I haven't written much about Jason's pregnancy and I am sad about that. But I want to at least write Jason's birth story so that I don't forget. We had a scheduled induction date of December 18th. His due date was December 23rd and we really didn't want to have a Christmas baby. I mostly didn't want to have a Christmas baby because I wanted Jason to have his own special day, Not something that got smooshed together with Christmas.
The night of the 16th I started having contractions all night long, and they didn't stop. When Kevin woke up I told him that I was having contractions, not just braxten hicks. He had to finish up some of his school and work. So he did that, then cleaned the house, then drove Camille down to Shantel's house, and came back to wait with me for the contractions to get stronger. We walked down to the apartment offices and that took forever, but make contractions come closer together.
Around 4 we decided that it was time to go to the hospital so that I could get an epidural. With Camille I thought that I got the epidural like 10 minutes after we got into the hospital, but Kevin said that was not true. They gave me some medicine with Camille that made me a little loopy. So when we went in for Jason I thought I would have an epidural before 5, but that was not the case. We got there and checked in, then we had to answer ten thousand questions that I already filled out. Then around 7 I finally got an epidural. Camille's epidural was awesome. I did not feel one thing. With this epidural my left leg was numb, but my right leg wasn't really numb. It kind of was, but not 100%. It didn't end up being a problem,
After the epidural went in we just had to wait. We were sleeping and just passing the time, when the nurses ran in and made me move. Jason's heart rate dropped and she was worried. It was kind of scary, but once I moved he did a lot better. I was so uncomfortable anyway so it was good to move. They ended up putting a heart beat reader thing inside of me so that they could have a better reading than the one that was just put on my tummy.
Around 11 they finally started getting me ready to push. My doctor wasn't able to make it, but the on call doctor was wonderful. We felt so taken care of and felt like she was very capable and wonderful. She came in and we pushed for maybe 20 minutes, just 5 rounds of pushing and he was out. It was great. I only tore a little bit and felt great. The feeling of holding your sweet little baby is something that words can't describe. He was perfect. His little face was squished and he had a really strong cleft chin when he came out. It has gone away, but it was so cute. He was born at 11:30. Weighed 8 pounds 12 ounces and was 22 inches long.
By the time we were all ready to go over to recovery it was already 3 AM. I am never going to the hospital in the afternoon again. It was terrible. I was so hungry and tired and when we got to recovery the nurse had to give all the information and that took 30 minutes. She did give me a sandwich and it made me feel so much better. I hadn't eaten since 1 the day before. We finally went to sleep and got to sleep for a while.
The stay at the hospital was nice. We just hung out, had some visitors, and Kevin actually ordered some food from food services and actually ate something. (That didn't happen with Camille. He just starved).
Jason has been such a blessing in our lives (even though he has been sick 3 out of 6 weeks he has been alive. We love you Jason and are so glad you are a part of our family.
