I am pleased to announce that our bouncing baby boy has arrived! Cameron James (CJ) Cook was born at 1:39pm on Feb. 7th weighing 7 lb 5 oz, 19 inches long. He is my angel baby. I am sooo in love with him, I just can't express it with words! Wes will catch me staring at him and tease me but I just can't help it. I think it's awesome how God has a sense of humor. The baby that I wasn't sure I was ready for has filled my heart with so much love in just 5 days! And good news....he didn't complain when he got home about the laundry not being done!
Here's how it all went down....
On Monday morning, the 7th, I woke up at 5 am with a painful contraction but then nothing really happened until around 6:30 am when I started having more regular contractions. I had thought I might be starting labor quite a few times in the past few days so I casually mentioned to Wes that I was having a few contractions but I didn't tell him he needed to stay home from work or anything. So, off he went to work and then the contractions got closer together, about 7-8 minutes apart. I called the doctor because she had told me to let her know when things started moving so I could get to the hospital in time. She said to go ahead and come in and get admitted.
I called Wes and he started laughing and said "I've been at work for about 5 minutes!" At that point, I was like "doesn't matter, get your butt in the car!" So, we met at the hospital and got admitted but my contractions were still about 7-8 minutes apart. By the time we got our room around 9am, the contractions started slowing and I was thinking "Oh great, they're going to send me home!" So, I started pacing the hospital room because it seemed to help the contractions come closer together. I was finally checked by a nurse and she said I was about 6 cm dialated. She then told me that there was only one person giving epidurals on the floor and that if I wanted to make sure I got one before the pain really hit, I should get one at that point. Well, I was already worried that my labor was slowing down so I didn't want to get the epidural and slow things down even more. So I said, I will wait.........
Around noon, the contractions were getting more painful so I said "I'm ready for my epidural!" and they were like "well, it could be a while." Hmmm....should have gotten it earlier. So then my doctor came in to break my water and said "You're 8 cm dialated and if I break your water now, you will have this baby with no drugs." That's not really something that I have ever wanted to do so they were able to get me moved up the list so that I could get some pain relief before the baby came. Around 1pm, I got the epidural but I was still feeling my contractions pretty regularly. About 1:30pm I said to Wes, "These contractions are painful!" He looked at the monitor and he goes, "Well, they aren't looking that bad on the monitor!"
At that point, if I had something to throw at Wes, I probably would have! So he said call the nurse then. So I call the nurse and told her I was feeling a lot of pain, especially in the tops of my legs and she said "well, the monitor isn't showing that bad of a contraction." AGAIN...if I would have had something to throw, I would have hit her in the face. So she checks and says "Well, now I know why they are painful...the baby's head is about to come out! THANK YOU!! Monitor...shmonitor!
The next 15 minutes are always a fun flurry of activity watching them get things ready for you to finally push out your baby. It signals that the end is near. And with one push, he was out! I like to joke that Cameron started birthing himself because no one believed he was on his way!
Since his birth, he has charmed everyone in his midst. Preston says he's so cute and is very much interested in making sure he is comfortable. He gets him his pacifier and also gets him blankets to make sure he is warm. Owen likes to point at the baby and trys to say CJ but can't quite say it. He also likes to use Cameron as a way of getting out of trouble. I was going towards Owen to punish him and he stops in front of Cameron and starts trying to talk to him, thinking that will make me forget he's in trouble! Little sneak!! Wes and my mom have been such a big help as well! This has been the best "bringing home baby" experience I've had with any of my babies.
So all you debating another child....I say go for it!! :) Go make some babies!!!