Lincolnâ€™s Birth Story….
9 days late…I was so ready to meet our boy I tried everything to â€œjumpstartâ€ labour but as we all know they come when they are ready and not a minute before. Thursday night we sat watching telly and during commercial I got up, one of my thousand potty breaks of the night, and HURRAY my water broke! I felt that little ping inside my and felt the gush and knew â€œit was timeâ€ FINALLY! I was so excited but know that these things time (how much I wouldnâ€™t know until later) I was feeling mild contraction so we got up and went to bed fully expecting to be woken in the night. To my surprise I woke in the morning feeling absolutely no signs of labour, so off to the hospital we waddled. Nanny came to sit with Reagan while we got checked over.
We arrived at the labour ward and were taken into a room where you were checked over by monitor and they checked for proteins in my urine and then did the waters test and was told that my water had in fact broken! YAY! But then the midwife told me I would be taken upstairs to wait out labour as I was a vbac and I was NOT a happy camper. Obviously I would have never done anything to hurt you but I didnâ€™t see how waiting in an uncomfortable hospital was going to put me in labour and surely going home and walking and eating good food and relaxing was the way to go? So after arguing with her a bit (only a bit hehe) the dr came in and said we were free to go but if you werenâ€™t here by first thing tomorrow morning I was to be sectioned. The risk for infection is extremely high when little babies are left with no fluid. So daddy and I went home and were sure that I would be in labour before too long and would be back at the hospital.
Friday went on and on and on and on….Reagan was left at nannyâ€™s house so that Alan and I could go walking and I could concentrate on my inevitable contraptions, right? WRONG! Soon the night was drawing in so in a last ditch attempt to bring on the pain we walked up to your nannyâ€™s (which is not easy when you are 9 days overdue) and picked up your sister and stopped at the store and rented the movie, meet the Little Fockers, thinking a lovely spicy hot meal of fajitas and a good laugh would be just what mommy needed. Had a great relaxing night and went to bed desperate to go into labour naturally but sadly no. The good news is I had the best nightâ€™s sleep Iâ€™d had in ages! Which would prove to be the last good nightâ€™s sleep Iâ€™d have in a long long time….my little angel haha!
Well Saturday morning we woke up bright and early and though I was quite upset and saddened that I would not be having you naturally I was still very excited to know that Iâ€™d be meeting you very soon as I was told surgery would be at 9am! So we settled up, kissed your big sister goodbye and off we went! I was so mad at my body and so disappointed but knew in my heart that this was the way it was meant to be. We got to the hospital and after a very long frustrating wait were finally admitted AFTER 9am might I add? We talked to several people and I was offered an induction which would have meant I could have possibly had you â€œnaturallyâ€ but decided that because of my previous section and the fact that you had been without fluid for so long the best thing for YOU was to go ahead and have the section. It was absolutely a decision made in your best interest because the last thing I wanted was major surgery but I will always say that it does not matter how your babies come into the world as long as they come in safe and sound.
At that point I was prepped and really started to freak out…not about you but about surgery. It was such a different experience to Reaganâ€™s birth as herâ€™s was an emergency and this time was much smoother and we were laughing and talking about you and chatting with the staff. I was walked downstairs and put into a room with your daddy and just stood there in silence with my head on his strong shoulder, always my rock, and praying that you would be ok and not hurt by the lack of fluid and make it safely into the world. Then the midwife came in and took me into the same theatre I had been in 16 months ago! It was special to me to know that I had both my precious little babies here and I felt safe, like I was in good hands. I was put up on the table and administered a spinal block. It was not like the epidural I remembered, it was very uncomfortable. It took a long time for him to find the right spot in my spine and he kept hitting a nerve that made my left leg kick and every time it happened he said you have to hold still! I wanted to scream I AM! Finally he gave me the medication and they quickly swung my legs onto the table and then all modesty and pride went out the window as they lifted my gown and just let me lay there while waiting for everyone to take their places. Your daddy was led into the room and took his place by my side, where he belongs.
The next few minutes was very weird and I started to panic a little as the oxygen mask was making me VERY claustrophobic and shaky and that feeling didnâ€™t subside until they turned it on…DOH! So we waited and nervously giggled and Alan whispered into my ear as they were cutting you free and before you were even out my tummy we heard you cry your head off it was 11:55am September 17? The paediatrician said WOW Iâ€™ve never heard a newborn cry that loud! And we (because we didnâ€™t know better lol) were smiling and SO proud of our big strong boy! I was crying tears of joy and listened to you really go crazy. They took you over to clean you up and let your daddy cut your cord, which they pointed out, was the very biggest cord theyâ€™d ever seen! No wonder you were so big and strong and I was so sick the whole 41 weeks! haha. They were in the long process of sewing me up and your daddy was holding you by my face so I could kiss you and look at you! I was so excited, my son! My beautiful, wonderful son that I had waited for so long for. The little man that perfected our family.
When they were finally finished with me I shook the surgeonâ€™s hand and thanked him for bringing you into the world safe and they wheeled me into recovery to join you and your doting daddy. They were quite worried as my blood pressure was extremely low but I let the nurse worry about that and took you from your daddy and put you to my breast. You fed like a pro straight away and to be honest havenâ€™t been up for air since and itâ€™s been 6 weeks! You were a bit shocked I think, as you never had the experience of labour so you werenâ€™t the happiest straight out my belly and cried quite a bit but seemed most happy in my arms feeding so thatâ€™s where you stayed. We were there quite a while as it took a long time to regulate my blood pressure, which Iâ€™m sure was a bit scary for your daddy but he never showed me any of that. Finally we were allowed up to the ward. I just couldnâ€™t stop staring at you, so perfect, so small, my son.
We were up on the ward for a few hours just chatting and passing you between us and feeding. It was lovely! We sat there until 4:50 when your sister came to meet you for the very first time. And it was amazing and better than we ever could have imagined or had talked about. All she could do was stare at you and smile. Whether she knows it or not Reagan fell in love with you that day I could see it in her eyes. She kept trying to kiss you and hug you and it was great. I was finally able to sit with both my babies in my arms just like Iâ€™d imagined for the last several months.
I never thought I could fall in love with another child straight away! Itâ€™s a miracle how big my heart has become. You are the sweetest most beautiful boy in the entire world and I love being your mommy. Itâ€™s been a difficult start but you and I already have such a strong bond and special relationship between us. You are such a strong and social baby, always chatting and turning your head and eyes around and watching the world around you. You are the spitting image of your daddy and itâ€™s lovely to look at you and see the person I love so much in the world? I love you so much every day and look forward to all the years ahead of being a family.
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