On January 11,2016, my little bundle was born. Being a first
time mom I didn’t know what to expect. I didn’t know what was going to happen,
how much pain there was going to be. I
was more scared of the unknown than what was really happening.
Sunday, January 10, I wake up and got ready for the day and
I already knew it was time. Our little baby boy was going to come into the
world either that day or the next. I didn’t have any pains but the plug was
out. I told my husband, “babe I think today might be it.” Still no pain, so we
went on with our day. I was on edge wasn’t sure what to do. I kept trying to
see if I feel him moving, if I feel anything, if I should call the doctor, if I
should go to the hospital. Just didn’t know what to do and I didn’t want to
tell others and have them all sit around and worry and wait with me. My mother
called a few times and wanted to come over but I was afraid to tell her what
was going on because she is the type that panics.
Well my husband decided, if the baby was really going to
come today and he would be taking time off from work, he needs to finish a few
things at the office. By this time I was feeling some pain. Very minor cramps
nothing serious and we drove out to his work place. He came home finished his
work, went got a hair-cut, showered and shaved…. Oh then he got hungry so he
ate. While I am there having cramps…. My husband is a character… haha
By this time I had told my brother also and he was over at
the house with us. Around 6 I noticed that my contractions where 5 minutes
apart and still the pain was just minor cramps…. I wasn’t sure if that was
normal and I was getting scared because I couldn’t remember the last time I felt
him move. We decided to go to the hospital to make sure everything was alright.
When we got to the hospital they checked and they said
everything is good but he wasn’t ready to come out yet. They gave me the option
of either staying at the hospital or going back home until my contractions
where stronger. I decided to go home, where I would be more comfortable.
As I got home slowly my contractions were getting stronger.
I remembered everything I had learned in my birth class and also I had read an
amazing birth book which helped me emotionally and mentally. Around 10:00 PM, I
was ready to go back to the hospital not because I wasn’t able to handle the
pain but more because I was getting scared. I do have to say, I made a good
choice of being at home because at the hospital just laying on the bed with all
those things wrapped on my belly, I was more uncomfortable and scared which
seemed like my contractions where more painful.
After a few more hours this was it, the baby was going to
come soon. That’s when we decided to let my mom know so she can come to the
hospital to see the baby when he arrived. We did have a few complications and a
few scares but after pushing for an hour, our little peanut had arrived.
He was finally here
