I’m writing this in the middle of the night so I’m just going to warn you about that in the first place. There is something about writing down every bit of my experience on a computer screen that is really special to me which made me eager to get out of bed and type when everybody else was asleep. November 4th was one of those days that I never want to forget one minute of. It was so extremely spiritual experiencing his birth. When they first put Beck in my arms I felt like I had already known him for a lifetime. And when I looked over at Andrew looking at Beck for the very first time, it is an image in my head I never want to forget. So let’s go ahead and dive into the whole story. I can’t thank you enough for doing this with me.
On Tuesday evening I fell asleep at around 10:45. I normally fell asleep much earlier than that but thought it was so weird that I was forcing myself to go to sleep because I just wasn’t tired mentally (physically… I was always tired though ha). At 11:50 I got up to use the restroom. Andrew was still up and he was getting ready to go for a short run. I went to the bathroom and then as I was standing up my in my bathroom my water broke. There was zero questioning whether or not it was my water breaking, it was so so much liquid. Andrew came running in and said we had to go to the hospital. It was such a weird feeling because I felt so confused and dazed. I kind of just started walking around my bathroom opening drawers and not really knowing what to do, ha. Thank goodness Andrew was on top of things. I put on some random clothes (I’ve never taken so long to decide what pajamas to put on) and some Christmas socks and in the same amount of time Andrew had already put all of our bags in the car and arranged for my sister to come and sleep at our house with Brooke and Skye. Brooke had asked me to wake her up if I went to the hospital in the middle of the night so I went in and she gave me the biggest hug and then we left. PS I had been experiencing contractions that evening but none of them were very painful or intense, but they were definitely tiring because for the previous week or so that same thing had been happening every day for hours.
We were off to the hospital and some pretty intense nausea hit hard along with stronger contractions in the car. We parked and a guy on a golf cart came to our door and asked to give us a ride to the front door. He was so nice and I was more than happy to jump in and avoid any walking that I could.
We were admitted right away because my water had broken and taken straight to my room. They gave me an uncrustable (hadn’t had one of those in a while) because I was already so hungry. I was used to eating a full meal in the middle of the night every night ha. Once I was in my hospital gown and sitting in my bed with everything set up around me, it started to feel real and the dazed feelings left. They quickly gave me a Covid test (not going to lie, that was more uncomfortable than the actual birth of Beck ha) and at about 2:45 am I had my epidural. About a half hour later my blood pressure dropped and I vomitted (tmi but sharing the whole story:) and felt really terrible until I fell asleep for about 2 hours. I do not sleep well at hospitals so I was actually really happy about those 2 hours of sleep!
They came and checked me right before 7 am and I was at a 6. It made me so happy to be that far and so excited thinking that I would have a baby at around lunch time. They gave me a peanut ball to use between my legs and left the room. With Skye that peanut ball brought her quickly so I should have guessed the same was going to happen with Beck. At 7:10 I FaceTimed my sister and the girls and then at 7:15 I FaceTimed my niece (Curly) to wish her a happy birthday. Curly had been telling me for weeks to NOT have this baby on her birthday (she was joking around but said it multiple times) so we were laughing about how it was looking like she was going to be sharing a birthday with her cousin. The doctor came in to check me and I was feeling a lot of pressure at 7:25. She said I was at a TEN and it was time to start pushing very soon. At 7:30 I started pushing and with two contractions of pushing, Beck was here. I was very lucky to not tear (the same thing happened with Skye) and just couldn’t believe how I went from laughing with my niece on the phone to having a baby so quickly. When they are ready to come, they are ready to come!
During the pushing portion I just could not stop thinking about whether we were going to meet a boy or a girl. I think that was my biggest motivation to push him out so quickly. Andrew said, “It’s a BOY’ with the biggest smile on his face and it was the best surprise I’ll ever have. I highly recommend trying the ‘surprise’ route if you ever want to, and even Andrew agrees that for that experience it was so worth the patience it took for 39 weeks to get to that moment.
7 lbs 8 ounces (my biggest baby yet) and 19 inches long with extra long fingers and feet!
They handed Beck to me after Andrew cut the cord and it felt so so so so good. You’d think with my normal tendencies to take a picture of every little item of my life we would have taken a million pictures but the only ones we had at this point were from when the nurse told us to take pictures which I’m glad she did! Andrew and I were just so there in the moment that nothing else mattered and that first hour felt like everything else in the world had stopped and it was just Andrew and me getting to know our newest addition.
Then we FaceTimed with my sister to show the girls their new brother. Skye was too busy playing with her cousins to care, ha and Brooke was so excited to see him!
We were taken to the floor we would stay for the next 24ish hours and met our nurses there who were all so incredible. At the hospital we were at you are allowed 2 guests max throughout your stay (and those two people can’t be there at the same time or switch with other people). My mom came to meet Beck and I loved every second of having her there cuddling him. I felt so lucky to be able to have her there and it was actually really nice to have a quiet and simple stay while we were there.
While my mom was with me, Andrew went to pick up Knox at school. They FaceTimed us and I showed him Beck while the nurses were checking on him and told him he had a new baby brother. He just stood there for a second shocked and then the tears started flowing. He has wanted a baby brother for about 8 years now and seeing his sweet face crying tears of joy (that started after I took this screenshot) was a really special experience.
The rest of our stay went well and Andrew and I were so excited to get back home and for Brooke, Skye and Knox to meet him. Beck’s birthday was the perfect day and we all cannot wait to experience life with Beck.
A few more random things to note:
*They gave me a turkey sandwich quickly after I had Beck that will go down in history as the best sandwich I have ever had… there is something so crazy good to me about the first meal after having a baby. Food tastes SO much better to me after pregnancy.
*We had Beck at the hospital that Andrew works at which I loved because he has so many fun connections there now!
*Who does he look like?!
*Beck evened things out in our family and on my parents’ side of the family—> They now have 13 granddaughters and 13 grandsons!
*I think we are going to have a thumb sucker… he did when he was in the womb (we saw on ultrasounds) and he keeps going for that hand.
*The cramping going on after having Beck has by far been the worst I’ve experienced postpartum so far… the nurses warned me they get worse with each one. Luckily some heating pads have helped and they’ve gotten better with each day.
*Where did we get the name? The Sunday before he was born we were at a family dinner talking and I had this weird feeling all of the sudden about the name we had picked out if we were having a boy. I randomly said something to Andrew which then turned into a full discussion with my parents and sister’s family about names. I think about 100 different one syllable names were said as we were trying to think of something new and Andrew said he loved the name, “Beck” and boom… I instantly fell in love with it. It finally felt like how I felt about Brooke and Skye’s names… just SO right. Truman is Andrew and Knox’s middle name and I loved the idea of having them all connected with that middle name too.
*I’m sure I’ll write an entire post on HRG about how breastfeeding is going but so far so good. I’ve gone into this time around with absolutely zero pressure and a few things of formula already purchased just in case we need it. The zero stress/pressure on my self + Beck’s latching like a champion (and he came HUNGRY) has made it my easiest start to breastfeeding so far and we are both doing great with it! My milk came in 48 hours after having him and the whole thing has felt so much easier than ever. I’ll continue the zero pressure thing and we’ll just take it a day at a time!
Those of you with kids, how much did they weigh at birth? Do you know how much you weighed at birth?
I feel like I haven’t heard about what is new with you in too long! How was your weekend? What have you been up to? Any great runs lately?
How did your parents choose your name?