The "birth story" is pretty uncomplicated, which was just what we wanted. My midwife had given me until March 6th before she insisted that I be induced (I was due on the 2nd, so he came on his due date... way to be prompt, little guy). I really didn't want to be induced, so on Thursday morning, I had a prayer and a heart-to-heart with 'baby'. I told him I wanted him to come on his own time and in his own way... but that he only had until the next Tuesday to do so. Apparently our conversation, or my prayer - or both - worked. I woke up that night (which technically was Friday morning) around 12:50 am to go to the bathroom. I noticed my contractions had changed - stronger and closer together. I woke Cory up at 1:00 am. After only 10 or so minutes, we decided we'd best get to the hospital. I called my parents at 1:13 am and my dad drove here to be with Spencer, while my mom met us at the hospital. The roads were crappy due to the recent snow storm, but since it was 1:30 in the morning, we didn't have any traffic. Contractions were only 1-2 minutes apart. Cory ran 2 red lights (after checking to see the coast was clear!) By 2:05 we were admitted. I changed into a gown, and of course, threw up. The nurse checked me, said I was dilated to a 5 and 90% effaced. After checking baby with the monitors, I got on my birthing ball. I bounced, breathed, counted, and visualized meeting my new baby, and when contractions got really intense, I squeezed my poor mother's hand. Cory pressed on my back and hips, easing the pain a bit. Contractions got more intense and I got a big urge to push. No one was in the room but me, Cory and mom. I was yelling, and a nurse came running in. I told her I needed to push. I managed to get on the bed, the nurse checked me, and said I was at a 10. She pushed some button, and like 5 more people appeared, including a doctor who was in jeans and polo shirt. A few pushes, and out came Jordan. All in all, labor was only about 2.5 hours. My midwife didn't make it, since I progressed too fast and it was the middle of the night. I was happy to finally meet Jordan and NOT be pregnant anymore. We snuggled and enjoyed our time together.
We came home from the hospital on Saturday night. Jordan is healthy, and I am healing great. I had no tearing, no severe bleeding, no complications. It really was the birth that we had all hoped for. Fast and intervention-free!
7 lbs. 2 oz.
Spencer's already such a good big brother
I love my boys! All 3 of them!