Wednesday, August 22, 2012….
Oh the wonderful anticipation! I was 4 cm dilated and having mild contractions. Hubby, Doctor and I all decided that tomorrow would be the day to have this baby! I couldn’t wait to meet my little guy. I was more connected to this baby throughout the pregnancy than I was my other two. Maybe because I knew he would be my last, or maybe because the 3 year break between my second born and Bennet had given me perspective on how fast it all goes. All I knew is that I wanted to cherish every. last. second.
We dropped the kids off at my parents house and told them we would see them tomorrow. They were SO excited to meet Bennet for the first time. I was a little bit nervous. Nervous about the next few months with wakeful nights and 3 children. Nervous about what kind of baby he would be. Nervous about what a family of 5 would look like. It seems so silly now that I was nervous about those things. I would give anything to have only those things on my mind, but I am getting ahead of myself…..
7 am Thursday, August 22, 2012….
I arrived at the hospital all ready to go. I made sure I felt pretty because I knew I would appreciate the pictures later. I had all of you on my mind and what kind of blog posts I would be doing about my hospital stay once I got home. I made sure my hubby took this picture for you all:
I always have a little anxiety about my choices to be induced and have an epidural. I knew people would judge me or think I was less than a mom for not having him completely naturally. Its not that I second guess myself, but you see, I am very much a “people pleaser” and I loath to have people think less of me……it all seems so silly now. Everything went exactly as planned. We got settled in our room and the nurse got the ball rolling. It was about 10am when labor really started and I knew I would go fast once I got started, so I got the epidural right away. Hubby and I were calm, relaxed and super excited.
At 1:15 pm after one push, my sweet, amazing and brave Bennet was born. 8lbs 3 oz and absolutely beautiful. He was my first baby to be born with blond hair and blue eyes. He stole my heart immediately.
He was perfect, healthy, normal. Passed all his tests, scored 8/9 apgar and breastfed perfectly. Once we were back in the recovery room my parents brought our kids see him. Everything was right with the world. My family was complete. I had so many plans for the holiday season and for the following summer… for the rest of our lives. I knew it would be hard to have 3 kids under the age of 5. I knew we would have challenges with money, time, discipline, contentment and a multitude of other things. I was nervous about being a good mom. You may have noticed, I like to have a plan. I like to be prepared for the good and the bad.
And for on beautiful day, all was right with the world……