My original due date was October 12, we decided that if I had not gone into labor on my own, we would have a c-section date as back up. I was pretty sure he'd never come on his own, just like the others! I really was happy with my doctor, even though my date got changed three times. You can't do that to a pregnant lady! So thankfully, out of the 7th, 9th and 11th, we were able to secure the 7th, even though it was at 5:30 pm. You also shouldnt tell a pregnant lady she cant eat OR drink for 8 hours all day. Now that was tough! But worth it so that we could have the 7th.
By the end of my pregnancy I was pretty miserable. For some reason, this one was really hard. I was super sick in the beginning, which I was with the other two, but for some reason after 4 years I had completely forgotten how hard it was. And by the end, physically, this was definitely the hardest on me. I could barely move or walk. I for sure thought he was 10 pounds ha ha. I was SO ready to have him. I was actually pretty sure he was going to come on his own, but he patiently waited :)
My mom came a week before my scheduled date, which was a HUGE blessing. It's actually amazing how incredible Gods timing is. Even though we want things in our own time, his timing is so much better than ours. My c-section date fell perfectly during her fall break. We never could have had 18 days with her if it had not worked out that way. The week before he came we did SO much. We also squeezed in dates, naps, quality time with the kids, it was so great having that time.
On Friday the 7th, I had to keep myself busy, not eating or drinking was tough. So we ran some errands, I cleaned, picked up Owen from school, Jeremy worked, it seemed like just another day! We headed to the hospital around 2:30, got all checked in and ready for my surgery which was at 5:00. I was really nervous about the side effects of the morphine, with Owen I got super nauseous, and extremely itchy. I think I had way too much morphine so I was nervous to feel like that again but this time was much better. The surgery went great, our big boy was born at 5:52 and a shock to us all, had the cord wrapped around his neck THREE times. My doctor was just as shocked and couldn't believe it. They got him out and were a little concerned about his breathing, but they let me have him on my chest and he started to get out all the fluid, I was SO thankful they didnt have to take him. I really wanted him to stay with me. We had a really great nurse and baby nurse, they were all wonderful. I was super numb all over, my arms and hands were so numb it was bizarre, but they assured me it was normal. And I was FREEZING. I guess it makes up for being hotter than heck all summer! We got back to the recovery room and about an hour later the fun began! The kids got to meet sweet Beau!
I'm not really sure who he looks like, some pictures I see Owen but as he's getting bigger I see Hannah more.
But this is where I see Owen, Owen is on the left, Beau on the right!
I stayed in the hospital from Friday to Monday. Saturday evening, Sunday early AM I got hit with the WORST pain Ive ever been in. The internal stitches were pulling, I had overdone it I guess, and my nurse wasnt sharing the pain meds so I was in some serious pain. Staying until Monday was a good idea. Jeremy stayed with me each night, I am grateful for that, I know those hospital "beds" arent comfortable. But this was a special time for us. Once my mom took the kids home for the night we would eat some dinner, spend some quiet time with Beau and enjoy our last hospital stay. The kids came often and it was so fun to have them there. Until they started getting crazy ha ha.
Jeremy had a meeting Monday morning so after that, he came and picked me up, we went to Starbucks and then picked Owen up at school ha ha. I guess that's what you do when you have three kids! The adventure begins!!
