Justins birth!

Our son was born:

Our pregnancy with Justin-head was smooth in conparsin. However the night of July 3rd 2009. I was having a super uncomfortable night. Jason made dinner And I invited Whitney and her husband Michael over to eat with us. To pose as a distraction if you will.

They came over. I couldn't eat. I hurt so bad. Man not fun. Sitting wasn't happening. Relaxing... Not working, nothing made it better. NOTHING

I called the doctor and I was told that my doctor was not on call. I would have to deal with his on call doctor.... Which I wasn't happy with. I told them I would wait. And hung up.

Yeah I waited about 30 Minutes. Before realizing that this sucks and I didn't want to hurt. Anymore. I tried to take a bath. Not successful. So I called back. Docter Michael Finzgered called me and asked me what my sugar was... 117. Well that is good. told me to hang out as long as I could at home. Lol yeah, right.

I didn't know what to expect. I was pretty freaking unsure about everything. Everything I had planned wasn't happening the way I planned. But there was nothing I could do about that.

Jason, my husband, calmly got my things together. Got in the car And drove me to the hospital.

I was sure this wasn't real. I mean it really sucked but real labor? I didn't think so. I ended up hooked up to the contraction and fetal heartbeat monitor at about 9:30.

Justin-head: well see mister man didn't like tests. Never did. He had to go in for bi-weekly NST's which he very regularly failed. Well took his time passing anyway. How you pass them is get his heartbeat to accelerate from baseline. By 15 beats per minute for 15 seconds. 3 times in 20 minutes. It means that things are good.. He was never good at that. An this time was no exception. So they said he was distressed and although I wasn't having regular contractions I had to stay cuz they were worried about Justin. Because They couldn't really find his baseline it varied to much.

I was put in one of the labor and delivery rooms. Where I called my sister Callie, she was going to be my labor coach. She came down and tried to help me out. Now remembering exactly what happened in order is pretty unclear. It was almost 2 years ago And I was pretty overwhelmed and the drugs and stuff make things get fuzzy.

I remember that I was hurting with the contractions. And they were having issues with monitoring Justin so they put me in a gown... Put a oxygen mask on. And of course the baby monitoring stuff. Well the his Heart rate was not tracking on the strip and it cept dropping off the grid. Which is bad. Do they went to put a monitor on his head. My water had already broke, or so I thought. Anyway when they put the thing on his head it pop my water.... It FREAKED me out. I started hyperventilating and the pain with the contrations really became super painful.

Suddenly the doctor and nurses crowed around and were worried about his heart. The epidural lady came in and put it in. And what seemed like a few minutes later doctor finzgered said that Justin had to come out now Via c-section. It was a big rush. I was scared for my baby.

They rolled me onto the OR and cut me open before Jason even got in the room. Jason held my hand and kept me calm.. Not an easy feat. And when Justin came out and cried for the first time. I became a Mom. And in an instant I was so much in love.

Callie came in and sat at my head while Justin had some work done. Jason cut the cord after the nurses got him breathing and doing better then he had been doing. He kept his cool although it was probably scary.

Fianlly they brought my little boy over to my face so that I could meet him. I gave him kisses and I fell in love with everything. His face, eyes, smell. They took him away pretty quick. He was having probloms and needed to be watched pretty close.

I went to recovery, and when I got back to my room Jason was right there. He told me Justin was fine and good and he would bring him in a few minutes later.

Time went by... Forever if you ask me... But fianlly Jason rolled Justin in. He sat in the rocking chair with my beautiful baby boy, I touched him with my fingertips. And Jason stood up and laid him in my arms and then leaned over and kissed him. It is an amazing picture. My mom was in the room taking pictues although I never saw her.. Just my baby boy.

It was a dream come true. I had wanted a baby for so long... I mean I hadn't been on birth contol for years and I can't even say I uses protection much. And I never got pregnent. I thought maybe I couldn't. And then suddenly we were!! It was amazing! But another story.

My point of this one is this is the day I became a mom, and I am so grateful for the opportunity. It is an amazing journey that I will love every minute of!