It's been one MONTH since I started labor. One month ago today Whitaker was begging to go swimming. I told him "later" so I could lay on the couch while he watched TV because I was too exhausted (and huge) to do much else.
Well, about 2 o'clock I went to the bathroom and there was some blood. It wasn't until then that I realized "today could be the day." We put on our swimming suits because I needed to make sure I followed through on my promise to go swimming! We called daddy to make sure he was ready, and then we swam. It was such a wonderful "last swim." For the first time ever, Whitaker came up with his own ideas to race. We did several laps back and forth across the pool. Each time Whitaker would come up with a new idea, running one foot, then the other foot, etc.
After swimming we came in and I called work to see if they were going to need me on the weekend. Well,t hey needed me that night (Friday). I was afraid to commit as I didn't know if I was really in labor, or not. Thankfully, they got help from float pool and didn't need me at all.
Joe came home from work a tad early that evening, but he also head a hair cut appointment. He wasn't sure if he should go. I had him go. While he was gone my parent's called to see if they should come pick up Whitaker in case I was in labor we wouldn't have to wake everyone up in the middle of the night. Well, then my mom said we should wait until Joe got home so he could say goodnight to him. Well, we couldn't decide if I was in labor or not, and if we wanted to send Whitaker or not, so at 9:00pm I called them and it was just too late. In hindsight, I'm glad I had that one last night to put Whitaker to bed.
I spent the rest of the evening talking with Jen Hardin about photography and contacting someone to capture the birth. Well, the price was super high and after 11pm we decided to not spending that money on it (thank goodness).
At this point I had Joe timing contractions (which we were all terrible at). I don't know what time we tried to lay down, but the contractions were keeping me up. Then I tried to take a shower and they got MUCH more intense and frequent. They slowed back down when I got out. I laid down again and decided we needed to call my parent's. I'm not sure what time that was either, maybe 3-something. What I do know is we got in the truck and it was 4:33am. I don't know why that time stuck with me, but it did.
When we got to the hospital I was about 3.5cm dilated. I was a little discouraged by that. I got in the tub and did nearly all of my laboring there (with the exception of when they had to check me). Although, I wasn't sure it was going to work - it made me start to vomit. However, it worked very well. By shortly after 8am I was fully dilated! That meant that I couldn't get my epidural because they had stalled me. Dr. Joy got there and broke my water at 8:34 and little Livian Grace was born at 8:59am - 8 pounds, 5 ounces and 20 inches long! It was not a painless experience!
There you have it, what happened 1 month ago! I started this post yesterday afternoon and I'm finishing it today, just like labor and delivery :) She's looking much, much bigger today swinging in her swing than she did the moment they laid that slimy little baby on me.
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