On Monday morning around 3:30a.m., my water broke. It was weird. It was well, wet. I told Adam to come and take a look. Half asleep he stumbled over to my side of the bed. He couldn't see anything. Walking down the hall it didn't stop. I hadn't packed a bag yet because I wasn't due to be induced until Thursday. Adam had been badgering me the previous night to get it packed. I didn't listen. I called the hospital and they said to come on in. I started packing my bag. I started writing down and telling my mom instructions for everything I could think of. As we drove to the hospital we stopped at the store. Adam grabbed himself an energy drink and me a soda. We were singing along to the radio. Pain free and happy! A first for me because I am usually in no mood for anything but to get that epidural.
When they finally wheeled me up to labor and delivery it was around 8:30 a.m. They hooked me up to the pit around then. I can't remember what time I received my epidural but I got it and life was good again. Layton wasn't doing well with my contractions. His heart beat would drop each time. When it was finally time to push they doctor reminded me that the baby didn't do well with me laying on my back and to get him out. I pushed three times and at 4:35 pm my sweet baby came into the world.
2 comments:
I wish i could of been there. Maybe, just maybe, if i have another you can come up. Congrats.
That's awesome, Congrats, he's perfect!
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