i had a doctor's appointment on thursday, the appointment the doc had predicted i wouldn't be attending. and yet, i was there. my progress had been small from the week before...not much had changed. i was still at a 3, he was still positioned low (which i could of told you) and still only 80% effaced. all my walking, yard-working, and shopping had done nothing to take the process further. i was definitely uncomfortable but am a strong believer that the babies come when they are ready, so a scheduled induction seemed unnecessary to me. instead, my doctor offered to strip my membranes. it sounded much to painful so i decided against it. she assured me that i could come the following day if i changed my mind.
that night was long and painful. my nerve pain was back in my legs (something that i thought had left the week prior) and contractions were getting more intense, yet still nowhere near what they needed to be. i tried desperately to keep them coming. after some vigorous house hunting, i told james to let me walk home. i felt like labor was just around the corner the whole way home but the second i walked in the door, got a drink, and sat down....they disappeared and only pain (from lack of exercising) existed. so it was no wonder that james talked me into getting my membranes stripped the next day. (doesn't that just sound painful?)
friday morning i made the call to the doctor and she said i could come in the afternoon. i decided to help the process along. i cleaned the house (crazy-like...) and took bowen for a 2 mile stroll (yep, felt that one after.) and made it to my appointment at 2:30. i'll just leave that explanation to: ouch! i could barely drive home the contractions were so strong, but i didn't want them to leave so bowen and i took another long walk together. when we got home i decided to hurry and get all the plants in the flower bed, just in case it would be a week or so before i could do it. however, looking at the flower bed afterwards gave james and i a pretty good laugh and we decided i shouldn't try to make things look pretty whilst in pain! :) after dinner, we all took a walk to maverick for a red box, and a slushy. pretty sure i crashed the second we walked in the door from exhaustion. (little did i know, a slushy would be my last treat to emmett....not the best final treat.)
by 1am i was woken up by the real deal. i timed them for about thirty minutes to find that they were 6 minutes apart. then i realized, i still had dirt in my hair from when james accidentally threw the remains of his shovel on my head whilst doing yard work (that was actually really funny...you should have seen it) i also remembered that i had yet to pack a hospital bag (i know, for someone who was trying to keep the contractions going the day before i certainly wasn't prepared) so i decided it would be best to get out of bed and start getting things ready. the bath only made the contractions more frequent so i was down to three minutes. every three minutes i would try to accomplish as much as possible. and by 3:00am james and i were in the car on the quiet roads of cache valley. i got the much needed epidural by 6 and called my mommy! we laughed together, cried together, and just lived in the moment. (despite the circumstances of the moment.) at 8am the nurse checked me again, and only said, "OH, it's time to have a baby!" while flipping on all the lights. that's when james perked up from his slumber on the oh-so-comfy sofa, "did i just hear, 'time to have a baby?' " the doctor showed up at 8:20am, we waited for the next contraction and with one push, Emmett Ray Pratt was here at 8:24am. 7lbs, 4oz, 20.5inches and breathtaking.
it was only fitting that the first to meet him was Grandma and Grandpa Saunders, who happened to try skyping when he was only 20 minutes old. we all shared tears together in such a special and emotional moment. (Emmett's middle name is after grandpa!)


"bowen meets baby" coming soon....
12 comments:
Marci he's perfect! Congrats!
your stories make me want to have my own lil muchkins!! He is so perfect. Maybe I can come meet him sometime. I would love to help out if you need someone! congrats!!
Marci He is SO cute and adorable!! I'm glad to hear that you did skype with your parents because I have been thinking that's what I will be doing too! You look so great by the way!
Congratulations you guys. I can't wait to see more pics and see the two brothers together. You will love having two!
When do your parents get home, Marci?
That last photo is so beautiful. I am glad both of you are doing well! Congrats!!
Congratulations! I am so glad that everything went well! He is perfect!! You look great too! Very cute pics!
You are a such a pretty new mom and Emmett is a stud!
Cutie and love the name! (He, he that's my 7 week old's name) You look amazing in those pics! Wish I could look that good on a regular day, let alone giving birth! Congrats!
Oh Marci this blog made me tear up! I am so so happy for you guys. I can hardly wait until December now! Oh and after seeing how good you look after labor, I am thinking I will skip the idea of going natural and just plan an epidural. :P congrats!
HOLY cow I feel like such a bad friend. I SLACKED about emailing you about doing pictures! I suck! But he is wonderful and hope you are doing well. I would love to come to any type of pictures you want!!!! I will email you!
the the fun begin, right?!?! congrats to the new mama of two, household of 4, and 2 carseat drivin' mama. wonderful, indeedy.
Congrats Marci. He is so precious! New babies have a way of putting things into perspective giving us a glimpse of heaven. You are a trouper.
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