Wild Man's Birth Story

Wild Man was welcomed into our family on May 25, 2006! Buddy I am so sorry this did not get posted on your actual birthday :(

May 21st I went into my OB for my check up and she informed me I was dilated to 3cm. I was ecstatic!!! However I was only 34weeks and 6 days along. Hang on...let me back up for just a second, Wild Man was a baby we tried very hard to conceive. I desperately wanted a boy sooooo bad. That is the only reason I couldn't say no to more babies after Miss Spitfire. I wanted him so much and the day I found out I was having a boy, I balled during the whole ultrasound. When she said I was having a boy she had to give me Kleenex's due to the snot and tears that were combining all over my face, LOL!!!! So needless to say I was more than anxious to meet him.

Back to my OB appointment ( sorry I get off track very easily). She also mentioned to me that she was going on vacation that Friday for 2 weeks. She offered me the choice of coming into the hospital Thursday morning to see how my contractions were coming along and if I could be induced she would induce me or I could just go on and risk her being on vacation if I delivered. I don't have a history at all of my kids coming early ( I had been induced with both my girls)! So without thinking of my beautiful boy, my selfish instincts of course chose Thursday May 25th to possibly be induced.

My Momma of course kept my girls for us. We went to the hospital and I was contracting but not having strong ones. They were very consistent, but not strong. J and I walked the halls for what felt like forever to get things moving along. It worked a little... my next check I was dilated to a 4, so she decided to break my water and admit me. J and I were so excited. I called J's mom and my Mom to let them know we were staying. I was then taken to the only room that was left... the C-section room. I was then hooked up to pitocin and things were trucking along. My nurse was great, my needs were met, I had an epidural put in around 6cm and J's Mom came to be with us, things were wonderful!!!!

About 8pm we realized my monitor was going off, the nurse came in calmly and asked me to roll over and put a pillow under my belly. She said it happens all of the time and rolling over helps the baby! The monitor was the baby's heart beat, it was very low :( I of course rolled over, but sadly the monitor wouldn't stop going off. She had me roll over to the other side, didn't work. She went and got some belly band to help push him down or something along those lines ( to be honest at this point I was a little frantic so I am not sure at all what the belly band was for)! I asked her to please get my doctor and she did. My doctor was in there within 2 minutes and she immediately said we need to get him out and we need to get him out NOW by C-section. I was balling and so scared. Scared for my baby, scared to have a C-section and scared of the unknown. I had 2 minutes for them to prep things so I called my mom to let her know and before I hung up they were wheeling me back.

They got me all ready and then J was brought in. I was shaking so bad I bit my tongue a couple of times. I had serious trimmers and was very nauseous. It was not a fun delivery at all. She had him out within 5 minutes after J was brought in. I sadly don't remember the exact minutes he was born ( I have this in his baby book I promise) but I know it was in the 9 o'clock hour ( pm). He was out and he was screaming, I had never been so relieved in my life to hear that loud shriek of a cry. All I kept saying was how little he was and how much he looked just like my girls. After I knew he was ok and I could talk again from crying so much, I asked if she knew what the problem was and he had the cord wrapped around his neck 2X's. Thank the Lord he never had to go to the NICU at all... he weighed 6lbs 9oz and was 18 in long and was healthy! He had the dark black hair and olive tan skin just like my girls! He was beautiful, too pretty to be a boy :)

To this day I find myself wondering, if the cord was due to my induction or if the induction was a blessing that saved his life! I will never know, but I will always question it.

I was so proud and so excited we had our boy. He was healthy, he was eating, peeing and pooing like he was supposed to. He never cried while in the hospital, so I thought he was completely perfect! Then we got home... he cried 24/7. Nothing I ever did helped him at all. He took almost an hour to drink every bottle and he ate every 2 hours. This every 2 hour feeding lasted throughout the day and night until he was 12 months. The DAY of his 1st birthday he slept through the night! I was the most tired and drained Momma out there for a YEAR! So just incase you couldn't figure it out...he was a HORRIBLE baby, but such a fun and hyper toddler. This past year has been the best year with him. When he turned 3 he became less defiant, a little more hyper, but not in the crazy way he was before, it was great! He is wonderful :)

To my handsome boy, I love you sooooooooo much! I wanted you more than you will ever know. You will always hold a special place in my heart. You keep me on my toes, but you always keep me laughing. I enjoy our late night snuggles and hugs and hope they never end! I love you with all of my heart and I am enjoying every minute of watching you grow up... yes even the ugly days! You make my heart smile and I can't wait to be there for every fun milestone you will soon start to hit! I love you my handsome buddy. Happy Belated Birthday ( still so sorry this was not done on your day)! Love, Mommy
XOXOXO