Wow, I owe an update on this blog in a BIG way. I knew it had been a while since I last posted but I honestly had no idea it had been almost two months. Oops! I guess that is what happens when you are busy having a new baby!!
So yeah, let’s get the update started with an introduction to my new baby boy!
Introducing, Lane David Riley
Birth date: November 28, 2014, 10:19am
Weight: 7 pounds 7 ounces
Length: 19 3/4 inches long
Lane has been such a blessing to our family and now, three weeks in(sleep deprivation and all), we cannot imagine life without him.
I’m really not sure where to even begin because I feel like there is so much to tell. I think I will start from the beginning, with his birth story and elaborate more on “life with a new baby” in a separate blog post soon.
If you check out my last blog post, you will see that I made a prediction that Lane would arrive on November 28, just one day before my birthday. Obviously, I was right on with that guess!
The night before I went into labor I definitely noticed a change in the way I felt. Pelvic pressure was more intense and the shape of my belly was “off”. Even so, I woke up on Thanksgiving morning feeling pretty good. Lance’s mom and her significant other, Papa Jim were joining us for a brunch and I was up and at it pretty early getting everything prepared. As much as I wanted the baby to come, I started to feel like he might be making his entrance closer to his due date which was December 5th.
Thanksgiving evening I started having some contractions that were pretty painful. I was sure it was “false labor” because while they were strong-ish, they weren’t really consistent. Still, I clued my friend Serena in just in case because she had very sweetly offered to watch my kids if I went into labor in the middle of the night. Because of course if I went into labor, it would be in the middle of the night. That’s just how life works.
After everyone went to bed that night, I was still having pretty intense contractions so I decided it was best to start tracking them. Most were about 7 minutes apart but every now and again they would get a bit closer. Finally, around 12:30am, I woke Lance up because I was having a hard time dealing with them without using cuss words. Yep, that’s how I get through the pain. I put a call in to the doctor and when she heard the pain in my voice while talking, she advised it was time to come in. So, at about 1am, we woke up Camryn and Liam and headed to Serena’s house and then the hospital. At this point, I was 90% sure it was the real deal but part of me still wondered.
At the hospital, it was determined that I was indeed in active labor (yay!)but I was feeling almost every contraction in my back. Back labor is the most painful thing, I tell you. With ALL my kids, I experienced excruciating back labor and it’s because they have all been in a posterior position. Because I was trying for a VBAC, I was unable to walk around, labor in a tub or bounce on a ball like I had planned to help alleviate the pain. I had hoped to go in without needing drugs but was always open to the idea because well, I don’t like pain and think it really isn’t necessary. Plus, being on my back and side weren’t helping the back labor at all. Finally, when I reached 6 cm I
requested demanded the epidural. It was the best decision I ever made! Okay, who am I kidding here. I would have liked to not need drugs but I was always aware that I would get them!
While I was progressing at a normal rate as far as dilation, Lane wasn’t dropping quickly enough and it was because of his posterior position. The on call doctor at that time let me know that if we weren’t able to get him into a more ideal position, a c-section was very possible. I cried upon hearing this because I was SO determined to give birth via VBAC. Fortunately, I had the best nurses ever who wanted to see that happen for me. They did everything they could to ensure that Lane turned, from putting me into the craziest positions possible(with an epidural mind you) to keeping a positive attitude the entire time. Lucky for me, all of our hard work payed off. I finally was fully dilated, baby was engaged and it was time to push. Honestly, that was the easy part, thanks to the epidural. I was still able to feel contractions but just as pressure rather than pain so I was able to feel when to push. After about 20 minutes of pushing we welcomed our precious baby boy into the world.
It was such an amazing experience for both Lance and I and one we will never forget. While my first two births were just as special in their own way, they were also surgical births and for me, a lot of fear surrounding them. Plus, the recovery from a c section is just hard. And painful. Now don’t get me wrong, a vaginal birth has its own set of issues (episiotomy, bladder control, ect) that I wasn’t expecting but overall, I am super happy with this birth experience. I’m even happier that I won’t be doing it again. Third time is a charm around here. We now have the “big” family we always hoped for and now is the time to just let life happen and watch our three children grow.
Speaking of our three children, watching my oldest two meet Lane for the first time has been the highlight of my life. They are just as in love with him as Lance and are I and I know the love will only grow each day. I truly feel that I have blessed all three of them with the best gift ever. The gift of family!
If you have children, how many do you have? How many do you want to have?
Did you grow up in a big family? What were the pros and cons? Okay….just give me the pros. I don’t really want to hear the bad stuff!