He was born on Thursday, February 12th 2015 at 1:22 a.m. via C-section. He weighed 9 lbs 12 oz and was 23 inches long! The longest babies the nurses had seen at that hospital!
Last Wednesday, I was at home and had just went to the bathroom. Afterwards I went to our bedroom to lay down and ended up in a coughing fit (was fighting a cold coming on). I sat up to go back to the bathroom to spit out the colds when all of a sudden I felt a HUGE gush! I ran (more like waddled very fast) to the bathroom and caught it in time to not drip everywhere. I, unfortunately, smelt it to make sure it wasn't pee and sure enough my water had broke.
What makes this story a little more complicated started the day before my water broke. Nic called me that afternoon telling me that his van had broke down and I had to go get him. We thought it was one thing and figured out it wasn't so his dad wasn't able to fix it. We moved all our hospital bags to the car and ended up going home. On Wednesday morning, his dad came and got him to go fix his dad's van (hoping we could borrow it until we fixed Nic's) but his dad's van wasn't fixable at the time, so he dropped Nic off at home and me & him sat around in our bedroom for a little bit. Finally Nic got up to go take his van key to his van so the tow truck could tow it to the shop. As Nic had left, that's when my water broke. Also, his brother was on our air mattress in the middle of our living room floor so it made it more challenging trying to get back to the bedroom without him seeing me if he woke up.
I called Nic and told him. He said he had already called the towing company so I told him to just hurry and drop the key off because I wasn't having any contractions, just pouring water. So I sat on the bed for a while with a towel underneath me and texted everyone that my water had broke (and luckily for my truck driver daddy, he had a run to Charleston which is three hours away from here). I was able to get Nic's brother up and told him to get his things together. When Nic got here we got dressed and headed to the hospital. It was the most exciting ride because we knew we would be coming back home with a baby in the car.
That was between 11 a.m. and 12 p.m. and my labor didn't start until around 2 p.m. but I was barely dilated. I was in labor for about 11/12 hours before the doctor finally decided that it was better to have a C-section since I wasn't dilating after all that medicine, I was in extreme pain (I'm a weenie when it comes to pain), and Isaiah wasn't reacting like he should in the womb. So they gave me my epidural and wheeled me to the operating room. I shook the whole time (I didn't realize that was a side-effect to an epidural) and was a little scared, but I knew it would bring me closer to seeing our little boy. They made sure I was prepped and ready before Nic came back. I only felt pressure when they were cutting, but it was still painful for me. I was praying so loud that all the nurses and doctor could hear me. I didn't care because that was the only way I was getting through that pain. Finally, at 1:22 p.m. I heard Isaiah cry for the first time and it was like I never was in pain to begin with. I began crying and couldn't wait for them to rush him over to see me. The next five minutes of washing him off, weighing him, etc. was the longest 5 minutes because Nic was able to see him and I was anxiously waiting to see him. When Nic brought him over to see me he was just as calm as could be and had them eyes wide! He looked just like his Daddy. They sewed me up and put him on my chest and was wheeled back to the room. I couldn't believe he was here, it was like a dream (still is!). After about two or three hours of bonding and him nursing, we had some family that was still waiting at the hospital come back to see him. I was kind of out of it and in a little pain, but was so excited that he was here. We stayed in the hospital from Wednesday until Sunday, simply because I had a C-section and we couldn't get Isaiah's blood sugars up fast enough to discharge him. I've never felt so much pain after re-cooperating from something. The first shower was terrible yet felt great to finally wash off. All the nurses and staff however were just as nice as can be and pushed me to move around so I'd feel better. They all commented on how beautiful he was and that he was such a good baby.
When we got to go home on Sunday I was so excited. It was REALLY cold outside so we had him bundled up to the point we didn't know if we had a baby or a little teddy bear. We got home and settled in and Nic left with his mom to get some stuff we would need for the week (since we were expecting winter weather today, Tuesday) while Isaiah's Aunt Amanda stayed with me and helped me out. The first night was terrible, since I was in pain, tired as hell and couldn't do much for myself so I had to rely on Nic to help and that made him not have any sleep. We finally have Isaiah on some what of a routine feeding wise. He is snoozing beside me after getting his belly full! Daddy is laying in the floor finally getting to play some video games after almost a week of not even thinking about it. Nic is SUCH a good Daddy. He just loves on Isaiah and helps out equally and as much as he can. I know he'd nurse him if he could.
Here below are some pictures of our big guy and his first days of life; Enjoy!!
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