With Jack, my third baby, I have been full of new baby bliss. I’m more relaxed, more confident about my abilities, more secure in my decisions, more caffeinated to survive less sleep ;) more willing, more trusting. I’m letting myself feel everything fully, the highs and lows. I’m giving him all of me, while sharing him with the world, and inviting everyone to love him. We just celebrated five months of life with Jack, and I can already feel the memories from his birth starting to slip away, so I decided to finally sit down and record the details.
I was a week late and induced with both Ryan and Connor. But this time around I didn’t see any benefit in waiting past my due date, so when we learned that there was an open room in the hospital, we decided to induce Jack on Sept. 10. After we checked in and the nurse led Michael and I to our room, we walked past our doctor at his desk, and he shouted at us down the hall, ‘Put on your seatbelts!’—suggesting that this was going to be a quick delivery. And was he right.
By 5 p.m. we were settled in the room, and by 6 p.m. I started the Pitocin. My contractions were coming strong and fast, and I requested an epidural. By 7 p.m. the anesthesiologist started the epidural, and my mom arrived around the same time. So far the experience had felt very calm and orderly. But at 7:30 p.m. when the nurse checked on me, she panicked because the monitor had stopped picking up Jack’s heartbeat. She called in our doctor and some other nurses, and they quickly decided to give me an oxygen mask and place an internal monitor on Jack’s head, which broke my water. Those moments we terrifying, I was confused about what was happening, and the urgency around me made me feel so anxious. Fortunately I trusted the hospital staff and ultimately appreciated how they were so efficient in resolving the issue.
The breaking of my water significantly escalated my contractions and when the nurse checked in around 8:45 p.m. I had the strong the urge to push. She called the doctor; he rushed in and asked me to wait for him to put his gloves on, and in one swift push Jack was born at 9 p.m. Jack Andrew was here, 8 lbs 5 ounces, 20.5 inches, and a full head of brown hair. Sweet, calm, healthy.