had no idea what those felt like! I had an app on my phone to time them and count them. They were getting close to 4-5 minutes apart, but not always consistent. I had gone downstairs because I was tossing and turning so much I didn’t want to wake Steve. When I went to the bathroom and noticed a little blood and immediately panicked. I ran upstairs, immediately woke up Steve and had called the doctors. This was about 2 am.
We get to the hospital and the doctor’s check me and let me know I am not in labor and only about 1.5 cm dilated. We get sent home and I try to get some sleep the rest of the night, waking up for every contraction. It is now Monday, February 20th and I had my 40 week doctor’s appointment that afternoon. At that point I was 3 cm dilated and I was still having contractions, just not as close apart.
Once I returned home, I finished working for the day and at that point the contractions were becoming more painful. I had made myself a bowl of popcorn and laid in bed. When that became too uncomfortable, I made a bath, hoping that would help ease the pain. Nope. That didn’t help. It was about 6pm, I had made dinner, had no appetite and just kept walking in circles around our dining room table. All I wanted was for my water to break so I could go back to the hospital and they wouldn’t be able to send me home. Finally around 7 pm, Steve had convinced me to go back to the hospital. I was so nervous to get sent home again, but there was no way I was going to be able to make it through the night with that pain. So we pack the bags again and go on our way. (Steve got pulled over on the way to the hospital and luckily, due to the circumstances, the cops let us go).
We got to the hospital at 8:08 pm, go through the same routine, and at that point I was 4.5 cm dilated and they were admitting me! Such a relief! Once they finished things up, they moved us to the delivery suite. At that point, our parents had arrived. After visiting them, it was time to give me the epidural. I had heard that it didn’t hurt at all, but I was still so nervous and made sure not to look at the needle whatsoever. At this point the nurses told us I probably wouldn’t deliver until about noon the next day so our family had gone home.
And that epidural was AMAZING! For the most part, Steve and I were able to sleep through the night. Every so often the nurses would come into to check on things and such, but I mostly slept through it. At one point that night, a doctor came in to break my water and recommend I get a dose of Pitocin, because my contractions were slowing down. Once that had kicked in, next thing we knew it was 7 am and time to push! Steve had let our families know that the baby was on the way and most likely going to make it’s entrance into the world before noon! An hour and 37 minutes later – Steve and I had become parents to the most perfect and beautiful baby boy weighing 7 pounds 4 ounces! It is true what everyone had told me, you have no idea how much love you can have for someone you just met in that moment! It is truly an amazing moment that I will cherish forever.
All pictures below my cousin’s fabulous wife had taken for us at the hospital. If you are in the Cleveland area and looking for a great family photographer, please check her out here: Wild Rosemary Photography