Six years ago today we were sitting in a hospital room in Seattle with our day old baby boy recovering from just 2 hours of sleep in 2 days. Jackson Edward was born January 3, 2005 after 17 hours of labor and 1.5 hours of pushing via C-section. That was officially the longest day of my life, because the day literally started at midnight, when my water broke, and didn’t end until sometime close to midnight when we finally made it to our hospital room after he was finally born.
On January 2nd, I woke up with this feeling that we needed to get our Christmas decorations done. I just felt if it didn’t get done that day they would be up until Easter. So Jim (2 weeks post hernia surgery) and me (enormously pregnant) took down everything, tree, decorations, Spode Christmas dishes, outside lights, packed it all up and somehow got the boxes into the attic. Now you are saying, no wonder you had the baby the next day.
At 10 p.m. we both fell into bed, exhausted and sore, only to be jolted awake 2 hours later when my water broke. I bolted to the bathroom and sat there wondering, now what. Jim joined me and sometime in the next 10 minutes while waiting for a call back from the doctor’s office, disclosed that he had taken 2 vicodin at 10. Seriously, no wonder my water broke.
After phone calls to California, waking my parents to try to get my Mom on a plane first thing we left for the hospital. Yes, Jim drove, because by now I was having contractions. We had to get to the hospital, because my amniotic fluid wasn’t clear, (I know TMI) and they wanted me there.
Once at the hospital (now 1:30 a.m.) they checked us in and we tried to get settled. By 6:30 I wasn’t progressing fast enough, so they decided to start Pitocin, or pure hell if you haven’t had an epidural, which I hadn’t. The next 2 hours are a complete blur, thank god, then I finally was able to get the epidural.
My Mom arrived about 10 a.m. convinced that she was going to miss everything. Finally at 5 p.m. it was time to start pushing, but there was no pushing this child out. At 7 p.m. the doctor said no more and they began prep for the C-section. Jack was doing fine, so my doctor actually went delivered another baby who was ready.
Jack was born at 7:51 p.m. My Mom and Jim got to be in the delivery room and hold him right away. He was 9 lbs 9 oz and 21 inches long with a head full of strawberry blond hair. After the nurse cleaned him up he feel asleep under the warming light. My 3 aunts, who had waited there all day, got to be his first visitors.
Six years ago our lives changed forever, we became a family. I will always be a mom and he will always be my little boy who loves to cozy and finds the good in everyone. (Actually we cozied today.)
Happy Birthday Jack!