Every person has a birth story. Whether yours was a long drawn out labor, an emergency C-section, or you were born in the car on the way to the hospital...every person has a story. Growing up, I remember my parents telling me mine (2 weeks early, snow storm, emergency C-Section). I've decided to write out each of my children's stories, so they will have them forever. This is Nolan's.
As most of you know, on Tuesday, August 19th I had a midwife appointment. I knew she wanted to "strip my membranes" since I was full term, very dilated, and had a "favorable" cervix. After my appointment I came home and sat on a birthing ball for a long time. After lunch, I took a short nap and waited for my friend, Brooke, to arrive. She was REALLY hoping to meet Nolan, but he just couldn't be bothered with coming out yet. She and I walked with the kids down to the park in our neighborhood, it was good to catch up as the kids played.
I went to bed Tuesday night around 11:30 - feeling like nothing was going to happen. Then at 2:45am I felt a gush. I was pretty sure I hadn't peed the bed, so I got up and ran to the bathroom. Sure enough, it was my water breaking. I yelled for Tyson from the shower and he sprang into action. We both showered and dressed...I woke my mom up to tell her we were leaving. We were in the truck by 3:15. I called Nancy to let her know what was happening.
As we got closer to Ann Arbor, my contractions got harder and faster. I was timing them at 6 minutes apart. For the record - riding in a "Monster F&%$" on Michigan's pot-hole filled roads, while having contractions is VERY unpleasant. We made it to triage by 3:45am.
Around 4:15 the L&D nurse came to take me to my room. It was a long walk, but I was able to get there in between contractions. I sat on the edge of the bed while she entered my info into the computer and the tub was being filled with water. My body was shaking, which I knew meant I was in transition phase. At 4:45am I got into the tub. The water was hot, but it felt good! I sat up on my knees and leaned forward, resting my head on the edge of the tub. Immediately contractions got stronger and I started feeling a lot of pressure in my back. I won't lie - this sent me into a panic...thinking I was having another posterior baby.
My midwife walked in around 5:10. She applied pressure to my lower back as I was contracting and I felt immediate relief. A few contractions later I asked her if she could check my progress...and in the very next breath I was screaming that I was ready to push. She checked and sure enough, the baby's head was crowning. I got in all fours (instinctively, because I never imagined I'd deliver in that position) and 4 pushes later - the midwife passed Nolan under the water, between my legs, so I could lift him up into the world. He was born at 5:34am. It was amazing.
He never cried, just looked up at me - calm and alert. He was perfect. I was on an oxytocin (birth hormone) high afterward. I felt great. Tyson and I were blessed with our third child and we knew our family was complete.
If I would have written out the way I hoped Nolan's birth would go (before he was born)...this story, his story, would have been perfectly written.
Nolan and I had an extra day in the hospital. Long story short, he needed to receive an antibiotic before delivery - but he came SO fast there wasn't time to administer it via IV...so he had to stay 48hr for observation. I was discharged Thursday morning, but moved to a "Nesting Suite" so we could have a nurse continue to observe him. (FYI - he was PERFECTLY healthy, it was simply a matter of following hospital protocol)
Jack and Josie did some pre-Nolan shopping at the Dollar Tree. They came with gifts! A stuff dinosaur and a mini soccer ball...along with a Happy Birthday balloon.
Despite being a little guy - he was definitely "fully cooked." Just look at those cheeks!
Tyson is the most amazing Daddy! So much love.
See that hair? We're debating color. Some believe it has a hint of red, while others see "dirty blonde" or "light brown." Only time will tell....
Nolan has already met all four of his grandparents! He hopes they all visit him again soon - because he's pretty sure he slept through most of their first visit. He's Nancy & Denny's third grandchild and my mom & dad's sixth grandchild!
Which reminds me...HAPPY 35th WEDDING ANNIVERSARY to my mom & dad today!
When I was pregnant with Josie - I remember feeling guilty and sad that I was going to be taking time & attention away from Jack. As Josie and Jack have grown up together over the last 2.5 years, I've come to realize that - while they don't always get along - they do LOVE each other SO much. As we waited for Nolan, instead of feeling guilt I was excited. I couldn't wait to see how Jack & Josie welcomed their new baby brother.
When they came to the hospital to meet him - it was AWESOME! Truly a moment Tyson and I will never forget.
Josie was SO excited to hold the baby! She had to inspect him from head to toe.
Love this picture. I'd like to think it was her, "You did good, mom" moment...
Jack is a natural big brother. He held Nolan and told him he'd teach him to play soccer.
Then...this. My heart melted.
Lucky Nolan...he has a BIG brother and a BIG sister who can't wait to love him to death.
My midwives will let me go to 42 weeks...should this guy decide he's not ready to join us on his own. 42 weeks means I will have a September Baby. That's funny... But not really.
When Nancy was pregnant with Tyson - Denny LOVED the name August. He wanted to call Tyson "Auggie." Obviously, Nancy's name choice won out.
Fast forward 33 years... Like father, like son - Tyson threw out the name August. But - knowing that his due date was August 21st...I was pretty adamant that we would NOT be naming him August. Should I make it to 42 weeks, into September...the name August may be re-entered into consideration. I'm not down with that.
UPDATE: Had a midwife appt this morning and things were about the same as last week. She predicts this guy is fairly small - 7lbs or so. She stripped my membranes. If you know what this is...you know that it wasn't enjoyable. If you don't know what this is..."stripping membranes" - it's about as pleasant as it sounds. And as I left, she said, "So I'll probably see you tonight or tomorrow night." Let's ALL hope.
We took a drive over to South Lyon, MI today for a visit to a toy store. Being a "sleepy little town" - the toy store was closed. We ended up having lunch (and ice cream) at a really cute Root Beer stand.
Then we found a park to burn off some energy. Both kids were hot & sweaty by the time we got ready to leave.
We said GOODBYE to Grandma Nancy. She is heading back to FW, but will be back when Baby Boy graces us with his presence.