Little Baby #3 decided to make his grand entrance on June 23rd, 2015. He waited a lot longer than anyone thought he would and led to plans/ flights having to be changed, but we are so glad he is here now.
And for memory purposes here is his little birth story...
I woke up at 5:30 am and thought I might have had a pain, but wasn't sure. I laid in bed for a few minutes and realized that I was having contractions and they were definitely real. (I could feel them in my stomach, back, hips and legs.) I decided to take a bath and wait to wake Shawn up. Lucky for me (not), I got super sick and Shawn heard me in the bathroom. He says as soon as he heard me, he knew it was time and the real deal. He came in and we decided we should head to the hospital. We grabbed our hospital bags and made it to the hospital around 6:30 am.
Getting admitted to the hospital seemed to take forever and I don't think any of the nurses believed me when I said I was in labor. Shawn says next time I need to scream and wail. The admit nurse finally got around to checking me (7:30) and said oh yep, you are a six and staying. I am just glad that there were five other women in labor so the anesthesiologist was already there and got in to see me quickly. . (Rewind: the admit nurse was so grumpy! I think the most painful part was her blowing my vein and then having to try a second time. She poked and poked and poked my hand. She left my arm/hand bruised.)
They moved me into a labor and delivery room around 8:00. The anesthesiologist came and gave me an epidural pretty quickly and all pain was gone. I did get super itchy and sleepy. I could barely keep my eyes open. My blood pressure dropped a bit, but after medicine and being monitored it went back up. Around 9:30, my contractions were back in full force out of nowhere. I paged the nurse after I couldn't help, but have the urge to push. She came in quickly and said the baby was right there and no more pushing until the doctor got there. She tried to get my water to break, but it wasn't. She let Shawn see the membranes squish out during a contraction. He thought that was pretty cool. (Everyone knowing he was a medical student made this a different experience than the first two. He was much more involved and they explained everything to him in big words.)
Around 10:00, the doctor (Doctor Erickson) got there and got everything set up to break my water. He tried to break it and said my bag was made of steel and had to get different tools because it was not breaking. He broke the water at 10:12 and two pushes later baby was born at 10:13.
It was incredibly fast and easy. And amazing... Not knowing the gender of the baby was different and surprisingly not that hard to wait, but when baby came out and hearing Shawn say "it's a boy" first was pretty exciting and special. I immediately started to cry and was so thrilled. (I really thought it was a girl so it was a double surprise.)
Baby Boy spent the first few hours of his life as the baby referred to by a ?. We are happy to say he is no longer ?, but Henry Dorsal- named after Shawn's Grandpa Doc and Henry because I just really love that name and Henry B Eyring is one of my favorite apostles (if we are allowed to have favorites.)
