Friday the 13th started out like every other date night. Jeff and I went to Wingers for dinner and then hit up that 2012 movie. During the movie I started feeling some more consistent contractions. About 2 in the morning I thought that my water broke, so we packed up and headed to the hospital. We got all checked in and hooked up to the monitors and then tested the fluid only to find out it wasn't my water that broke. So just about the time we were ready to pack up and go back home one of the nurses noticed something a little off with Jack Jack's heart rate. My contractions weren't close enough or strong enough to admit us, but every time I would have one poor little Jack Jack's heart rate would drop. At about 7am I had gotten up for a minute, and when I laid back down his heart rate had a major dip and at that point a nurse came in and told us we weren't going anywhere.
Around 9am they broke my water and started me on pitosen. They kept telling us that we would most likely be having a c-section, but they wanted to at least try to induce me and see if his heart rate would stay stable enough to have a regular birth. Probably around 11:20 the doctor came in and informed me that they were going to take us into surgery unless I was dilated to an 8. Being that I was just at a 6 ten minutes prior we thought there was no way we would be at an 8, but to our surprise we were there! The next 20 minutes were almost surreal. They rolled in a bunch of equipment, then next thing I knew they were asking me to push, and two pushes later little Jack was here! They got him all cleaned up, rolled out all the equipment and brought in lunch. It was so weird, one minute we are going into a c-section, and the next I am sitting there with a baby in my arms and lunch on the table! Jeff and I just kept looking at each other like "what just happened???"
In the end we found out that Jack had the cord around his neck 2 times, so with each contraction the cord would get tighter causing his heart rate to drop. We can't say thank you enough to that nurse, who's name happened to be Heather, that caught the drop early on and kept us from going home. We feel so blessed to have this happy, healthy and beautiful baby boy in our lives. I am so excited to finally be a mom, and I can't remember another time in my life that I have felt so content and fulfilled. Being a mom is the best feeling ever!
Here are just a few of the bazillion photo's we have of the little guy...
Mama's little boy...
Our little family...
Proud Daddy...
Grandma "Dym"
Grandpa Kent
Grandpa Rick and Grandma Sheryl
Grandma Patsy
Look at all that hair!
Heading home from the hospital!
All my boys!
My congratulatory drink! Jeff's brother Tyler gave me this special Dr Pepper, and I have been waiting for the perfect occasion to drink it. Well I think Jack's birth definitely constitutes as that!
