It's spring here in Pinedale! You may be wondering what spring in Wyoming feels like. Well, it feels like winter in Texas. Highs in the 40s and 50s and TONS of sunshine--it is absolutely beautiful outside!
You may be wondering why I haven't written on the blog for awhile. It's because I used to look like this
And then we had this guy!
And now he's already all grown up and looks like this!
He's just so darn cute!
The story of his birth is that I was all set to be induced in Jackson Hole on February 10th (my due date). We had to go up on the 9th because I needed to be at the hospital at 5AM on Friday. We planned to go stop at Kmart (yes, those still exist) on the way in and get some things and then go to a nice dinner for the last time as the two of us. We left Pinedale around 3:30 on the 9th and as we were about 15 minutes down the road I realized I was having contractions. After about 10 more minutes I thought hmmm maybe I should be timing these things. Come to find out they were already 5 minutes apart! I was still convinced that we could go to Kmart and dinner and then just go to the hospital afterwards. Mickey, on the other hand was freaking out and made me call the doctor. The doctor said I had to go to the hospital as soon as we got there so needless to say we didn't get our nice dinner that night!!
We made it to the hospital and I got all hooked up to the monitors and stuff. The contractions were hurting but not unbearable (I was only about 3cm dilated). We pretty much hung out in the room all night, roamed the halls and watched some Hillybilly Handfishin'. The contractions were getting worse so the nurse gave me some medicine that was supposed to help me sleep through them so I could save energy for the next day. I said supposed to because it did nothing and all I felt was the contractions getting worse and worse all night! Around 1AM the nurse came in and told me the anesthesiologist was down the hall if I wanted to get the epidural. I told her no, no I am doing this naturally (big mistake).
Morning came around and my contractions were getting worse and worse. I was only 5cms dilated so I still had a ways to go. By about 6am my contractions were AWFUL. I knew they were getting really bad because every time I had one I wanted to punch Mickey in the face. So, I figured forget the natural thing and get the epidural ASAP. I told the nurse I wanted one and then I had to wait FOREVER for the guy to get there. I really don't know how long I waited but it sure did seem like forever! Anyways, he finally got there and I got the thing and instantly felt better.
After I got the epidural things progressed rather quickly. The doctor was coming to check on me at 8:30 and by the time she got there I was already 9cms dilated. By the time she came back it was time to have him! He was born at 10:40am on 2/10/12!
Everyone at St. Johns Hospital in Jackson was so nice! We got to have the same 2 nurses the whole time we were there which made me feel really comfortable (even though one of them kept calling Charlie a she...I mean she would say Charlie and she in the same sentence. I was so confused) They even do a candlelight steak dinner where they watch the baby for you while the hospital restaurant comes and sets up a table for dinner in your room! It was pretty good for hospital food!
And thats the story of how Charlie made it into the world. This blog is probably just going to be all about him from now on, so I hope you like babies.....
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