I’ve been a little MIA during the last few months mostly due to feeling so horrible while pregnant and then enjoying our new baby once he finally arrived! Callan is already a month old today and seeing that it is Mother’s Day, it seems like the perfect day to write down his birth story.
I’d heard that the labor and delivery goes much faster with your second baby. While that wasn’t true for the labor part, fortunately it was true for the delivery! I went into labor on Wednesday April 11th in the evening. I went to bed but couldn’t sleep because contractions kept coming every 20-30 minutes, so I was up most of the night. Around 2 a.m. they started to get more intense and closer together. Since we were a solid 25 minute drive from the hospital, we figured we should get going. Once we arrived, I got checked in and waited in triage for someone to come check me, this was around 6 a.m. after 13ish hours of labor.
When the doctor came in, I was only dilated 3 cm. Since I was having consistent contractions and since this was my “second pregnancy and should progress faster” the doctor encouraged me to go walk laps around the labor and delivery wing to help speed things up. Well I did and it did the opposite! After walking, my contractions completely stopped! When they came back to check me, I hadn’t progressed at all (obviously) and my contractions had stopped for a solid 45 minutes. Frustrated and with lots of tears we left the hospital. On the way home my contractions started up again and by the time I got home around 8 a.m. they were full force every 15 minutes again.
So I labored at home on my exercise ball, in the bath tub, in front of movies… 12 hours later we decided to head back to the hospital. With both pregnancies my contractions are all over the place, but I felt like it was time to go back in.
When we got to the hospital again and back in triage, they checked me and I was at a 4… seriously over 12 hours of labor had gone by and I had progressed 1 cm! I could hear Ross Gellar’s famous line “I’m dilated to a 4!”. This is where I think going in twice really paid off because the doctor remembered us and wanted to admit us despite my only being dilated 4 cm.
I wanted to cry as we walked back to the delivery room, I was so happy and looking forward to finally getting some rest after getting my epidural. I got my epidural at 10 p.m. and I was ready for some rest! About an hour later they came in to break my water and told me to let them know if I felt any pressure or felt like I needed to push. So I dozed off again and when I woke back up it felt like there was a head about to come flying out, but since I was numb from the epidural I couldn’t tell. So I calmly pushed my nurse call button, told her my feelings and she hurried to grab the doctor after a quick check. When the doctor came in and checked, she let me know that he was right there ready to come out!
The doctor told me to push with my next contraction to see if he would come out. I was calling Todd over, who was passed out on the couch, and not really believing that the baby would actually come right out since I pushed for two hours with Theo. After I pushed once, the doctor told me not to push again so she could hurry and get everything on and ready for the delivery. When she was ready she told me to push again with the next contraction telling me that he was probably going to come out! Next contraction and three pushes later, Callan came right out a little after midnight on Friday, April 13th! I was balling as they placed him on me.
My pregnancy had been so rough this time around and I had been in so much pain over the last two months. It was a miracle that he came out so effortlessly. I cried because I finally had my baby after what had seemed like an endless pregnancy! They plopped Callan on me right away and he snuggled right up to me. Cal didn’t even cry, he was so content to just be with me. He’d been waiting for this moment for as long as I had, and we just held on to each other.
We’ve loved having Callan in our home and he fits right in to all of the chaos. Once month later and he’s growing fast and filling out 3 month old clothes. My favorite part of all of this has been watching Theo love on him. He’s been so helpful and loves talking to Callan. He hasn’t been jealous or resentful of the new baby. He loves him and I can tell he can’t wait for Callan to get bigger so they can play! I know they’ll be best friends as they grow up, and it makes me so happy!
We sure love our Callan Hunter! His daddy stumbled upon his first name after I told him I loved the nickname Cal. Callan is an Irish name and means “battle or rock”. A perfect name for our little boy! My maiden name is Hunter a felt right for his middle name. We sure love our little boy, and we look forward to watching him grow!
I hope everyone had a wonderful Mother’s Day weekend!