Here are the journal entries before and after Kaden was born.... I am sure that are much funnier to me than you all... but I thought I'd share anyway.
May 28, 2007
No baby yet! I can’t even believe it! Here is a time line of yesterday:
3:00 am: I woke up with very painful contractions. I was determined not to go to the hospital again unless it was a for sure thing. I am pretty sure they are as sick of me as I am of them. So I go and lay on the couch for about 2 hours practicing my mental control of pain.
5:00 am: Chris woke up and I suggested we go for a walk. We took a 30 minute walk in the brisk morning air until I decide to go back home. Chris is strongly encouraging me to go to the hospital but I am determined not to have another false alarm.
8:00 am: I am still contracting but they are not getting any stronger.
9:00 am: I decide to try and go back to sleep
11:00 am: I wake up with steady contractions still. I get up and do my hair and makeup
12:00 pm: We decide to go to the hospital. 9 hours of contractions has to mean something… Right??
1:00 pm: I am at the hospital laying in triage… I am dialated to a 4 and nothing is changing. They recommend I walk around the hospital.
3:00 pm: After 2 hours of walking around the hospital (We now know every inch of that place very well) We go back to labor and delivery in hope of good news.
3:30 pm: UNBELIEVEABLE…. No change still a 4 and 75% effaced. We go home.
OH MY HECK!!!! I am seriously at the breaking point. I have a doctor appointment tomorrow and I am asking… no demanding…. That she strips my membranes. A month of contractions is really more than any person deserves. I am still 2 weeks away from my due date….. 2 more weeks of a day like today will kill me I am sure.
June 4th ( Kaden was born on the 30th but I didnt get around to writing til the 4th)
Well I did it! When we went in to the doctor on Tuesday I asked her to strip my membranes again and she did. When we left the hospital I just knew he would be coming soon. I had a certain feeling of peace. I think that Heavenly Father knew I couldn't take much more. Although the morphine shots had been nice. At about 3:15 my water broke at home. (Chris was very helpful) He was home for lunch and was so cute when my water broke… he got all excited and just started rambling about everyone we needed to call and what we needed to do, in the meantime I was gushing water. I had made it to the bathroom but needed new garments and pants. It took awhile to get his attention so he could retrieve those things for me. Everything was already packed in the car for the hospital. We jumped into the car and made our way to the University hospital in Salt Lake. Jenny was in town for a job interview and she decided to come to the hospital with us. I wasn’t contracting very hard yet so the ride there wasn’t too uncomfortable, just wet. When we got to the hospital and I stood up and it was like Niagra Falls. Aapparently I had been pooling up quite a store of water. By the time we made it to the second floor of the hospital where labor and delivery was, I was truly waddling and I had water running down my leg. Jenny and Chris thought it was quite funny… and it probably was. We had to wait for about 15 minutes at the check-in counter before they would put me into triage. It was ridiculous and Chris wasn’t very happy. Then after they finally put me into triage there was no midwife available to check me. Apparently it was a pretty busy day so I sat there for about another 45 minutes just waiting to be checked. Needless to say I was sitting on the table just gushing water and it was very gross. When the doctor finally walked in she said “okay we need to check to make sure it is really your water that broke” I was pretty dang sure and when she lifted up the sheet there was no doubt in her mind either. Of course I couldn't blame them for being doubtful this was my 6th appearance... talk about the boy who cried wolf. So they finally admitted me about 5:00. I was dialated to a 4 and 80% effaced, which I had already been for a week and the contractions still weren’t very strong so they asked me to go walk for a half hour. I told Chris I didn’t feel much like walking but obliged anyway. After about 10 minutes of walking I was having contractions about 45 seconds apart and could barley breath, we decided it was time to go back to my room. For the next two hours I held out without an epidural… I would say those were the worst 2 hours of my life. At 7 I finally asked for my epidural, I don’t know now why I didn’t just get it sooner. Just as my luck would have it the anesthesiologists were all in a meeting and I had to wait another hour to get it. Chris was such a doll the whole time, he never left my side and during every contraction he would tell me how wonderful I was and how well I doing. He tried to joke around a few times but that didn’t go over very well. At 8 when I finally got my epidural it was sweet relief. It was almost instant and my body was numb. I had a little bit of pain still on my left side so they rolled me over to my left and pretty soon it was gone. I was still having very hard contractions but I couldn’t feel a thing. Chris’s family got there about 10 and everyone seemed amazed at how well I was doing. The doctors had come in and checked me and at 9 I was a 6 and 100% effaced at a 0 station. Then they came and checked me at about 10:30 and I was a 10 100% effaced at a 2 station. The doctor was amazed, I could have had the baby then and there but since I wasn’t feeling any pain I decided to wait and let my body push him down a little further on its own. Claudia has guessed May 30th for the due date so she was hoping I’d hold off til then. At about 11:30 the doctor came in and asked me if I’d like to start pushing and I said sure… at 12:02 little Kaden was born and he is the most beautiful baby I have ever seen......
The entry goes on for about another 2 pages... but I figure thats enough for the blog.
And last thing to this forever long post before I go.... these thoughts about being a mom
Before I was a Mom I never tripped over toys or forgot words to a lullaby.
I didn't worry whether or not my plants were poisonous.
I never thought about immunizations.
Before I was a Mom - I had never been puked on.
Pooped on.
Chewed on.
Peed on.
I had complete control of my mind and my thoughts.
I slept all night.
Before I was a Mom I never held down a screaming child so doctors could do tests.
Or give shots.
I never looked into teary eyes and cried.
I never got gloriously happy over a simple grin.
I never sat up late hours at night watching a baby sleep.
Before I was a Mom I never held a sleeping baby just because I didn't want to put it down.
I never felt my heart break into a million pieces when I couldn't stop the hurt.
I never knew that something so small could affect my life so much.
I never knew that I could love someone so much.
I never knew I would love being a Mom.
Before I was a Mom - I didn't know the feeling of having my heart outside my body.
I didn't know how special it could feel to feed a hungry baby.
I didn't know that bond between a mother and her child.
I didn't know that something so small could make me feel so important and happy.
Before I was a Mom - I had never gotten up in the middle of the night every 10 minutes to make sure all was okay.
I had never known the warmth, The joy, The love, The heartache, The wonderment or the satisfaction of being a Mom.
I didn't know I was capable of feeling so much before I was a Mom.
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