This post is mostly for me, I wanted to write down the events of Milo's birth and first few days while it's fresh on my mind. Most people would probably do it in a journal, but I am so much better about keeping a blog.
Monday night we had family home evening with Jordan's family and as we were leaving Debbie asked if I had been having any contractions at all, to which I responded no ... cause really nothing had been happening, no contractions at all. I was planning on making it to the due date & I wouldn't have been surprised if he would have come late.We came home and continued working ripping apart the rocking chair, so it could be reupholstered. I started to get tired so I went to sleep for a few hours while Jordan kept working on the chair and watched a movie. Not long after Jordan went to sleep, about 1:30 am I started to get really uncomfortable. My first contractions, I figured that it was false labor and tried to distract myself from the pains. I watched TV shows on the Internet. Ate my favorite snack. Ripped staples out of the rocking chair. Took like 4 warm baths. Tried to sleep (no luck). The contractions were coming about every 5 minutes all night long. I woke Jordan up a few times, but he was skeptical that it was real labor, as was I. He got up with me at about 4:30 am and helped keep me distracted. At about 8:00 am we still weren't sure it was the real deal and decided that he should go to work and I should try to relax and get some sleep since I was up all night. So I laid down in bed, but they kept coming every 5 minutes or so. Jordan called and checked in with me around 10:30 am and I asked him to come home at lunch. A few minutes later I called back and asked him to come home right then. He came back home and helped me through the contractions, they were finally starting to get closer together. At 12:30 pm we loaded up the car and headed into the hospital. We both were trying not to get too excited, we both figured that they would send us back home. When we got there and I told the nurses at triage that this was my first baby, I was 38 weeks, and my Dr. had never checked me at any of my appointments you could see the look of oh here is yet another case of false labor to send home. They asked me every question about my medical history and checked my cervix. I was dilated to a 5 & 100% effaced ... and we were emitted. We were both in shock. I got a hep-lock and some apple juice and we started walking the halls and the outside gardens in labor and delivery. Then went back in to be on the baby monitors. Things were going along slow but steady, the contractions were manageable, Jordan and the nurse did a great job of keeping me calm and relaxed. at 4:04 pm I was laying in bed on the monitors waiting to be able to get off and go walk around again when my water broke. It was the strangest feeling ever, I thought that it was going to feel like peeing my pants, but it felt like a high pressure fire hose going off between my legs. The nurse checked me and I was dilated to a 7, as soon as my water broke contractions started to come hard and fast. There was no break to rest, I was exhausted and gave in and got the epidural. I was trying to avoid it if at all possible, but after I got it things went slower and I was so much more comfortable. After the epidural Dr. Guzman came in and checked me, I was an 8 and doing well. Jordan's family came to the hospital, brought Jordan some food, visited with us then went to the waiting room hoping to meet the little babe. Finally around 8:30 pm I was dilated to 10 and ready to push. I got another blessing from Jordan and his Dad, then I pushed hard for about 2 hours before the Milo decided to actually come on out. At one point my Dr. asked if I wanted to reach down and feel his little head, it was amazing after all that work he was finally really coming! At 10:49 pm my perfect baby boy was here. The Dr. put him on my tummy. I held him for a few minutes, Jordan cut his cord, and he was cleaned off. Then he was wisked away to the NICU because I had a fever which was passed to him, and he had to be on antibiotics.
It was hard to just sit there and not be able to have my baby. I felt like I had just gone through hell and I couldn't even see him. I just stared at the few pictures that Jordan had snapped before he was taken off. About an hour later we were able to go into the nursery and spend time holding our perfect little son. We are so so so in love. It is hard to see your little helpless baby all hooked up to monitors and having an IV, but we were grateful that he was being taken care of and that we were able to get some rest.
Milo spent his entire first day and most of his second day in the special care nursery.
Yesterday afternoon they finally took out his IV, took him off of the monitors, put him in a regular crib, and let us bring him into our room with us. It was a little piece of heaven to finally be able to have our baby with us and love on him as much as we wanted.
Unfortunately, My 48 hour hospital stay was over Yesterday at 11 pm and I had to be discharged & Milo had to stay one more night. We delayed it as long as possible, I lost it as I was packing up all of our stuff and realizing that he wasn't coming home with us.
We loaded all our stuff in the car and headed home, I bawled and Jordan did his best to keep me calm. We got home at about midnight and tried to get some rest, but we were both so worked up. I kept waking up and checking the clock, hoping the night was almost over ... like Christmas morning.
We headed over to the hospital around 7 am, it was so good to walk into the nursery and see my baby peacefully sleeping. We cuddled and loved on him in the nursery while we waited for him to be discharged. He had a hearing test, his circumcision, got checked out one last time by the pediatrician. Then his nurse sat down and went through the discharge paperwork with us. We finally were able to dress him in some clothes and we loaded him in his car seat and took him home ... finally.
We are so grateful that he is here, safe, and healthy. He got some serious special attention at the hospital and had the best nurses taking care of him. It made it a little easier to leave him because I knew that he was going to be in good hands. I am so grateful that Heavenly Father sent him to us, he is the perfect addition to our family, we are in love. Life at the Flake Farm is pure bliss.
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