Thank you again for all the wonderful emails I’ve received and continue to get, I’m working my way through them and promise to respond soon! Without further adieu, on Tuesday July 19th at 0645 am we were induced and Boaz arrived (finally) at 1050pm that night! Yep, none of my kiddos wanna come out even when forced! Essentially I was on pitocin, which is one evil mad dog drug. I tolerated those contractions on a fitness ball for a good couple hours then threw in the towel when I learned I was only at 4cm and coudn’t breathe through them or make much progress. They brought in the epidural and I asked for the smallest dose possible and was thrilled when I could still feel my legs and actually move around, best of both world my friends!
After the epidural (4pm) I labored on without feeling pain but just pressure which was truly a joy! Being present in the room and of my sound mind was such a gift! When it came time to push the nurse discovered he was sunny side up, so in order to turn him she had me get on all fours in the bed for a half an hour and with the light epidural, I could do it! Yippee! And guess what? It worked!
I pushed for a half hour and out he came, tears of joy and laughter all around. I appreciated how nurse-driven the whole thing was, the doctor came in to catch in the last 5 minutes.
Aside from the standard lack of sleep, we stare and coo at our honeybee all day long and thank the Lord for his perfect bill of health!
A Christian, married to an insanely gifted and talented Marine husband, mother to Gideon (15), Boaz (10) and our rainbow baby, Shiloh. I’m actually an R.N turned accidental photographer, currently living in Fredericksuburg, Va after completing our final tour in Okinawa Japan. You'll find travel, Jesus, and lifestyle posts here on the Journal.