November 3rd...

The craziest and best day of my life.

So after nine months of waiting. . . FINALLY I made it to my due date. The only problem was, I wasn't in labor. I called in sick to work and sat around all day being pissed off that I was still pregnant. Even after telling myself for weeks that I probably wouldn't have the baby on or before my due date, I couldn't help but be a little annoyed that I was still pregnant on November 2nd. My phone was flooded with texts asking if I had gone into labor yet, like I needed reminding that I was still pregnant. I had convinced myself that labor was at the very least, days away. I didn't want to feel a contraction and get all excited only to be disappointed. You know how you always hear stories about first time Moms thinking they're in labor and they end up getting sent home from the hospital. So anyways, there I was 40 weeks pregnant and pissed off at the world. I thought for sure I was going to be pregnant forever. The last thing I expected was to go into labor that night.

Well. . . sure enough, around 11 that night I started having some pretty painful contractions, but I was in some serious denial. I really just didn't want to get my hopes up. I kept thinking "ya right, that would be too perfect" and I would ignore the pain and go back to being pissed. It eventually got to be pretty intense but I didn't for one second think I was in labor. I just tried to ignore it because the contractions were not regular and they weren't very long. I got in the hot shower and let the water run over my belly hoping that would help, but it didn't really, plus I ran out of hot water. So I got out of the shower and put my pj's back on. I laid down in bed around 11:45pm and all of a sudden I started having awful contractions (still didn't let myself believe I was in labor) I had three very painful contractions right in a row. They hurt so bad I didn't even think of timing them I was just trying to get thru them. Chance walked in from work during the second one. I was biting my pillow and completely rigid because it hurt so bad, I couldn't even talk I just yelled his name and grabbed his hand, squeezing it as hard as I could. I was laying there thinking "We're going to the hospital, I don't care if they send me home I just want drugs to get rid of this pain" After the third contraction I went to sit up and my water broke. Oh yes. . . I was in labor! WOO HOO! So of course in pain and completely panicked the only thing I thought about was amniotic fluid getting on my bed (ha ha ha) and the first thing I said (after I yelled "my water just broke") "oh my god the bed! GET A TOWEL" luckily there was a towel on the floor that Chance grabbed, surprisingly enough none of it got on the bed. So I grabbed the towel and waddled into the bathroom so I could stand in the bath tub (ya know, just in case more came out) Standing there in the tub I started having horrendous contractions, oh my god the pain was unbearable. As I stand there in pain Chance is running around like a chicken with it's head cut off trying to pack me a bag. He kept running past the bathroom stopping once in a while to ask me what pair of pants he should pack and what kind of underwear he should bring. He even stopped once to ask me what I thought HE should wear to the hospital. I didn't really think it was funny then, but now it's pretty hilarious. So we got my bag packed (sorta) and grabbed the carseat and we were off to the hospital. We got there so fast but it seemed like the longest ride of my life. I was in so much pain! It was all I could do to not scream. We got to the hospital at around 12:15 in the morning. I was dilated to a 4 and contracting every two minutes or so. After several attempts they finally got my IV in and called for the anesthesiologist. Seemed like it took forever for him to get there, but in all reality it was only about 20 minutes after we got there and I was getting my epidural. That sweet sweet man, I didn't even see his face, I was too busy trying not to scream. Chance said he was this old guy wearing a ton of bling, he even had a multi-finger ring that said his name. Man he put that sucker in so fast, it was amazing and then about ten minutes later I was back to my normal self, except I was shaking SO bad, they said it was a side effect from the epidural. Man, I was shivering, I felt like a crazy person or something. But if I had a choice between shaking like mad or going thru that pain, I'll take shaking any day. As I was getting my epidural my mom got there and we just kinda settled in, expecting to be there a while. After about an hour or so my Mom starts taking some pictures and we realize that we left our camera at home. Good thing my sister was in the waiting room, we sent her to go get it. While she was gone the nurse checked me. She looked over and said "she's fully" My Mom, Chance and I were just sitting there thinking "fully what?!" Surely she didn't mean fully DILATED right? No way! We had only been there a couple hours. So we just kept asking the nurse "fully what?" and she said "Fully Dilated". We just sat there astonished, I think my mom even asked her if she meant I was dilated to a ten. Yep, I was ready to push. They started setting up the table and getting ready for Addyson's big debut. I couldn't believe it. I just kept thinking to myself "noway, this is too easy" I kept expecting something to go wrong. I kept trying to prepare myself for some sort of complication. I still can't believe how smoothly everything went. My sister got back with the camera just in time, after 40 minutes of pushing Addyson was here. She came out and I was completely shocked at how tiny she was. I really was absolutely sure she was going to be at LEAST nine pounds. When the nurse put her on that scale and yelled out "6 pounds 8 ounces" my jaw dropped. November 3rd at 3:11 in the morning I became a Mom. It was the most amazing thing I've ever done. She was crying and screaming when they put her on my stomach. I started talking to her and she calmed right down and just looked at me. Then she heard Chance and she started looking around trying to see where he was. She knew who we were, it was so awesome. She was completely healthy and absolutely beautiful. It was the best day of my life. She was worth it all.