Ahh!! I have had this on my "to do" list since he was born and it has taken 2.5 months for me to actually sit down and get it done! Hopefully I can remember it right, I'm sure there will be things I forget.
My mom and sister flew in early this time (the last two births they barely made it). They came on New Year's Day and I went to the airport to pick them up. It was so fun to have them here. I think my mom and sister got a little more bonding time, because they stayed up late chatting, but I was determined to get to bed early each night so I would be well-rested when the baby arrived. My mom and sister were also unfortunately both coming down with a cold when they arrived so that was unfortunate. The night before my induction, my sister was so sweet to deep clean my whole kitchen for me! She even cleaned behind my oven and fridge! My stove never looked so beautiful and she cleaned out the gunk in our sliding glass door track that has been there before we even bought the house!
Sunday we all went to church and then Jeff and I dropped off the girls at their friend Eve's house around 5:30 ish. Chelsea was so sweet to entertain them while we were at the hospital. We checked in the hospital at 6 and I began to get very nervous! After I got all changed into my robe, Jeff gave me a blessing. The nurse inserted the cervadil and my contractions began pretty quickly. I want to say in the next hour or so. Finally around midnight, the nurse came in and asked if I wanted some ambien to help me sleep. I said yes, and I thought she was going to give me a pill, but she injected it right into my iv and it worked instantly! I was in the middle of saying something to her and I went right to sleep! It was pretty weird. It felt like the best deepest sleep ever and I couldn't feel my contractions as strong, but then at the same time I didn't feel very rested when I came out of it. There was also one point where I felt like I couldn't take a breath. It was like I needed to breathe but my brain couldn't remember how to tell my body how. It was a little freaky. I woke up in the middle of the night and could tell it was wearing off and started feeling my contractions more strongly so I asked the nurse for more. That probably was not the best choice because the next day I was having the hardest time staying awake all day! My Doctor came in and I told him that and he was like, "you mormons! I always tell them to only give Mormons half a dose because they can't handle a full one!" Then I told him I had double and he was like, "no wonder!"
The next day when the Doctor came in he said to go ahead and start the pitocin because I was only dilated to a 3. I could totally feel the muscles in my body fighting against the progression every time I had a contraction, I felt like my water was going to break, but it felt like my muscles were holding against it, if that is even possible, I don't know, but that is what it felt like. As soon as I got the epidural, I started to progress much faster. And once again, it was the best feeling in the world and made me want to cry because it felt so so good. Shortly after that, my water broke. I thought I was peeing, because it was before they put my catheter in, but she tested it and it was the amniotic fluid. The Doctor came in to check me and I think I was at a 4. I warned him that the other times, the Dr had barely made it in for the delivery. He left to do his business and Mom and Heather went to get lunch and told Jeff he should go workout, but I told him not to. A few hours later, and only 20 minutes or so after mom and Heather got back, I felt pressure like I was going to poop and I called the nurse in to check me and he was crowning! Same thing that happened with the other two. She closed my legs so that the baby wouldn't come out and they called Dr. Sepsei so he could come deliver. He came into the room and he was totally out of breath from running to the room and he was also really sick, which worried me a little about the baby being sick, but I guess it was okay. I pushed more than I had to with Cheyenne and Berkeley. I think it was two 10-20 second pushes and he came out! They gave him to me and he looked so scared, I just felt so bad for him. He was born at 1:49 pm and weighed 7 lbs 14 oz, our biggest baby to date! He was 20 3/4 ". All the nurses at the hospital said he was so beautiful.
Jeff went with Cannon to get bathed and tested and whatever they do. I was wheeled to the recovery room. I was so starving and the hospital was all out of sandwiches so I had two bowls of chicken noodle soup. Chelsea brought the girls to see Cannon and they were so excited. Then Mom and Heather took the girls home. Then, Jeff went to workout and brought me Chic Fil A. I had begun nursing Cannon, but no milk had come in yet. So they took the baby to the nursery and brought him to me when he needed to be fed. The next day I don't remember much, we just hung out in the room and admired the baby. The next night, I remember I was nursing Cannon and my nipples were hurting so bad. Then as I was nursing I got the worst nursing cramps ever along with the excruciating nipple pain, then I couldn't stop shaking I felt like I was having a seizure! And I felt freezing cold, but it wasn't cold. That was the most pain I was in the whole time I was in the hospital. Thankfully the nurse realized how much pain I was in and brought me some pain medicine and I was able to sleep a bit. The next day so many people were in and out of our room (Baby photographer, hosptial check out people, birth certificate people, nurses, room cleaning people, etc.) We also got Cannon circumcised that morning. So he was a little sad and fussy that day. Oh! And I had the BEST nurses. Sally was my recovery nurse and I am so sad I don't remember my L&D nurse's name but she was great too. So grateful for them!
Fast forward 2 1/2 months and we are in love with little Cannon Man. He is the sweetest, cutest little baby and we all fall more in love with him every day. Can't wait to live life with him in our family!
