So this is my second birth. My oldest is almost 2 years old and I read my birth story with him about once a month. I love it so much I knew I wanted to have it written down for my newest baby.

His original due date was 11-25-2019. I had been going to weekly ultrasounds for 5 weeks already because his head was measuring bigger than his femur. I had seen a specialist at 37 weeks but he said it was too late in my pregnancy for testing. He also told me there was a good chance he would have Down syndrome. So I was nervous, I didn’t care that my son would be a little different but I know the health risk that go with downs and it scared me. It sucked worse that it was just a waiting game to see if my son would have it or not.

At my 39 week checkup I wasn’t showing any signs of labor and he was measuring 8 lbs 5oz. But his femur and head and all other body parts were measuring perfectly fine. Which was weird cause literally a week before he was measuring sooooo out of the normal. But I tried not to give up home. I figured he’d be late since I wasn’t showing signs of labor, at all. But his brother was the same way and came out 4 days before his due date. Well at my 39 week appointment they told me I’d be scheduled for induction the next Monday (my due date) if he didn’t come by then because of his weight being pretty big.

Thursday, the 21st comes and I go to run errands and clean the house. Everything felt completely normal. My first son (he turns two in January) had been giving me some weird attitude the few days before but he was back to his normal self so it was rather calm and I felt like I had sooo much energy. I literally could not sit still all day.

My husband gets home a little after 3 and my son is napping. I was feeling a little frisky so we go at it. Well, I missed a call from my doctor. She leaves a voicemail saying she wants me to go in the morning to get the p gel (it helps loosen your cervix and helps induce labor). To try to speed things up (I did it with my first 2 times and it did nothing). I tell my husband and he says that’s cool and hopefully that helps him come before his due date. We shower and get my son up to go to just walk at stores. We get to Ross, around 5:30ish and walk around, buy our two boys clothes they absolutely don’t need 😂 before we leave I jokingly tell my husband I need to take a bump picture in case it’s my last and a take a quick picture in the stores mirror. Now I wish my husband would have stood with me 😢 but you can kind of see my son on pushing my stomach.

We then go to HEB to order a cake for my sisters birthday which is the next day.. the 22nd. We order it and walk around. We were supposed to go to another place but I started getting hungry so we opt to go home. We park outside our place at 7:00 and we’re just sitting in the truck talking for a bit. I tell my husband that in the morning I need to put the car seat and the bags in, just in case. We laugh and say we’ll just end up having to take the bags out. I look at the time, 7:09. I tell him let’s go inside So we can eat. My husband tells me to get our son and he’d get the stuff we bought. I feel myself leak, and I’m thinking wow, I peed on myself great. Well, I got out and I’m holding my son and it kept happening. I tell my husband “uhhh I think something is happening.” I didn’t know what to do because I didn’t want to leak all in the house. So I’m just standing there outside and my silly son is saying “poo??” 😂 My husband is kinda freaking out cause my water didn’t break with my first and I didn’t have a single contraction that I could feel. But I knew it was my water because it was so steady and wasn’t stopping. I finally go to the shower as fast as I can. And I’m still leaking so I’m standing there butt naked telling my husband all the extra things we need besides what we packed. My son keeps watching me and I couldn’t make him leave. It was too exciting & unusual for him, I guess. I tell him bubba is coming. And he gets excited and said “bubba outside.” I call my sister to let her know I’m bringing my son. and she absolutely doesn’t believe me. Probably because I sound really calm and I was just with her earlier in the day with no pains or anything. Well I finally stop leaking enough to put a pad on and some clothes. We get to my sisters and have her take a picture of us 3 before it’s 4. She’s laughing at me wondering still if I’m really serious. I tell her I feel no contractions but there’s no way that was pee. So we kiss my boy goodbye and he says he’s excited to see bubba.

It’s now about 8 PM. We stop by McDonald’s because it’s the fastest place and get something to eat cause I think I’m gonna be there forever with the way I have no contractions. And I hate that I can’t eat in the hospital. We get to the hospital at 8:40 and they put us in a room by ourselves. And now I’m just feeling contractions. She checks to make sure it was my water and surely enough it was. She checks me and I’m at a 2. And tells me she’s happy that I snuck a bite in because it could be a while. By now it’s about 9:30. I tell my husband we’re going to be in here forever. And they move us to the delivery room. I finally start feeling contractions. But they’re not bad at all. They’re 2-3 minutes apart and not lasting long. So I text my sister this baby will end up her birthday gift. Or he might skip that day altogether with the looks of it.

They recheck me around 12:30 AM and I’m at a 4, contractions aren’t terrible but they’re worsening. So I just know this kid is gonna wait til the afternoon to come. I tell them I need to poop about 12:40, they check and I’m at a 7. She told me she couldn’t risk me pushing poop out in case it was just the baby pushing down. Cause he was still pretty high. I start hurting terribly around 1:20 AM. I couldn’t sit or stand. I wanted to be on my hands and knees. I felt bad cause they were trying to keep the heart monitor on to make sure baby was good but I couldn’t stay still. I had already told them no epidural or pain meds. I had the meds with my first and they just made me dizzy. It was like a strong dose of Tylenol. They did offer me the meds just in case and I said no. I tell them I have to push. And I start saying I just want to see my baby please. And they tell me the doctor is on her way. Around 1:45 AM they checked and said I was ready. The doctor told me to start pushing as soon as she came in. One of the nurses stopped me and said “he’s not head down.” I start crying because now I’m scared for my baby. The doctor hurried and put one glove on, checked with one hand not even touching me and said he is head down, let her push. It was probably about 1:55 AM. It took me a second to realize he was okay and calm down enough to push. I pushed through 2 contractions. The last push I told them I couldn’t do it. I felt him inside of me moving and I felt like I was hurting him. They said he was perfectly fine and just to breathe. He came out the next push. His cord was wrapped around his neck but he was perfectly fine. He started crying right away. And his body was size was normal. He was perfect. I had him a few minutes and they took him to the other side of the room to check his vitals and my husband went with him. I started crying cause I wanted my little man I could see my husband crying and I knew it was because we were both stressing about his health. But he was great ♥️ The doctor was having a hard time getting the placenta out so I had to push and it was out. I did have a lot of bleeding so they took a while to make it calm down. They said I was bleeding more than usual because I labored and pushed quickly. But baby and I are absolutely healthy. They were checking his blood sugar just because he came out big. But thank God he’s perfect. ♥️ they told us we could leave after the first day, but we decided to stay another day so we could get the visitors over with at the hospital and not at home where we’re trying to adjust.

He has a head full of hair. He was 8lbs 10oz. 20 inches long. On 11-22-2019 at 2:04 AM. From my water breaking to delivery was 7 hours, completely natural. Pushed for less than 10 minutes. He wanted to eat less than 30 minutes after he was born. And latched on perfectly. He left the hospital weighing 8lbs on the 24th and we went to register him at his doctors on the 25th and he had already gained 5oz back.

There’s a picture of my handsome men 🥰

And this was about 30 minutes before I gave birth.