It’s amazing how fast time goes by once you have children. It’s like all of the sudden time goes into warp speed. I blinked and my baby boy is 3 weeks old.
I’ve been wanting to share his birth story and some images from his newborn shoot – so now that the birth announcements have gone out, I’m ready to share them here.
I was initially scheduled for a c-section on 2/3, just one day before my due date. As the time got closer, I was getting disappointed because I showed absolutely no labor signs or symptoms and just generally felt great.
On 1.30 we got a call that my sister in law (with the same due date as me) had her baby boy. I was SO happy for them, but at the same time a little disappointed that I wouldn’t experience labor myself – I at least wanted to know what labor felt like (I never had more than a Braxton Hicks contraction with the girls).
As we left the hospital after visiting our new nephew, my husband joked that maybe it was contagious and that I’d catch the labor bug. I really didn’t think it was going to happen and was a little sulky about it. I was already 39w2d and had kept the girls in for 38 weeks (and I’m pretty sure they’d still be in there if they hadn’t been forcefully removed).
That night I had trouble sleeping and around 3:00 or 4:00 I had what I thought could have been a contraction. Maybe. It happened about 7 more times before the husband’s alarm went off around 6:00. When he got up, I told him I was having some cramping and wasn’t sure if I should have him go to work or not. I told him to go, but started timing contractions (I still wasn’t positive they were contractions, but was pretty sure. After I realized they were 4-8 minutes apart, lasting 45 seconds to 1:15 minutes, I told him that maybe he shouldn’t go to work and maybe I should call L&D to see what they said. I felt bad having him take a day off, especially because I wasn’t sure this was it. After 1.5 hours of timing, I called L&D and they said to come in.
By the time I got into the car, they were 3 minutes apart and getting pretty uncomfortable.
I was admitted around 9:30am and had barely progressed. So, we decided that if I made good progress that I’d opt VBAC, if not, I really didn’t want to be in labor for a long time and then have to get a c-section, so I’d opt for a c-section if I didn’t progress. The contractions started coming on longer and every 2 minutes now. I was checked at 11:00 and had made no progress, so I decided a repeat c-section was probably the way to go. The contractions got worse as I waited. At 12:30 it was time to go into the OR.
I am SO glad I opted for the section. While I was being operated on, the Dr. said my incision was paper thin and I likely would have ruptured during a VBAC.
While we waited, I asked my husband if he had any last minutes guesses. We were both thinking girl. And then it happened. If anyone is on the fence about going team green, I highly recommend it. Hearing what the baby is at that moment is just such an incredible feeling. They said “It’s a BOY!” and I just couldn’t believe it (even though I did have a dream it was a boy). He is just so perfect. He looked like DC when they held him up, but much bigger than the girls when they were born.
He’s perfect in every way. He was born at 12:56pm at 7 lbs 15.8 oz and 19.5 inches long. After I was stitched up I met up with my husband and son in the recovery room.
He has a ton of hair and my husband’s nose and ears – and well, looks a lot like him – basically a carbon copy.
We spent a couple of hours getting to know him before naming him, but once I had laid eyes on him, I just knew he was an Ethan.