Everyone has this “idea” of what their delivery or birth story should be. As a women you are told to create a birth plan. Originally I had every intention of doing a water birth. My delivery would be laid back and in a room full of love with my husband, mom and mother in law. Although I didnt get my water birth, my delivery room was very mellow and there was more love in that small room than our hearts could handle.
In my last post I shared that at 35 weeks, February 8, I was admitted into high risk with my second kidney stone. I was unable to have the surgery to remove the stone because of the baby and how far in the pregnancy we were. The around the clock medication wasn’t safe for him either. Decisions had to be made. This is not the way anyone wants to bring their baby into the world. This is not the way I had planned to bring MY baby into the world. We had to determine if it was better to leave the baby until closer to our due date (March 10), Or induce now to prevent any type of addiction for the baby due to the pain medication I had been on in the hospital.
I had been in pain for 7 days now and was super swollen from all the IV fluids. It was my 27th birthday. Friends, family, even my doctors came to the hospital to celebrate with me. I will never forget my 27th birthday. Not just because I was in the hospital but also because I found out that morning, in 24 hours they would be starting my induction. Taking Evan a little early was better than risking any type of drug addiction. I would be meeting my son for the first time!! This is when all of the fear set in. I would be close to 37 weeks by the time Evan made his appearance, but that was still early. I was so afraid of the challenges my baby would face because of everything I had been going through. I didn't want to see my baby in the NICU and I knew this was a possibility. That night we had a heart shaped pizza in the hospital and talked about how Evan would be here soon.
They started my pitocin and epidural on Wednesday February 15 around 10pm. No shame in my game, the epidural was amazing!! It may not have been my planned water birth but It was our new story and I was going to make the best out of it. I was 3cm dialated and contractions were starting to come more regularly. I can honeslty say the contractions didn't phase me at all. I’m not sure if it was the epidural, or the fact that my kidney stone pain felt so much worse that anything I experienced in labor.
It was a VERY long night. I didn’t progress quickly at first.( I guess this is normal when you are being induced.) Around 5am my water finally broke! I started to change every 1–2 hours. I remember around 10:30 I was 6cm dialated. My labor and delivery nurse told me it would only be a few more hours and we would be ready to push. They kept encouarging me to rest, but I couldn't. My adrenaline was going strong.
Around 11:30 I felt a strong contraction. I paged my nurse to make sure everything was ok because something didn't seem right. She decided to check me early. I will never forget when my nurse looked me in the eye and asked me if I was ready to meet my son?! I started crying hysterically. I wasn't expecting to hear those words already. I had dreamed of hearing that for years! I felt so many different emotions. I was SO excited, a little guilty and also scared. I was so worried about what struggles Evan would face being born preemie. I felt guilty because my pain was the reason in taking him early. Everything that I was afraid of slowly disappeared every time I pushed and was able to watch my baby making his way into the world.
After a very long 2 hours of pushing, My doctor asked me If I wanted to pull out my son? I reached down and pulled my baby boy onto my chest.
February 16 at 1:58pm, Evan Nicholas Jones was welcomed into the world. I can’t begin to explain the way I felt. My heart was exploding. Evan was more than perfect. Not only was he perfect in our eyes he was perfect in the doctors eyes. He may have been preemie but he was so strong. Evan beat all odds. All the symptoms we were expecting to see in him, didn’t exist. Evan was a miracle in every way.
Did I mention how amazing Evan’s daddy is? He didnt leave my side from the day I was admitted to the day we were discharged as a family. Nick spent every night with me and catered to me. I was unable to get myself up at times for the bathroom and he would be right there to help me every step of the way. He coached me and kept me laughing through out delivery. He was my crutch through it all. Evan is so lucky to have such a supportive father, and I am so lucky to have him too.
This baby boy has such a special spot in his mommy and daddys heart. Life with Evan feels so full and complete. We are finally a family of 3!
As we move forward and learn to become parents I know we will face so many challenegs. If there is anything I have learned through out this journey, It’s that together Nick and I are strong enough to handle it all. Enjoy some pictures from our delivery. Coming soon: Life as a mommy to the blog and how post- partum is no Joke!
With love from Evans mommy