I can’t believe we’re nearing Griff being two whole months old.
I also can’t believe that I went through labor two months ago. It all seems like a blur, yet I can remember every single moment until Griff came into the world. Griff’s due date was January 16th, and for some reason I had this gut feeling that he would come early. HA! That gut feeling was what I wanted to happen, but we ended up having to schedule his delivery for the 20th.
My parents came into town to be with us the week after Griff was born. On the 19th, we went out for dinner (and to the casino, lol). My mom and I were waiting for my Dad and Johnny to pick us up from parking, and I was standing around I felt something start to trickle. I didn’t think much of it though because I had really lost all control of my bladder and just assumed I had wet my pants again, haha. We drove home through the mountains and made it home, but I still was “peeing” myself without any control. We called our doctor and we both confirmed that it couldn’t be my water breaking for various reasons. Johnny was sure it was it. I didn’t want to look like an idiot going to the hospital for them to say “you just peed your pants, maam”. So, we went to bed.
The next morning, was the day I was scheduled to be induced. I didn’t have to go into the hospital til 8:30PM that night, so we went about our day as normal. My mom and I finished Griff’s nursery and we went out to eat at an italian restaurant (we figured you should carb up before pushing a human out, haha). My mom had me doing all of the old wive’s tales to try and get Griff to come out on his own. I was eating licorice, drinking and eating so much pineapple, and walking everywhere I could go.
We went to the hospital and went straight to our room, 2017. 17 has always been my lucky number for some reason, so I already felt like it was going to go well. I really didn’t have much of a birth plan besides 1. give me all the drugs and 2. have the baby. I felt calm and ready for whatever was about to happen.
I changed into the nightgown and started being hooked up to monitors. The nurse asked if anything was starting to happen and I mentioned that I was wetting my pants a lot within the last 24 hours. She checked to see what my cervix was dilated to and let me know that my water had actually broke. Insert eye roll here. Johnny knew he was right, and I felt like an idiot.
From there, we had to move things a little quicker, because once your water breaks it’s safest to deliver within 24 hours and I was already over that time frame. I was given petocin to start the contractions. I hadn’t had any Braxton Hick’s contractions during my pregnancy, so I didn’t really know what to expect. Dang, they came fast and they were painful. The original plan was to get checked in that night and have the baby some time the next day, but my labor was all through the night. I was given some pain medicine that ended up making me feel very sick and inevitably throwing up. I wanted to try to go as long as I could before getting the epidural.
After getting sick, we decided it was time to get the epidural. I tried to stay as still as possible, and was ready to feel a ton of pain, but it actually wasn’t that bad. All I felt was a sharp pinch and a warm, tingly sensation.
From there, it was just a waiting game. Johnny and I napped on and off and my parents stayed in the room with us. Eventually, I started to be able to feel the contractions again. We had the most amazing nurse who we connected with instantly. She told us it was time to start pushing, and that my doctor was on the way.
Johnny had every intention of staying up by my head during the delivery, but our nurse told him to grab a leg and that put an end to that thought. Looking back, we are so grateful that happened because Johnny was able to give me a play-by-play and tell me how much farther along I needed to push. At one point he said, “babe–he has so much hair!” That gave me a rush of energy to get him out so I could see his face.
Our epidural was amazing. I literally did not feel a thing. We laugh because somehow the movie Bridesmaids was playing in the background, and in between pushing we would watch the movie and laugh at our favorite parts. It was an unbelievable experience, and I know it’s not common to feel pain during delivery, but it made it such an enjoyable time. My parents were on the fence if they were going to stay in the delivery room with us or not, but because of how easy and painless it was, my mom stayed and took pictures while my Dad waited in the other room til Griff’s delivery.
We pushed for an hour total. At one point, we were afraid that I would deliver without my doctor there. He was ready to be out in the world much quicker than we anticipated. My mom was looking out the window, asking what kind of car our doctor drove so we knew exactly when she was coming. As soon as the doctor came into the room, we pushed three more times and Griff was here.
He was so beautiful. I couldn’t believe that nine months had led to him. All of the pain, sleepless nights and mornings of sickness were all in that moment so worth it. Johnny and I just cried and held on tight to our new baby boy while counting his fingers and toes. I joke because he came out with his left eye shut and I immediately thought he was born without a left eye, haha! Its funny because it’s something he still does to this day when he wakes up, sometimes he’ll only open his right eye until he wakes up more.
Griff was born at 4:23 PM on January 21st, 2019. He weighed 7 pounds, 8 ounces and was 20 inches long.
We stayed at the hospital for a couple days and we were so ready to go home. Griff never struggled with feeding, and was at his birth weight before we left the hospital.
Griff is the most amazing little baby. He never cries unless he’s hungry and never makes a fuss. He’s the easiest to calm down, and was on a schedule pretty quickly.
It’s crazy to think he’s been a part of our family for almost two months now. We are beyond thankful that Griff’s birth was a smooth process that left everyone happy and healthy. We love you baby boy!