I'm happy to announce that after 9 months and 4 days, our baby has finally decided to make his appearance. With a little nudging that is. My due date was May 28. That ornery little baby waited so long that he's now a June baby. Tsk, tsk.
Dexton Matthew Reese showed up at 5:23 pm on Monday June 1st, weighing 7 lbs 12 oz and 21 inches long.
I went into the hospital at 11:00 AM to be induced. I was 4 days late and not really doing anything. I think at my appt that morning I was dilated to maybe a 2 and about 50% effaced. Which really didn't seem that great considering the fact that I had foolishly assumed I would have been holding my newborn for at least a few days by then.
When I got to the hospital, their system was down. They got me all ready and hooked up. And then we didn't do anything. I guess they needed the computer system to be up and running before they administered the pitocin. I was very uncomfortable and irritable. I was strapped to the bed and strapped with monitors but I wasn't having contractions and I wasn't in labor. It all seemed ridiculous. By 1:20 my doctor finally showed up and broke my water. By 2:00 I was finally started on the pitocin.
Two-thirty came and I was finally starting to feel like we were getting somewhere. I rated my pain at the time to be about a 3. By 3:45 I was starting to think about the epidural I didn't want to miss out on again. I decided to play it safe and ask early because I knew it would take a bit of time to get it going. Pain was rated to be about 5-6. I was guessing myself to be dilated about the same, 5-6 cm. Now, I'm not going to get on my high horse here, but I will say this. I don't know what in Sam hill was going on, but that anesthesiologist took freaking forever!!! I tried to be patient. I tried to keep my mouth shut. But I finally asked what was taking so long. He arrived by 4:30 and dilly-dallied doing who knows what until about 5 when he finally decided to administer the meds. By then I knew I was in transition. I asked to be checked and the head was right there. I started pushing around 5:15. The epidural had not kicked in at this point yet.
Dexton arrived at 5:23 and the epidural had kicked in about 40- 50%. An hour later I was completely numb. I couldn't feel my legs again until about 11. I hate epidurals. I am a much bigger fan of the intrathecals. This hospital doesn't offer them.
We are certainly glad he made it safe and fairly quickly. (If you ignore the date that is...)
It was love at first sight. We were lucky to have Grandma show up a couple of days earlier. She was able to keep the kids busy and having fun! There was some park playing and shopping that I heard about. But I'm pretty sure all the kids wanted to do was come and see their new little brother. There was much talk of hanging out at the hospital room all day. I didn't care for that idea at all.
We stayed for the required 24 hours and then we were outta there!
I let the kids pick out his coming home outfit. I think it was a 3-6 month size and therefore was a tad big.
Pa showed up at the end of the week to meet Dexton. The kids had a great time playing store and chess. We managed to fit in ice cream a time or two as well!
Dexton's first bath actually happened after the first week. We had to document it!
We love having Pa and Grandma come and we are always sad to see them go. This time it was goodbye for just a few weeks.....Uncle Daniel's wedding coming up!
Father's Day was just a couple of weeks after Dexton arrived. For Father's Day we got Ryan and the boys matching shirts. I must say it doesn't get much cuter than that!
Okay, maybe it does.......:)
