Contractions started at 9pm around the time I put the boys to bed. I told JR it was the night and he decided to go exercise, that was his bad. I tried laying down for a little bit, called my mom and at 12 they were every 5 mins for 2 mins and I called the Midwife and she said to go on in to the hospital. My water still hadn't broken which was different for me since it broke both times with the other boys. My the time we were at the end of the driveway, and dropping off some mail :O ) I knew we didn't have much time. The ride was eventful to say the least, I got sick all over the car, Ugh. When we got to the hospital my contractions were more like 2 mins apart and I made JR get a wheel chair because there was no way I could walk. I thought I was going to strangle someone in registration or check in at the hospital. They took me to the holding area to check me and ask me all the questions and I was NOT happy. I wanted to yell at someone that this was the real thing and just take me to a room, I wanted to get in a tub sooo bad. By the time they rolled me into a room I broke my water and told them I was going to start pushing, just about the time the midwife walked in thank goodness. It was the hardest labor ever. With my diastasis recti my core is so weak it was really hard, but once I was able to splint my abs while pushing things went faster. Of course little man (or what I thought was a little man) was not turned right so they had to turn him before he could come out and he had a fist up by his face, which is exactly how Lincoln was. Luckily after 45 mins of pushing he decided he would come on out at 2:35am. He turned out to be 9lbs 12.3 oz and 21 in. I could not believe it, I mean I could because it hurt but I could not believe it. I am so thankful I was able to do it naturally again but with my big babies it wasn't over then. They had a hard time getting me to stop bleeding so we spend the next three hours in agony worse than delivery getting things to firm us, I know I know TMI.
I looked after JR and told him I could not do it again and did not want to do it again. I want 4 children so bad but if God has that in our plan it will happen.
Grant is an excellent eater, not problems there. He sleeps well, he's so sweet and his brother's love him. We are so blessed and happy he's here after 10 long months of waiting.
My little YY has changed so much. His build has become stockier and sturdier and he's so rough but loving.