Sunday, August 26, 2012

Hendrix Sloan

He finally arrived!  Yes, I said HE.  Hendrix Sloan Green was born on August 20, 2012 at 2:02 pm.  He weighed 8 lbs. 9 oz. and was 20.5 inches long.  Here's my birth story for those that are interested...

All of my babies prior had been born on the 37th week of pregnancy.  In fact, we had to take measures and meds to make sure they stayed in that long.  I just assumed that my 4th would follow suit?  Not so much.  At 35 weeks the baby was measuring big and my cervix had started to thin and I was dilated to a 1.  Same at 36 weeks.  Same at 37 weeks.  Same at 38 weeks.  What on earth?  At my 38 week appt my doctor stripped my membranes which should have sent me into labor, but instead it sent me to triage all day with hard contractions, but no progression.  I cried the whole way home.

My doctor gave me the option of inducing at 39 weeks if I was interested.  Let me start by saying that if it had of been one of the 3 before, I don't think I would have even considered an induction.  I was always of the mindset that the baby will come when it is ready.  However, it is August.  Enough said?  This is my most miserable pregnancy, I knew we weren't off on our due date, I knew this baby was big and I wanted him OUT.  Not to mention that at this point I only had 6 weeks of maternity leave left and I wanted as much time with him in my arms as possible.  All that being said, we scheduled for 8:00 am on August 20th.

5:30 - Alarm goes off
6:00 - I'm out of the shower, legs are shaved, makeup is being perfectly put on, hair is styled in big barrel curls.  I'm lookin good
6:45 - We head to Baylor Dallas
7:15 - We stop for breakfast tacos at Taco Joint
7:45 - I check into L&D
8:30 - Pitocin starts pumping through my veins
11:00 - I ask for an epidural, not because I was in pain, but because I knew my doctor would be there soon to break my water and I wanted the epidural before all that happened.
12:00 - Check me and I'm dilated to a 4 and 90% thinned
12:45 - My doctor breaks my water
1:30 - Check me and I'm a 7
1:45 - I feel the need to push
2:02 - Hendrix Sloan enters the world

By far my fastest and easiest delivery.  If I had to do it all over again, I would have done it exactly the same.  It was calm, there was no pain, I didn't break a sweat, he came out happy and healthy.  Come to find out the little stinker was sunny side up which explained why he never dropped and why my tailbone was killing me those last few weeks.  Here he is...

My beautiful sister, Heather, who is expecting her 3rd boy in January.  I see lots of cousin time in our future!

Lola holding Hendrix for the first time.  Homegirl is never seen without gum in her mouth.

This pretty much sums up how Becks felt about his brother the first day.

First family photo. 

Proud daddy.

Second day was a little better.  He would actually touch the baby.

Home sweet home.

We are all in love.  He is such a sweet baby.  He only cries when he's hungry and nurses like a champ.  We could not feel more blessed with our little miracle.

Thursday, August 16, 2012

Still No Baby...

I thought for sure by now I would be posting my birth story with pictures of our new baby.  No such luck.  I'm hoping that this is a sign that this baby is going to be super laid back.  I am almost 39 weeks, and although most people go the full 40, I never thought that would be me!  My other 3 hooligans were born between 37 and 38 weeks, so I just assumed that this one would follow suit.  I was very surprised to make it to work last week and even more surprised that my very forceful exam on Monday didn't do the trick.  Now everyday is comical and filled with me trying every old wives tale there is to try and kick start labor.

I'm trying to be patient and not let this waiting game make me even more pissy than I already am being pregnant. You see, I hate being pregnant.  Judge all you want, I'm just being honest.  Of course I LOVE the end result and would take 25 newborns if someone else would carry them for me.  All my pregnancies start out with 20 weeks of vomiting and then the contractions kick in a few weeks later.  I'm one of those people that contract at least every 10 minutes round the clock from about 25 weeks on.  Although they are just Braxton Hicks, they are hard on my body.  When you have so many all the time it just makes you sore, which means I don't sleep well, which means I'm a grump.  By the time you get to the 4th, there are no naps or rest for the pregnant lady because I have 3 littles to take care of when I'm not standing on my feet all day at work.  I know, throw me a pity party.

On a good note, my brother and sister and her family are all coming in to town over the next couple of days!  I love it when they are all here, we have a lot of fun together.  My sister is finding out what her 3rd baby is today.  She has two stinky boys, so of course I'm pulling for a girl!  On an even better note, my doctors office just called to tell me that I officially have an induction time of 8 am Monday morning.  Ahhh...there is an end in sight.  I really hope this baby decides to head South on it's own before then, but if not, he/she is getting the boot on the 20th!

The next few days will be filled with lots of cousin time, manis and pedis at Hawaiian Nail Bar and hopefully getting these gray roots covered!  We are all so excited to meet this new little babe and can't wait to find out what it is!  Today I'm thinking girl.  Yesterday I was thinking boy.  We shall see!