I turned on my laptop this afternoon and realized there was a CD left in that I didn't recognize the name of.. It just so happen to be pictures from Reisse when he was an Itty Bitty Baby. And it has me reminiscing about the
day that I met the person that would change my life forever. And the story goes as follows......
Tuesday Night..
I was in so much pain, well every 5-10 minutes anyway. I had already been to Labor and Delivery twice that week for what the nurse and Resident called Fake Labor Pain...my ass. So I decided after finishing 2 seasons of One Tree Hill that I would atleast cook dinner. So I made Spicy Noodles and green beans and rolls. Boyyy was it yummy, little did I know it would be my last meal ever without being interrupted by a little mini wandering what im doing. After we finished dinner I said I needed to go to the hospital because I think I am having contractions. I know that in Chris's mind he was hearing "blah blah blah bitching complaing"; after 2 late night trips to the hospital already that week he knew I was just anxious. As we walk in he made the comment "They should just reserve a room for us".. ha. Anywho we go in they exam me; the nurse, who was oh so rude, told me I was dehydrated and just needing to drink water.. I sat there thinking "oh really you mean endless pepsi and sweet tea wont keep me hydrated.. geez I must be stupid?". So as I am dressing in the bathroom I remembered seeing an article that jumping jacks help induce labor. Ehh couldn't hurt right, plus I am in a hospital so if I fall and brake a hip atleast nurses are near by. So there I am, 62 pounds of prego belly doing jumping jacks, only 3 but hey I was still winded. And of course about that time my husband opens the door to make sure I hadn't fallen in the toilet or something.. And yes I still hear jokes about it to this very day! I didn't brake anything (water or hip etc..) so home we went! I was to ansy to sleep so I said I wanted to do a lap around the block. As we are walking and talking about our day, I remember telling Chris that I had read running inducing labor but only to do it if your in shape. He laughed and said he would not advise me doing that. A few minutes passed and he jumped out fro behind a tree, keep in mind its extrememly dark outside and we live in a super quiet neighborhood. I jumped and ran...that's a no no.. boy was I exhausted after that. To bed we went.
Wednesday Morning 4:45 a.m.
My water breaks.. In bed.. I call my mom. I tell Chris my water breaks. He responds with "Are you sure you didn't pee yourself?".. Like really if I wasn't pregnant I would have punched him! I told him to hurry up I think this is it. I go to straighten my hair. I know right, I am awful under panicked situations. We get in the car, one that we would later regret driving; 1. Because its my car and I packed his car for the hospital with our bags and car seat 2. Because my car is a ROUGH ride.. no one in labor wants to be in a vw bug hitting speed bumps. We get to the hospital and what do you know, the same nurses were on duty.. Just Dehydrated huh?? I held my tongue. They admitted us into a room, and that's when it hit Chris that this was not a routine fake labor exam that I had been having. This, my friend, was the real deal. We were going to be having a baby NOW! As contractions and uncomfortable-ness sunk in I was getting restless. Talked to my mom and they were speeding! Finally my DR got there and checked me out. Dilated to a 4. Great. So we turned on Boy Meets World and tried to relax. That is until the nurse had to set me up with IVs...yuck. Seriously that was the worst part. Then a yoga ball caught my eye. "Hey why not?" I thought. BIG MISTAKE. I got on the ball and asked for a thing of ice. That lasted all of 5 minutes and I was hurting so bad I was crying. Let me tell you, before hand I was all for not getting an epidural. My mom told me, "Epidurals are for quitters." But after that ball I needed the juice! So I called my mom and let her know that I was a quitter. They brought the epidural in and set me up (ouchhhhhh). So glad to have my husband by my side the whole way, he was the best labor coach ever! So I lay there with my epidural and watch some tv. We are now 4 hours into labor. Then. I start shaking really bad. Not like a cold shake, like one of those shakes you get when you are nervous about something...times ten. And Chris gets scared. "Is she supposed to be doing that?" --Just hormones they said. The they cant keep Reisses heartbeat monitored. So they come in to hold the monitor themselves. He is a big baby, they said, we should be keeping his heartbeat fine. They then began to toss around the word C-Section..no thanks ill pass. So they said they were going to hook him up onto a monitor through a tube that will be placed on his head... So up came my doctor to check me. While the doctor is putting on gloves I ask him if it was normal for me to feel pressure like I had to poop -- just hormones he says. Great. So he goes to check and then.. "Wow, you are fully dialated and I can see his head. Time to have a Baby.".. Ha horomones? I don't think so. Chris looked at me, and I will never forget that look.. scared, nervous, supportive, excited all wrapped into one, in a few minutes he was going to be a Daddy. And as for me.. I was terrified! 3 short pushes and we welcomed Reisse Aaron Pettit into the world! He was everything I could have ever imagined.. I remembered looking into those big eyes and thinking that I have never been happier In my entire life. It was perfect.
He was 5 lbs 14 oz & 18.75 inches long
The doctor said that he had never had a more relaxed labor in all his 36 years and that he had never met a more relaxed baby! Those few hours of getting to just bond with our little boy were the best in my life. He was so alert and content with just staring at us. He was absolutely amazing.
November 21, 2012 was the day my life changed for the better!
