It’s a BOY! A long overdue birth story of our sweet baby boy!

Birth story, labor and delivery, baby #3

If you remember (way long ago, how does time travel so fast?!) back a month now, I did a little guessing game on our surprise gender baby. Caleb and, now I’ll admit that we both 100% thought it was a girl. Oh BOY we’re we wrong…. again! Ha no more guessing for us.

I love birth stories! They are absolutely without question my favorite thing to read (and experience!). Even though this pregnancy and labor (and RECOVERY!) was definitely the most challenging, it’s our story and I love it ❤️

On December 26th, I was in serious cleaning and organizing mode. Not only did we accumulate a pile of stuff the day before, but I’m pretty sure I knew baby was coming. That evening after dinner, I did a thorough cleaning of the kitchen (minus the microwave, because pregnant brain). At one point, Caleb even asked if baby was coming that day because he knows me, ha! My response was “yes probably and I don’t want my mom to see a dirty kitchen” haha.

That night I had no contractions and felt pretty normal so it was quite the surprise when the next morning at 4:50 my water broke. Contrary to my other pregnancies, there were no contractions, pain, or sense of urgency. So, I cleaned up, got myself a little more ready, and then decided to wake up Caleb. His response to hearing my water break: “are you sure?” If he wasn’t half asleep and normally the most supportive person I know, I could’ve hit him for that comment as duh! Of course I was sure!

So he got up and got dressed as fast as he could, knowing how fast Harvey came, he didn’t want to wait any longer. I called my parents to come over and they were here within twenty minutes. I also called the hospital and given my past speedy deliveries, the nurse told me to come in immediately! Meanwhile I kept reassuring everyone there was no rush, if only I knew what was to come.

Our hospital is pretty close, so we were there a little before six and still no pain. The contractions existed, but since having Braxton-Hicks since week 15 there was very little difference. The triage nurse, measured me for a lowly 1 cm and gave me hospital garments so I could walk around and get baby moving. Since my water had broke, they couldn’t send me home so it was just a waiting and walking game.

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The upside to no rush was the opportunity for lots of pictures!

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e got settled in our labor room and once again laughed, talked, and made any last minute guesses!

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It’s a …! Tired pregnant mom. Oh wait.

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ix hours later I was still not in much pain, very little progress (like a 2), and bored and very cranky. We both have fully expected a baby in our arms at this point, not a 2.

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The lighting in our room was not the greatest.

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here was also a surprise sidenote visitor: my sister, Michelle, and Carson. Carson needed medication and usually can do it by himself, but with the day being a little out of routine, we guess he was a little nervous and needed Caleb’s help. So Caleb gave Carson his medicine intravenously and they wished us good luck!

By then the topic of pitocin came up and I was feeling very defeated. Comparison is so hard and yet all I did that morning was compare. I wanted a fast natural delivery. I wanted to meet our baby. I wanted to know if it was a boy or girl. I didn’t want pitocin. I didn’t want drugs. I definitely didn’t want an IV. Ick I hate them!

And sadly unbeknownst to me, this hospital (new to us) was much more “medical” and “policy focused” than I preferred and so with pressure from our Nurse Kevin and on call OB, the IV was attempted (3 Times!!) and the pitocin turned on. On the first attempt, the IV went in so badly I almost passed out in pain and the rest of my water broke. That explained why labor was so slow moving up to this point.

Thankfully by 2pm the contractions started to become more consistent and I felt like things were actually working. Although I was still eh about the pitocin, between that and my water fully breaking, labor finally moved forward. Within an hour, my whole mentality turned unpleasant.

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This was my mentality before the epidural.

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felt defeated. I was tired. I was hungry. I was in pain. I wanted the epidural. I felt for a long time like I failed. Thanks society. Another post for another day. But the great part was the anesthesiologist was my childhood BFF’s dad and he made me so comfortable (no pun intended!). We chatted about his daughter, also due any day; we chatted about our mutual friends; and our families. It made the whole process 100% times easier.

Once the epidural kicked in, Kevin asked if I cared if the pitocin went up. Since I was feeling good, I said “no, let’s get this baby out”.

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And happy Sam.

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ithin twenty minutes I had met a new Nurse Jill as it was shift change, she stepped outside to talk with Kevin and I told Caleb something is going on. I hurt bad. It was not the sensation of having to you know what, so I was really worried. Caleb walked out to grab her and Jill came in to check things out, and what I felt was a baby’s head! Ha. So much for knowing my own body.

Jill told me to hang in there while she got a hold of the doctor and I just felt wave after wave of extremely intense pressure. Not sure how other people experience epidurals, but my Docs goal was to not feel pain, but still feel what’s going on to help with pushing. Well he was right, no pain, but wow could I still feel lots! Those few minutes of “hanging in there” seemed to take forever!

With the on call OB present and the room prepped, I did a “practice push” and then it was go time! 13 minutes later I felt our squishy babe wiggle out and the relief and instant joy was and will always be the best feeling! The doctor said “there’s so much hair!” and then my most favorite moment was when baby was placed on my chest and I heard Caleb say “it’s a BOY!” and both of us burst out laughing with happiness and shock.

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Welcome to the world, Tucker!

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he next hour of bliss went by so quickly. Caleb got to cut the cord after it was done pulsating. Tucker came out sucking his fingers, so I latched him on right away and he was a happy champ, and then Caleb and I took turns holding and admiring our sweet boy! Then I ate because 24 hours since my last meal and mama was hangry.

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This is my absolute favorite picture. Caleb is so happy and proud holding his brand new little man & the clock in the back shows just how little Tuck really is.

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he first thing I said to Tucker as he was placed on me was “You were worth the wait”. After going back and forth about another baby for so long, then a really hard and long pregnancy, and a frustrating delivery, it was exactly true. He fixed all of those worries and anxieties the minute I held him. God knew we needed and wanted him. He makes our hearts swell and he is the perfect completion to our family 💙

Quick Facts:

  • Labor was almost exactly 12 hours from my water breaking at 4:50am to holding baby at 4:08pm.
  • 13 minutes and 3 contractions worth of pushing.
  • Caleb said during one of my breaks from pushing, the head was out, but not the shoulders so it was a sight to see! Haha, oh Caleb.
  • Kevin was our nurse for the entire labor process and missed delivering the baby by roughly 20 minutes!
  • I had no birth plan and went in with an open mind, knowing that each baby and each delivery is different. Although my hopes didn’t quite turn out, we were both healthy and happy so it was perfect.
  • Tuck decided to arrive at a pretty great time, too! Christmas was over, Kids were out of school with no activities we needed to worry about, Caleb had prepaid time off that weekend so he essentially got 2 full weeks home with only 24 hours vacation time used.
  • Our neighbor guessed the right date and happens to now be birthday buddies with his daughter! Big neighborhood parties ahead?!
  • My mom knew all along and never wavered it was a boy, pretty sure that was true of no one else.

Oh sweet Tuck, we are ever so glad you’re here and in our family! We couldn’t imagine life without you 💙 welcome home! We love love love you!

blog signature hand letteredpsst… I gotta give some major credit to Caleb here. Although it’s clear I love that man with all that I am, he continuously impresses me and loves me in ways I don’t always know I need. Yes I pushed the baby out, but walking with me, holding my hand, and keeping me sane and focused, and still laughing while in pain is a BIG job and for that I am incredibly thankful. Plus, he took sooo many pictures and it makes me so happy to look back at them and relive meeting our sweet baby over and over again. For my sanity (apparently I labor/deliver naked lots…)many were not posted here, but that doesn’t mean they don’t exist.The only regret I have is that there are not many pictures of Caleb those first few moments.

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