I had been told repeatedly that I could choose to be induced if I chose. I chose. With our family so far away and a three year old at home I thought it would make life easier for all of us. My mom flew in the weekend before I was told I could be induced. At first there was some issues on getting in the hospital but that worked out and Micah's birth was planned for the 23rd. On the 21st I went for my pre-induction meeting with the doctor. I was not going to get to have my doctor- he wasn't on the hospital rotation that day but I was getting my next choice so I was happy. He checked me at that appointment and surprise- no change. I was still only at 1 cm where I had been for three weeks. After my check-up I met with one of the head nurses at my doctor's office. Her name is Donna and I seriously love her. After she went over all the important details- no food after midnight- be at the hospital at 4:45 AM- blah, blah blah- she reached over and took my hand and prayed a serious blessing on my life as well as Micah's life. It was awesome. I was a snotty mess by the time she was done but felt so at peace. I headed home and decided that just to help things along I would wash the car. I've had friends who have mowed the grass or gone up and down stairs and told me it worked so being the clean freak I am I figured washing the car was my equivalent.
I'm not sure if that was it but about 2 hours later I was sitting at the dinner table, talking to my mom who was washing the dishes. John had just finished mowing the grass and had gone upstairs to shower and Addyson was watching Sesame Street. At first I felt a little wetness and thought, "Oh man, I just wet my pants. Seriously??" Then as I stood up and headed upstairs to change, the flood came. I ran into the bathroom and sat on the toilet. I informed John who was in the shower that I thought my water had broken but I wasn't sure. The reason all of this was confusing to me was I never had my water break with Addyson. They even tried to break my water at the hospital with her and nothing happened. At the time they told me that it must have broken and I didn't realize it. Now, after experiencing it, I can say, it didn't with Addyson. There is no way I would have missed it. We called the doctor and guess who was on duty that night- you got it, my doctor. God is good right? Anyway, he asked some questions and then told us to head to the hospital. We told my mom and Addyson what was going on. Unfortunately I made the mistake of telling Addyson my water broke and she spent quite a while in my bathroom looking for my "cracked water".
We got to the hospital around 9 pm and spent awhile getting checked out and checked in. By this time the contractions had started. I decided at that point I was definitely getting the epidural. We had to wait about 2 hours to get it, the anesthetist was busy in a C-section. By the time he got to me I was in serious pain. Kudos to all you amazon women who go natural. You are amazing. I am a wimp. Once I was feeling no pain, my doctor decided to give me some drugs to speed up the labor. I agreed. I was so tired at this point from the constant prodding and checking, not to mention the blasted blood pressure cuff that went off EVERY 15 MINUTES. Around 4:30am I was ready to push and at 4:52 on September 22nd, Micah was born. To my, my husband, my doctor and the nurses' surprise, Micah weighed in at 9 lbs. and 5 oz. He was 22 inches long. I had only gained 22 pounds with him and Addyson had been 6 lbs. 13 oz. so we just assumed he would be similar. He evidently takes after his daddy who weighed 9lbs. 10 oz.
I'll save you the gory details of after- let's just say 9 lbs. 5 oz. will leave a mark. But other than that, we were good. Healthy baby, happy family. Addyson came the next day and was so excited to see her baby brother. It was so sweet and such an answer to prayer. She didn't seem bothered at all or disappointed. She wanted to hold him constantly. It was seriously adorable. Family and friends were so great. They were supportive and respectful of us and what we wanted and needed. The hospital stay was so much better than with Addyson. We actually got sleep. There was even a rest time each day when the nurses left you alone for two hours. Amazing. We did have a little issue when the pediatrician realized that they forgot Micah's Vitamin K shot but we got that fixed quickly and got Micah's hospital bill comped in the process.
The Event was all we could have asked and prayed for. The aftermath however, deserves it's own post. I'll save that for another time.
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