Monday, March 28th, 2011:
I went to the Dr. at 5:00 pm, to be examined around 5:45 pm. Status: 0 dialation, 0% effaced.... Dr. told me 2-3 more weeks... BUMMER!!!
Tuesday, March 30th, 2011:
I went to work as usual, didn't feel any different. Around mid-morning I noticed some cramping, but nothing even close to menstrual cramps. Chalked it up to being examined the night before! By afternoon, I noticed the cramping coming in waves, so decided to start tracking them (thank you Android App! Daddy511 in case any of you expectant moms are looking for one!) They were VERY sporadic, nothing regular at all. I was chatting with my dear friend Heather online who had recently had a baby and she sent me a link for signs for false labor and figured thats what I was experiencing considering the ONLY symptom I had were a few light contractions. They would come every 10 min, then 5 min, then 18 min, then back to 8 min.... they would be 30 secs to 2 minutes long.... Nothing to worry about right? I left work, went home to get the carseat and our bags packed "just in case..." While packing, I was still keeping track of the contractions, none of which were getting closer together. Around 7pm however things changed, and rapidly. They went from just cramping to some actual pain, and 2 minutes apart pretty consistantly. None of this getting closer together until the are 5 min apart - it went straight to 2 minutes. I was still convinced it was false labor, and they would go back to sporadic contractions or just stop all together. I was making dinner with my dad around 8 when we decided it would be best to head to the hospital "just to get checked out" so I could tell Jake to come home if I really had started going into labor. (he was working up in Washington at the time... considering I still had 2 weeks to go!) The conversation went something like this, while prepping dinner "Dad, really I'm" - pause, grab the counter and shut my eyes - "fine. It's nothing and I'm damn hungry! Let's go after dinner" Dad - "well I've never seen anyone in labor, but I think we should go, what do you think honey (directed towards his wife Joy)" They both turn to me as I'm gripping the counter again trying not to pass out because I mistakenly started holding my breath. Hmmmm.... maybe they were right haha! Dad - "dinner will be here when we get home if its nothing... lets go" So needless to say I didn't get my dinner and was pretty bummed about it... you never withhold food from a 9 month pregnant chick, seriously!
The ride to the hospital was a whole different ball game!!! By about 8:30 the contractions were pretty regular and pretty painfull. By this time I was fairly certain I was gonig into labor. However, I still figured the hospital would send me home since it was so early on. AND considering I was dialated to a whole whopping NOTHING the night before. We got to the hospital about 9:00, and I was dialated to a 3 and 60% effaced... WHOA! DADDY COME HOME!!!! They said they would check me in an hour and if there was no change they would send me home... I asked for a 1/2 hr so I could tell jake for sure whether to hit the road or not. 1/2 hr later, a slight change... was still dialated to a 3 tho. So daddy headed out and they admitted me. By midnight, I was only dialted to a 4 - Perfect, plenty of time for daddy to get home right?????
By 1:00, dialated to a 6.... Where's DAD!?!?!?!? 4 1/2 hrs away still... thanks to the nasty weather that hit Blewitt and Snoquolimy pass... 1st actual break down :(
Luckily I had my dear friend (and "doula!") by my side. She climbed into bed with me and held me tight while the tears started flowing.... until the next contraction hit. The sobs turned to screams at this point haha! Now if you have ever considered natural birth like I did, I would HIGHLY recommend hiring a doula or a mid-wife. In our case, our insurance wouldn't cover a mid-wife and I was VERY lucky to have such a talented and wonderfully special friend that had taken duola training in the past, so I was able to use her. Not only did she have doula training, she is also an amazing healer. She brought her yoga meditation CD's which were AMAZINGLY soothing, she performed raiki which really helped me to relax and take control between contractions but most of all she was just there to hold my hand and talk me through it. Without any medication at all I felt every single stabbing pain of labor (lucky it was short!) but with her by my side I felt like I could take on the world. She guided me to go deep inside and connect with Wes during those contractions, bringing us closer together and guiding him into this world. I cannot put into words the experience we had, but I know without a doubt through her guidance I was able to internally connect with my son before I was even able to look into his beautiful eyes. THAT is what got me through those pains, and I will forever be grateful for that amazing once in a lifetime experience. I'm not going to lie, it hurt... and it hurt bad... but being clear-headed and 100% aware of what was going on, I was able to go to a whole new level, somewhere I had never been before and truly reach in the depths of my being and that little baby inside me trying desperately to make his entrance into the world.
Contractions got worse, by 3:00 my water broke - still no daddy :( At that point nothing was stopping this baby. After my water broke I was in full on active labor. Immediatly after I started feeling the urge to push. Of course they told me I wasn't ready but my body kind of took over at that point. They called my dr. at 3 when my water broke. It was only about 20 min. later they had to bring in the on-call dr. and asked me start pushing. Luckily of the 2 most important men to make it to the birth of my son, one actually did :) Dr. Andrews walked in right as I was starting to crown and took over. 3 pushes and at 3:47 am Weston Michael Keller joined this world, perfect and healthy as could be! 5 lbs 14 oz and 18 in long, this perfect, amazing, and quit handsome young man has now made our perfect little family whole :) He was immediately placed in my arms and I brought him directly to my bare chest. For the 1st 1/2 hour of his beautiful life (while I was being stitched up if you want to know haha) I got to sit and stare into the most amazingly beautiful eyes I have ever seen in my life. Wes was so awake and alert, he didn't go to sleep, just looked all around at his new world. I was determined to breastfeed, and before I would let them take him to get cleaned up and weighed and everything, he latched on to both nipples. Nothing at all like I had expected, yet it seemed that both of us knew exactly what to do. Daddy got to meet him at 5:30 when he made it to the hospital and we have all 3 been doing VERY well.
Thank you all for your love and support and I can't wait for you all to meet him, he sure is something special!!! You will know when you first look into his beautiful eyes. He will forever touch your heart, just like he has mine and Jakes.
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