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This year marks my second Mother's day spent with my precious Hudson. As he jumped into my lap while I was just waking up, he planted a kiss on my lips and said "I love you, Mama." My life has never been so complete. In 2 short months my baby boy will be two years old, and I'm still amazed every time I look into his eyes at the boy he is becoming. I couldn't be more proud. As I reflected on how much I value my relationship with him, I decided to read a post I made in our family blog after his birth. So I decided to share it with all of you. Enjoy :)
Life. It's a crazy ride full of ups and downs, disappointments, surprises, blessings, difficulties, and miracles. Our miracle was born to us on July 24th 2011 @ 12:40pm. He weighed 8lbs and was 20in long. No one and nothing could have prepared us for what we were about to experience. But it was the unknown that made things that much more exciting.
It was Friday night July 22nd 2011 and we were scrambling to make sure the house was clean and baby ready, our bags were packed and ready to go, and although we spent the last 9 months preparing for this day it seemed like there were still things that needed to be done. I double and triple checked Hudson's diaper bag to make sure I had everything I would need, looked through my bags to make sure I had all my stuff packed, made sure Mike had all his stuff together, made sure we had the car seat ready to go...I was a chicken with it's head cut off but so excited I could barely stand still and I wished I could fast forward time so I could just hold our boy already! FINALLY...it was 9:30pm and we were off to the hospital to get this show on the road. I felt like a little girl going to a sleep over. Pillow and blankets in hand, overnight bags on my shoulder...I was ready to go! As we arrived at the hospital we checked in and were taken to our room where we would be living for the next who knew how long. By the time all the paperwork was done and we got ourselves situated it was already close to 1am. I needed sleep. Good sleep. But that wouldn't happen until they started my induction. It started with a pill they inserted to soften my cervix. Now, usually they give 4 dosages of this pill before they start pitocin, but my wonderful cervix decided it would go into overdrive and start contracting immediately after only 1 dose. I like to think I am an overachiever... HA! Contractions were coming every 1-5 minutes and were pretty strong and painful, but with the help of wonderful drugs I was able to get a few hours of sleep. Saturday morning I was hardly dilating even though contractions were coming on strong and steady, so they decided to start me on low dose pitocin to help things move along. We spent all day Saturday hoping for some change in my cervix, but didn't get any. I was still only dilated 3cm after almost 19 hours of being in labor, so they decided to discontinue the pitocin for the night to see if my body would go into labor naturally and to give me a little break. I felt like I was OD'ing on pain meds, but they were hardly working anymore, and ice chips were not satisfying my cravings any longer. I got some good sleep Saturday night and prayed my body would take control by Sunday, but nope. Hudson was just too comfy in there. Sunday morning came and they started the pitocin again to see if there would be any change. But as expected, there was none. The Dr. came in and explained that my body was just not doing what it needed to do. After 36 hours with strong, consistent contractions but no change in my cervix, The Dr. decided it was best to go forth with a C-Sect. At that point I couldn't have been happier to hear this. I wanted to avoid a C-Sect. but at this point all I could think about was meeting our little guy and not being in pain anymore. So forward we went! 12pm came and we headed to the OR. I was sooo excited I couldn't wipe the smile off my face! As I was laying on the table with Mike by my side I couldn't believe it was time. We were finally going to meet our son. I remember hearing his cry for the first time. I looked back at Mike and couldn't hold back my tears. I couldn't believe that I was hearing something that was a part of us. A little man that I had been talking to for the past 9 months was now in our lives and the thought of that just overcame me. Mike ran over to cut the umbilical cord and watch as they cleaned him up. A few minutes passed before they brought him over for me to meet. I remember looking up at him all bundled up and falling so deep in love nothing else mattered. I looked at his face and took a deep breath in to smell him. I will never forget it. That smell was amazing. It would be about a half an hour before I would be able to hold him, but when I finally had my skin to skin contact with him it was unbelievable. I never knew a love like it. I wanted to hold him forever and never let him go. I looked at him in awe. How could something be so pure? So perfect? It was a miracle. And some people say there isn't a God.
