April 14, 2011

The day was finally here! Either today or Friday Steve and I would meet our little Monkey. I don’t think I slept at all the night before because I was so excited. That morning I woke up so early to get ready and tidy up the house, so when we arrived home from the hospital it would be nice and clean. Steve stayed in bed and tried to convince me to do the same. I was a little freaked out because I heard horror stories of inductions taking forever and that it was the worst thing ever. I was also nervous to have an Epidural. My cousin Ali had one and the Dr. had to put hers in three times. I definitely did not want that big needle stuck in my back time after time.

I was supposed to be at the hospital at 6:50 am, so I could get checked in and they could start the pitocin at 7. Steve and I were the first to arrive at the Family Birthing Center and got all checked in. We waited out in the waiting room for my mom to arrive and my nurse.  I think at this point I was more excited than scared.  My nurse Annie came out to get us and take me to my room.  She was so nice and had a nursing student who was also very pleasant.  I did all the prep in a very short time and then they had to leave me for an emergency birth. By the time they came back it was 9am. I was a little bit disappointed because I really wanted to be in full labor by then. It was time to wait. I was doing fine until real labor had started. A few hours later I decided it was time for the Epidural. The Dr. was so nice and made me feel confident that she was doing it once. It was done super fast which I was thankful for. Steve just held my hands and re-assured me that everything would be ok.  The evening and night went by super fast which was a blessing. Steve’s parents came and waited along with my parents, Jeff, Aszia, and David Moorhead. 

It was about midnight when Dr. Montville came in to break my water which I was so thankful for.  It wasn’t too long after that I told my wonderful nurse Erin I felt a lot of pressure. She checked and I was ready to start pushing. My mom called my dad and brother to tell them to come down to the hospital because it could be any time. Steve’s parents went into the waiting room while my mom and Steve stood by my side. I pushed for an hour and a half which wasn’t bad. I was expecting it to be two plus hours. The pushing wasn’t bad at all until the last two pushes. I just wanted to be done already then at 2:29a.m. Andrew Charles Jones was born.  I was so happy to finally look at my son.

The nurses had to take him right away because he had swallowed some baby poop and they wanted to make sure that it didn’t get in his lungs. He cried which no one wanted him to do so they tried to get everything out of his longs and to get him to breathe. I was so nervous and I just wanted to hold my Monkey. Steve was over with the nurses trying to get him to cry. Andrew would start crying but as soon as Steve started talking he would calm down.  I laughed because the nurses told him that he had to stop talking to him. I took my mind off of what was happening to my baby and started praying and talking to my wonderful Dr. It helped quite a bit because I was talking to her how excited I was for her on having her own baby on the way and talking about the placenta and everything else while she was getting me all stitched up. An hour later I was finally able to hold my baby! I was so excited. Steve brought him over to me and we both were so happy to have our little man finally join our family.

Steve and I went to bed while the nurse gave Andrew a bath and gave him his shot. We were able to get some rest before our visitors came to see the baby. Friday was just a blur to us. I was able to take a Jacuzzi which was so nice and relaxing. By that night I was just ready to get of that really uncomfortable hospital bed and be in my own home and bed. We stayed up somewhat late that night because some of our friends weren’t able to make it till later. Then one of the nurses came in to do Andrew’s and my vitals. She said that his heart was a little fast and that they will watch it and there is nothing to worry about. Steve and I both had a feeling there was something to worry about, but we gave it to Jesus.

It was Saturday I was supposed to stay in the hospital till Sunday, but one of the Dr.’s said I could go home if I wanted to.  I said yes and then Steve and I started packing all of our items and getting ready to go. While Steve was taking our things down to the car Dr. Starr came in and did Andrew’s last check-up before we went home. It took him a little bit longer than it did before and then that’s when I started to worry. He didn’t say anything but I could just tell. I was praying to myself that everything would be ok.  When he was done, he explained that Andrew had a heart murmur and he would see if the cardiologist could take a look at it. He also said it could be nothing, but it could be something extremely serious. I held it together until Steve came in the room and then I melted in his arms. Steve stepped out of the room for a bit to call his Dad and Danny Houde (a close friend of ours) while my parent’s arrived to be with us. The nurse came and got Andrew to take him to NICU while we waited for them to come back. Steve and I really wanted to go with them, but they were waiting for him. There have been a few times where I have seen Steve cry at our wedding and one of the times we argued. He and I both melted. My dad and mom proud as so did many people who knew what was going on. I felt scared and confused. I didn’t want to lose my baby or have him have surgery.  God knew that we needed to trust in him a little bit more. The Dr. came in and said that it wasn’t all that serious. I was so thankful! He said he would just keep an eye on it and that if anything changed he would let us know. I was so ever thankful!

We were finally able to go home and take our little bundle of joy with us. As we loaded everything in the car, I told Steve that the 16^th was Lacie’s baby shower and that if I’m feeling up to it I would go. He thought I was crazy for wanting to go and so did Lacie. Andrew and I went and had a good time. I wasn’t feeling bad for just having a baby! J Thank GOD! After I got home the McGinnis family came over to meet Andrew.  They were so excited he was finally here. My parents brought dinner that night which was nice to have a home cooked meal! I was so sick of hospital food, but didn’t want to cook anything. Steve and I gave Monkey a bath that night which was so much fun. He didn’t mind the water at all which was a blessing. We went to bed a little bit early so we could get up in the morning and go to church.

I was so happy that I was still able to do everything I wanted to do while having a newborn. He is such an easy baby which I am so thankful for.