Jaylee slept at my parents house so Chris and I got to sleep in together. Of course Chris still went to the gym. The day before the nurse told us that they would call and tell us what time to come in and that if they didn't call by 11 to call them. We got all dressed and started picking up. We eventually ran out of things to do so we sat on the couch. 11 came around so I called them and they told me that I could come in at noon. We had half an out until we had to be checked in so we left right then. I couldn't believe that it was finally here and that we were headed to the hospital to get our little boy. We got checked into our room. After we got settled we put on the TV and watched Dr. Phil. I really liked all of the nurses that I had. The first two that I had were nice and easy to talk to. One was an older lady and the other was a young intern. They answered all my questions, even the interesting ones. Chris and the nurse kept asking when I wanted the epidural because I planned on getting one. The nurse said what the reasons were that I wanted to wait. I said that the needle scared me so I wanted to be in enough pain to not care how big the needle was. She told me that everyone is scared of the needle but that it really is that bad. She said the needle only goes in maybe an inch. The needle is so long because it is a one size fits all needles but since Im small it wouldn't be that bad. That made me feel so much better and I told them to send him in, I was starting to hurt anywhe ay. So he came in and gave me the epidural. Chris and I had to couch eachother threw it, Chris has a hard time with this part too. They told us that relationships grow stronger when you look into eachothers eyes. So they were going to have us do marriage therapy in the process. ha ha After the epidural was in and working I could relax again. However it wasn't long after that that I started to feel the pressure that they told me to look for. I told Chris to get the nurse fast because it came on suddenly. They came in and checked me to find that I was at a eight. They called Dr. Young to tell him to get on his way. I went so fast with Jaylee that they said they would estimate half that time for Nixon. Doc Young came in a long with the intern at his office. He told me that he thought that he could get the baby out without having me tare I would just have to do exactly as he said. So I did I listened and did as he said. The epidural helped for the most part but I had a stinging pain that made me want to quite.like I would just rip. Luckily I didn't have to push very long it was maybe 5 minutes. That was the mostl that I have ever put into such a short amount of time and I was tired. Chris still wasnt interested in cutting the cord so the doctor did. They handed me Nixon and I just held him. He looked perfect. I have loved having a daughter and now I couldn't believe that I had a son. Nixon we are truely blessed because of you.
After everything was cleaned up Chris took Nixon to take a bath. The nurse said that they would transfer me to my recovery room after the epidural wore off. About 45 minutes went by and I was still numb. The nurse said that they would just have to clean me off on the bed and wheel me down. As she was getting everything together I pointed out that she couldn't take me yet because I was still hooked up to the epidural bag. She took a look at it and realized that the epidural was still going. Ahhhh! lol I didn't complain though, just more time that I dont have to feel, She wheeled me down were I saw everyone coming to visit me and my mom was sitting in my room worried sick about me. The nurse, who was about my size, told e to put my arm around her and she would try to carry me to the bed. She said to push of as much as I could with my legs. However the second that my body came out of the chair i became limp and she basicaly dragged me to the bed. I felt bad but I really had no control of my legs. After I got settled people came in a few at a time to see me and NIxon, who was all washed off.
We stayed for 3 days total and finally got to go home.
January 21-23, 2015
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