So, Memorial Day itself wasn't quite what we expected it would be. Kelly and Arielle and their family were still visiting us, and planning to leave for home that afternoon. At about 4:15 in morning I woke up. My water had broke. It kind of freaked me out, because most of the stories I had heard were about crazy contractions all day, then going in to the hospital, then their water breaking. Ya, nope. I woke Kevin up and was like, "Uh, Kevin... my water just broke." He was wide awake in seconds and pacing around because he didn't know what to do. We called my doctor and went in to the hospital.
I was 2 cm and 80%. All this time I hadn't had a single contraction. The first contraction I can remember didn't come until around 6am. They started out as really mild cramps... but by 2 or 3 in the afternoon they had built up and were painful enough that I had to breath through them. They checked me and I hadn't dilated one bit. At that point, I decided that an epidural sounded like a wonderful idea. According to Kevin, I seemed like I was in a lot of pain, and then suddenly I was crazy happy loopy and I all I could tell him was that an epidural was the best thing in the whole world. Right after I got it, I had a crazy big contraction and didn't feel a thing. That was a happy moment. No matter how much medication they pumped through me though, I just wouldn't dilate. Around 1am, {so now it's no longer Memorial Day, and Kelly and Arielle are back AT home AND probably sleeping...an 8 hr drive...}everything kicks in to gear. I had finally fully dilated and was ready to push!! So, the nurses had me do a few practice pushes. Every time a contraction came, the baby's heartbeat slowed and everyone got concerned- which obviously doesn't help me and Kevin who are basically already freaking out. The doctor {Dr. Leland, who was filling in for my doctor, Dr. Flemming} was very calm and told us that we had three choices. I couldn't just push the baby out because it was too risky. They could use forceps, the vacuum, or do an emergency c-section. We opted for the forceps and baby came out one push later!
Talk about emotional overload! A, I'm completely exhausted just from being there all day. B, pain meds were slightly wearing off. C, everyone and their dog screaming at you to push can be semi-traumatic! Kevin was so great and held my hand through the whole thing. He helped me breath through the final contractions and told me when to push. Once Kevin saw the baby's head come out, he couldn't talk anymore. He tried to but, by the time he could, that baby was there in my lap and we were both just bawling. It was so amazing to see our little baby and hear him cry for the first time.
I can't even describe what it was like to hold our baby and see his big blue eyes staring back at us. It was so surreal. Our baby, Cameron Kevin James, was born at 2:17 am, May 29, 2012. He was 20.5 inches long, weighed 7 pounds 5 ounces, and peed on every nurse in the joint!
Now the part you've all been waiting for! The pictures of our darling baby boy....
This is how most of our day was spent....
Didn't feel that contraction! Woohoo!
He doesn't like being naked. He also has some pretty stealthy ninja arms!
Kevin manned the camera.....Yup, it's a BOY!
He's been such a doll from the get-go. Love him!
Proud Parents!!
Sleepy daddy..... awake daddy!
Cuteness.
We love our cuddle bug!
He makes THE best faces :)
Playing with Mom.. wait, someone's taking pictures...hey!
LOVE HIM!!
Going home!!!
We're all home and adjusting well. The first couple days were a bit rough, but I can't say we didn't expect it. Cameron has been such a joy and we love him so much. I thought I knew what love was when I met Kevin, but having a baby adds on a whole other dimension that I wouldn't have been able to comprehend without experiencing it first hand. I love being a mom. Kevin loves being a dad. I love watching him play and cuddle with Cameron, it makes me so happy. I love our little family!!