Sawyer was due May 18th and when that day came and past I was a little disappointed wanting to meet my little son so bad at the same time I almost didn't feel ready for it to come. The next day was my sister and laws birthday and I was so exhausted. I didn't want to do anything and it being a Sunday I was so tired and uncomfortable I told my husband to take me home from church early. We later went out to my in-laws for a birthday party and everyone was talking about when the baby would come and what I was going to do as I had a doctors appointment the next day. My dad had actually texted me that day and told me to call him and act like I was going into labor to freak my family out which was kind of a funny little prank.
After all the fun Paul and I went home and discussed what we were going to do tomorrow. I told him that I wanted him to come to the appointment with me and skip class so just in case I was told I needed to be induced I would have him there by my side at all times. Well then at 3:30 in the morning I got up to go to the bathroom as I did every day and as soon as I got in bed the pain started. I thought to myself it couldn't be labor it's just my stomach hurting or something. I lay there for an hour going through the cramps when they started to hurt a little more and I started to moan a little through the pain. I can still remember Paul's reaction when he woke up to me moaning. He turns over like he wasn't even asleep at all, full of excitement he asks me "Are you in labor?" with a big smile on his face. I immediately say "no" then "I don't know" not wanting to jump to conclusions. We agreed to time the contractions as we lay in bed for about a half an hour and found they were five minutes apart. Still not feeling to confident about if I was in true labor or not we looked up when we should go to the hospital and it said when contractions are five minutes apart. I remember my mom saying that she was sent home with me and I really didn't want that to happen so I told Paul I was going to take a shower, bieng told that if it is true labor if you get up and walk around and take a hot shower they will not stop but get harder. Well needless to say I could barely stand in the shower. I got out got dressed and Paul asked me if I wanted to go to the hospital. I said no... again. However, just then I started to having a contraction again and it hurt so much I said we needed to go. Well Paul was dressed and ready in no time and me being the very organized and prepared person I am I had a baby bag and hospital bag packed a month in advances so we just grabbed them and left.
We got to the hospital and they hooked me up to the 'machine' whatever they call it checking the contractions and heart rate and checked how dilated I was. I was at a four they told me and my heart sunk! I thought for sure they would send me home but they called my doctor and he said it was ok to keep me. Well that was just the beginning of a long day. They brought me to another room and got me all settle in and told me if I needed anything for the pain let them know. Well it is about 6 almost 7 at this time and I had not plan on whether or not I was going to get an epidural or not, I just wanted to see how things would go and if I could handle it or not. Well as soon as they came into break my water laboring for about 5 hours now I decided I had enough knowing contractions would get harder after they broke my water and got an epidural. Best decision of my life! I was able to nap and watch T.V. without having to worry about pain. On the mean time Paul was freaking out the whole time because the nurses weren't coming to check me very often and he was very anxious. On top of that Sawyer was posterior and I had no idea if he was still in the position.
My mom had arrived with my sisters at about 11 and they came in to see me for a second before leaving to get something to eat. they had been on the road since 7 and were hungry. Well when I was dilated to an 8 I told them how I was worried that he might be posterior and I wanted to be checked. Well they checked but never told me if he was or not and by the time I got to a 10 I was started to wonder how things were going to go with getting this baby out. Well once I finally reached a 10 they told me to labor down for an hour, whatever that means. So I laid there for about at hour waiting for them to come back having the strongest urges to push, plus the epidural was wearing off and I was starting to feel my toes. Finally not being able to take it anymore I called them back in and they got my doctor in to check me. Well surprise, surprise he was still posterior and my doctor was freaking out trying to turn him around the right way and then ultimately told me he would let me push for a little but that its a good chance he might have to come via c-section.
I did not want a c-section at all so this was it I had to get him out if it took everything I had. I had only been pushing for about 15 minutes when the nurse said that I was going to be able to push him out myself and said she was going to get the doctor. Now an hour of pushing later they placed my sweet little Sawyer Joseph had arrived! It was honestly the best experience of my life and so worth all the pain that only lasted a moment compared to all the joy you get from such a sweet little angel!
Now fast forward four months later and I have the most sweetest baby I could ever dream of. Yes he does have hard days, mostly when he isn's sleeping like I would like him to, but for the most part motherhood has been a breeze. My life is so much better now that I have this little angel in my life and I am so excited for the minutes, hours, days, months and years to come that I get to spend with my growing family.
