I was enjoying holding our brand new little man Wheeler.
I was scheduled to be induced on 8/19/09, my besties birthday, but turns out I didn't need the extra help to be induced, which is so me as I hate having to have help for anything. I started having contractions on 8/18 in the evening while sitting on the couch watching tv. I remember when I finally realized they weren't stopping I broke out the stopwatch on my phone and clocked them about 10 minutes apart... Jerry of course was already sleeping. I tried to climb into bed and sleep for awhile knowing that I didn't need to think about going to the hospital until they were about 4-5 minutes apart... all I did was successfully toss and turn and keep Jerry awake, and of course once I told him that I was pretty sure I was in labor that didn't do anything to help his sleep either...hehe. So I decided to hit the couch to give Jer some sleep time as I knew he would start to worry and get sick to his stomach a little once we got to the hospital. So on to the couch to cruise some late night infomercials to keep my mind off of the pain. My mom was already at our house so her and dad were going to watch Hutson while we went to the hospital at 530 am. I am pretty sure it was around 1 am when I went upstairs to wake her and tell her that we would probably need to go early. We called my dad and he drove over here and arrived sometime around 3 am, around my maybe third episode in a row of Diners, Drive-ins and Dives on the food network. I think we finally left around 4 am, with contractions about 4 minutes apart. I did yell at Jer the whole time drive there to hurry up, he was very calm though and didn't say the word 'relax' one time (he learned that with Hutson's delivery).
We got to the hospital and got checked in and changed... well I changed, Jerry just looked pale and tried to find some coffee. I think my mom had to comfort him more than me through the whole process, both times.
They gave me something to slow down the contractions and we got the epidural, thank god! I was so much better off this time, with Hutson they had to give me some other pain medication because I wasn't dialated enough for the epidural, and it just made me shake that I couldn't sit still when it was time for the massive needle to be shoved into my back. This time around it was a piece of cake! My Dr. finally came to see me and said that she wasn't on call today but that she would come back on her lunch break from her office to check on me. I told her that we would definitely be having this baby on her lunch break then and she better eat fast. After that it all gets a bit hazy as the pain meds kicked in. I remember Jerry leaving to go to Starbucks and get a snack, I remember seeing Lee, and I remember having the oxygen mask on for awhile. I do remember when it hit about 11am and I was thinking 'oh god this needs to happen soon'.... about an hour later, a new little man joined our family. I did deliver on my Dr.'s lunch break, as for the rest I will save you the details.
I know 8 months isn't a huge milestone, he didn't start walking today, he didn't cut a new tooth today, there was nothing that stood out in my mind that I will remember this day by. But he is 8 months old today and that means that it is going by way too fast. That means he is closer to being a 1 year old than a newborn, and I kind of want him to stay this little for a little longer, he is still completely dependent on his mama, I am still his favorite person, and his little baby giggles are so cute sometimes they make me want to cry. I feel the same way about Hutson right now, yes we are in the 'terrible twos', but we have so much fun and I'm not sure I want him to get any bigger either.
eight months old...
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