Whew, what a busy time it’s been! Lets update everyone that hasn’t already heard the news and hopefully get the blog caught back up, smiles.
As everyone knows that last week, last Tuesday afternoon I went into the hospital because baby J was trying once again to enter the world early and the results of that lovely visit. If you don’t remember, then, check that out here
Now lets move ahead to early Friday morning about 2AM eastern standard time. I end up in the hospital yet again because J says he wants out now! This time the staff is extremely rude in the fact that they made me feel like what the hell am i doing there, it’s all about the baby and you as the mother really don’t matter. Comments like, “the baby is fine so you’ll be ok.” I tell them I’m the one stressed out due to the pain he’s causing along with the contractions and I get, “oh, just relax and you’ll be fine. The baby is what’s important and he’s looking good. What’s a little discomfort to a healthy baby. You do want him coming out healthy right?” Um, like really. What a way to make the mom depressed and feel like crap, right?
So anyways, around 10:30-11AM our doctor comes in once again and states that “if the contractions were still 5 to 6 minutes apart she’d take little guy out, but since they’re not . . .”
By then I lost it and just cried even more. Once again how I felt and my concerns meant nothing even to my doctor! I was getting ready to call my bf and let him know that I’d be heading home once again to suffer because the doctors and nurses didn’t give a damn, but before that happened, here comes the fun part!
No no no no nos, no mores upsetting my mommys and keeping mes in here. I wants out and I wants out rights now!
Five minutes after my doctor left my hospital room she came back in and said, “well the contractions picked back up so I’m going to check you out to see if you’ve dilated.”
The next thing I hear is . . . “oh crap, she has.”
Doctor, How soon can your husband get here?
Me, I don’t know, he’s has to call work and find a ride.
Doctor, um, well, do you think he can get here by 12:30?
Me, um, well, I think so, but he’ll definitely try super hard.
Come to find out that J was not screwing around this time. He meant business and they were taking him out by c-section or he was coming out naturally. He apparently made me dilate a lot, where if she waited any longer it would be taken from her by J, lol.
So needless to say I was then quickly prep for that c-section that wasn’t suppose to happen until August 29. BF/daddy made it there by 1pm and baby J was born at 1:59PM.
He entered the world weighing 7lbs, 8 ounces, 20 inches long, a head full of dark hair and blue eyes and to show his displeasure to the nurses and doctors that upset his mommy and forced him to stay in longer than he wanted…he peed on them! hahahahahahahah
Wow, let me tell you this boy has some powerful ass lungs on him! They pulled him out and within 2 seconds he definitely made his voice heard.
Doctor, now that’s what I like to hear.
Me, I told you had nothing to worry about. He demanded he was ready. Should have listened the first time.
So from this moment forward the pregnancy entries have ended and the fun of baby J has begun! I hope you’re ready for the ride…we’re in for trouble now!