Today Isaac celebrated his 5th bithday. 5 candles. We started a countdown chain a couple weeks ago and been taking one off each morning. This morning we were finally down to the last one. Everyday we also have been reminded hourly that his birthday is coming. He even went to bed early last night so that the morning would come faster. And when he woke up he said he was 5 and was time to take down the last link. All day he was waiting for his cake, which infact he doesn't like cake, but the thought of cake was cool (he wanted and got a Kung Fu Panda one). We asked him what he wished for after he blew out his candles and got...Oh dad, Oh mom. So he knew if he told us his wishes, they wouldn't come true. Smart cookie ;)
I wasn't really ready for him to turn 5, but Im more ready for that then sending him off to school in the fall.
5 years ago I thought finally...since he was 8 days past his due date, which was my birthday. He came 1 day before his scheduled induction.
Started out around 2:30am with 2-3 min contractions from the get go. Woke me straight up making me grab my husbands hand involuntarily. No question about 'is this it'. It was definately it. And of course I hadn't pack yet (yea I know, 8 days past and not packed yet), so we had to pack during the 2-3 min contractions, which was no fun. Thank god I had a list to go by. When we arrived at the hospital, I was 6cm with buldging water. So we got right settled in. The contractions were nasty, omg deathly nasty. Ripping/Stabbing feeling all over non-stop. I was crying, screaming, and was out of control. Once I got 8cm I screamed and begged for an epi. No way in hell I was going natural. I swear I would have passed out and died if I did. They were that horrible and I still cringe today on how aweful/horrid they were. Worst contraction pains hands down of all 3 kids. They were so slow at getting the epi and I had some fine words to tell about the hospitals slowness (I now laugh at what all I said during this labor). But once I got the epi, I was in HEAVEN and even thanked the God who administered it. Instant relief. I even let my parents in that were waiting in the waiting room. We talked and laughed and watched the monitors skyrocket (didnt feel a thing) until it was time to have the baby, in which they left. After 45 min of pushing (still didn't feel anything but felt when I needed to push), out came Isaac at 7:45am (actually/technically 7:44 but they asked if they could round up since the minute was almost over). 6lbs 13.5oz and 20.5in long. As soon as he was out I said I would do it again in an instant....but I think the epi was still talking and I was riding high on the adrenalin rush....But yes we did it again (Carson, 23 months later)...and one last time (Kianna, 4 years later).
Side note...Isaac was born in the old part of the hospital, which is now gone. It is now a parking lot.
I wasn't really ready for him to turn 5, but Im more ready for that then sending him off to school in the fall.
5 years ago I thought finally...since he was 8 days past his due date, which was my birthday. He came 1 day before his scheduled induction.
Started out around 2:30am with 2-3 min contractions from the get go. Woke me straight up making me grab my husbands hand involuntarily. No question about 'is this it'. It was definately it. And of course I hadn't pack yet (yea I know, 8 days past and not packed yet), so we had to pack during the 2-3 min contractions, which was no fun. Thank god I had a list to go by. When we arrived at the hospital, I was 6cm with buldging water. So we got right settled in. The contractions were nasty, omg deathly nasty. Ripping/Stabbing feeling all over non-stop. I was crying, screaming, and was out of control. Once I got 8cm I screamed and begged for an epi. No way in hell I was going natural. I swear I would have passed out and died if I did. They were that horrible and I still cringe today on how aweful/horrid they were. Worst contraction pains hands down of all 3 kids. They were so slow at getting the epi and I had some fine words to tell about the hospitals slowness (I now laugh at what all I said during this labor). But once I got the epi, I was in HEAVEN and even thanked the God who administered it. Instant relief. I even let my parents in that were waiting in the waiting room. We talked and laughed and watched the monitors skyrocket (didnt feel a thing) until it was time to have the baby, in which they left. After 45 min of pushing (still didn't feel anything but felt when I needed to push), out came Isaac at 7:45am (actually/technically 7:44 but they asked if they could round up since the minute was almost over). 6lbs 13.5oz and 20.5in long. As soon as he was out I said I would do it again in an instant....but I think the epi was still talking and I was riding high on the adrenalin rush....But yes we did it again (Carson, 23 months later)...and one last time (Kianna, 4 years later).
Side note...Isaac was born in the old part of the hospital, which is now gone. It is now a parking lot.
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