Davis' Birthday Story

This is another birth story post, just thought I'd give you fair warning. We finally get to hold and love baby boy #3 and he is a sweetheart. At my appointment on the 17th, I was dilated to a 5. We had already set my induction for Friday, the 19th so I went home to wait. I had contractions every 10-20 minutes for the next 3 days, but that wasn't anything new. The hospital was supposed to call us anytime between midnight Thursday night and midnight Friday night to come in. Once we got the call, we were supposed to be there in 30 minutes. So Thursday night we got all of the last minute things in order and went to bed with the phone nearby.
Needless to say, we did not get a phone call that night. Carter and I woke up and made pumpkin chocolate chip muffins, which were yummy by the way, got everyone dressed, breakfast cleaned up, and continued our waiting. Thankfully my good friend and neighbor called us and told us they were going to the festival of trees and wanted to know if we wanted to come. A very welcome distraction! We loaded everything in the car just in case, brought the cell phone just in case, and headed out. It was really fun. While we were there we ran into one of my old student's Mom, who is a labor and delivery nurse. She asked when I was a due and we were joking that I was supposedly having him that day, but I wasn't sure. She assured me they HAD to call by midnight.

We finished at the festival, and got us some Jimmy John's on the way home. We had a picnic on the front lawn and let the boys color with chalk for a while. I wanted to keep the house clean, so I wouldn't let them play inside. I'm so mean! Some neighbors came over to keep us company, and we ended up going to their house for a little while. Spencer called the hospital to see what was up. They said all of the beds were full, but they were hoping to call around midnight or a little AFTER. I was beside myself. What a wasted day. The boys were so confused and we were DONE.

We decided since we were going in so late, we would just leave the boys at the neighbors house that night so we didn't have to wake them in the middle of the night. We went to their house, watched a movie and hung out for a few hours. Then we got the boys to sleep and left them there. That was so hard for me. I'm a whimp when it comes to being away from my kids. They aren't the best sleepers and I was so worried they would wake up and not know where there were and be scared. Anyway, we went home, I cried for a few hours, took a bath, and went to bed. I actually slept really well, which was a huge blessing. Giving birth with no sleep for 2 days was not something I was excited about.
We woke up the next morning without a phone call, so we headed over to pick up the boys. Andrea made us pancakes, which was so nice, so we ate breakfast and hung out with them for a little while. We left to get some lunch, go to the distribution center, and do whatever else we could think of to pass the time. Keep in mind, our poor friends who were watching the boys for us were in limbo this whole time too! They are so great to let us take up 4 entire days of their lives! We had some macaroni and cheese for dinner and FINALLY about 6:30 on Saturday night, the hospital called and told us they were ready for us. We needed to be there by 7:30. So again, we loaded the kids in the car and took them to the Painter's house.
We got to the hospital and they got us into our room. I changed and got all hooked up to the monitors, got my IV, and answered a million questions. I just kept telling them I wanted my epidural BEFORE the doctor broke my water. That was my only request. We watched The Office for a few hours while I was getting pitocin and my antibiotics for Group B Strep. I was having contractions, but I had been for 2 weeks. What's new? ha ha ha. The nurse told be I could have my epidural anytime because I was already dilated. I told her I didn't care when, just as long as it was before they broke my water. She said Dr. Lunt had gone home for a few hours, so we had plenty of time. Then all of a sudden he showed up! And broke my water before I had the epidural. They hurried and called the anesthesiologist and he got there pretty quickly. It was really only 5 or 10 minutes before I started having really painful contractions. They got the epidural in, but it wasn't working. They called him back after about 10 minutes and he tried to fix it. Finally, he unhooked the pump and just put some medicine right in with a syringe, and that did the trick. I was SO NUMB!! I couldn't feel a thing and i was even a little numb up to my neck! ha ha ha. Then about 10 minutes later they checked and I was 10 cm and ready to go. Dr. Lunt was delivering another baby though so we had to wait for him.

When he got there, they flopped me around, because I was so numb I couldn't move, and we were ready to start pushing. I pushed for less than 10 minutes, and he was here! Born at 1:43 am on November 21st, he weighed 8 lbs. 12 oz. and was 20.5 inches long. He had the saddest little cry the nurses just loved it. He had chubby cheeks and a pointy little chin like his brothers. He has LONG fingers and toes, and lots of dark hair. His skin was peeling a lot and the nurses were saying he looked like an overdue baby. It makes me think the due date WE had figured out was right and the one the DOCTOR figured wasn't.

Anyway, they flopped me on to another bed, (because I seriously couldn't move!) and wheeled us to our room. We stayed up and help him for a while and then we all got some sleep. When I woke up the next morning, I was still pretty numb. When I could finally feel my legs and got up and walked around, Spencer went and got the boys so they could come meet their brother. They got there about 10:00 and stayed until almost 6:00 that night! They were so good! We just hung out with our new little family watching movies, playing legos, and holding the baby. It was a really fun day. Spencer took them home to get them some dinner and then dropped them off at the Layman's so he could come back to the hospital. We got to leave that night at about 9:30. So total, we were at the hospital for 26 hours. Not to bad right?

We just love Davis! He is a great little guy and his brothers are so cute with him. Mason loves to hold him and Carter lets us know anytime he makes a noise because he doesn't want him to be sad. Spencer got to stay home with us for 2 weeks and it was great. He went back to school today, so I feel like this is my first day as a mother of three. ha ha ha. It's almost noon though and we are all in one piece, happy, and I think we might survive this! (I won't mention all 4 of us are still in our pajamas. . . .)