Born at 3:56pm May 13, 2013
7lbs 2oz, 20 inches
Last week, I was getting pretty anxious for our little one to arrive, especially after I started to get swelling in my feet and ankles and being told to lay low for the next week. At my last appointment on May 9th, I was only a fingertip dilated and really not effaced. I was pretty discouraged by the news and really felt that Ian would be born past his due date. Still, I was hopeful that I might have a Mother's Day baby.
The weekend was pretty dreary. I spent all day Saturday at Pony Club. Sunday, Greg and I cleaned up around the house, got groceries, finished some paperwork and dropped off a hanging basket in Verona Island. It was a pretty lazy day overall. I didn't feel any different. I let the staff in my classroom know that I was planning on working Monday to tie up some loose ends and get some paperwork printed and filed. I went to bed around 9. By the time Greg came to bed at 9:30, I was feeling very crampy and could not get comfortable. I moved to the couch around 10:30. The cramps were dull and consistent and I could not sleep at all. By 11:30, I was pretty sure that I was in labor. I was still in consistent discomfort, but the pain intensified every half hour. By 12:30, it was intensifying every 20 minutes, and by 1:30 about every 15. I had planned on staying home as long as possible, so I let Greg sleep. He came downstairs just before 3:30 because he planned on going to the gym before work. I let him know that I was uncomfortable, but that it wasn't anything serious yet. A few minutes later, when I got up to go to the bathroom, I felt a rush of fluid. I must have looked shocked, because Greg immediately asked, "What's wrong". I told him that my water just broke, but I still didn't want to hurry. Shortly afterward, the pain intensified and I was incredibly nauseous. We decided it was probably best to head to the hospital. I had tested positive for group B strep and needed 2 doses of antibiotics before birth and I had no way of knowing how far along I was.
|Sunrise from delivery room|
|Flattering picture that Greg took during labor|
I pushed through a few more contractions and Ian finally arrived at 3:56pm. It was the most amazing feeling when his head emerged. Ian began screaming and flailing right away. Debbie set him on my stomach (his cord was quite short) and cut the cord after Greg declined. We both held him right away, before they took him to do his weight and vitals. He was quite feisty when they took him, screaming, flailing and grabbing the nurses stethoscope. He received an 8 and 9 for APGAR scores. The 8 was due to his coloring...he was a little purple. He nursed right away and seemed very content.
He is just perfect and we are in love!
|Daddy and Ian- minutes old|
I LOVE this picture