So I found out in March my husband and I were expecting our second little boy! 💙

Fast forward to July my husband and I separated and decided to end our marriage of 3 years and relationship of 5. (Different Story for a different time) We ended on mutual and amicable terms and are working on our friendship and getting along for our kids.

Fast forward to November! My due date was originally November 21st. I decided to be induced a week prior so my ex husband could have his time off approved to spend time with our new son. (No judgement please) I was scheduled for November 15th at 8pm.

On the 14th my parents took me out for a last “Yahoo” dinner. Once we left the restaurant and I got in the car at 6:15pm I felt a small gush of fluid, I thought 💭 could this be my water? (My water never broke with my first) I didnt really know, so I ignored it thinking it could’ve been pee or discharge. Once I got home I decided to finish packing just in case. As soon as I sat down I felt a huge gush and at that time I definitely knew it was my water. I got up without panicking and went to the bathroom, once I sat down on the toilet more water came out. I changed my clothes and put on a pad. I then called my ex husband and told him that my water had broken.

He had our 2 year old for the evening so he rushed over and dropped off our oldest with my mom and dad who were gonna watch him. He ran upstairs really excited asking if I needed anything and helped me out to the car with my bags. I called the hospital so they could call my midwife and luckily she was already there doing her rounds. Once we got there at 7:30 pm my Midwife had the nurse immediately admit me to a private room. Once we got to the room I changed into my gownie that my mom had bought me and got into bed (at this point I’m not having any contractions and am still leaking significant amounts of fluid) I just relaxed and my ex and I watched TV. We were able to have some much needed conversations which was nice to get those out of the way. We watched Smackdown and NCIS, then How I Met Your Mother.

Fast forward to 9:30 they come in and say my contractions aren’t strong enough and they need to administer oxytocin to get my contractions stronger. So they start my IV on that and up in 2 oz every 30-45minutes. Around 10 I can start to feel them but I am able to breath through them easily enough. At 11:30 they get so incredibly intense I start to feel them in my spine. I immediately have my ex call the nurse so she can put the order in for my epidural.

I’m at this point crying and just wanting to Old my 2 year old. So my ex pulls his phone out and starts playing videos so I can hear his voice. Using that as a focal point and something to concentrate on helped a lot.

At midnight the anthesiologist (I know I spelt that wrong) comes in and she’s SUPER bitchy. Has an attitude and seems super irritated. Anyways she has be hunch over and she begins to start everything, my ex comes over and holds my hand talking me through it. THAT SHIT FUCKING HURT. I was really taken back by how much it hurt because I didn’t feel it at all with my first. So she leaves and the contractions are still intense and at this point I’m only dilated to a 4. I ended up developing a hot spot in the right corner of my groin and pelvis. That burned and stung everytime I had a contraction. About an hour goes by and I notice that I’m not numb at all, I still feel like I can walk across the room and go pee.

The nurse has me get on all fours and rock my hips back and forth. It helped and she and my ex rubbed my back. I had him talk to me and tell me stories to distract me. At about 2 am they check me and I’m dilated to a 7 but my baby is still pretty far up. I can still feel my contractions and they are excruciating. They call the anesthesiologist back up and have her dose me again and fix something, honestly I was in so much pain I don’t even really remember what the hell she did but she was still a bitch. I told my ex to call my mom and tell her to come to the Hospital ( my dad was staying with our two year old) I just wanted my mom. And I remember screaming “WHERE THE FUCK IS MY MOM I DONT EVEN GIVE A SHIT IF SHE DOESNT HAVE HER FUCKING TEETH IN”

My mom gets there at 2:45am and whatever the anesthesiologist did started working because I was able to relax and put a Peanut between my legs. My mom and my ex talk to me and try their best to keep me distracted and help me breath. My ex fed my ice chips to keep me hydrated because at this point I felt like my body was going to give out and I felt like I was about to pass out.

At 3:30am the contractions picked back up and I knew I needed to push! I had my ex call my nurses to get my Midwife and they came in to check me. Sure enough after 9 hours I was finally dilated 10 cm! Hallelujah!

They get my ready and prop me up. My mom is holding my leg and my ex is standing behind me holding my hand. When it gets time to push she tells me to hold my hands behind my knees and tells me push push push! And I did! One push (yes just one) later anddd

Brycen Thomas was born at 3:39am on November 15th 2017. Weighing 6lbs 14.9oz and 20in long.

Now he’s 2 weeks old

And weighs 7lbs 7oz and is 21in long 💙