this past thanksgiving, my life changed in a big way. this past thanksgiving, i became a mom.
we were scheduled for a c-section for the following day. luckily, my sister in law hosted for the holiday, so chris and i went over happy and hungry. we left early-ish, came home, showered, packed our hospital bags, and went to bed. around nine o'clock, i got up to use the restroom. i crawled back in bed and felt a gigantic gush. i remember thinking to myself, "did i not pee all the way on the toilet?" ...but the gush didn't stop. so i jostled chris away and said matter-of-factly, "my water broke." in an instant, chris flew out of bed, panic-stricken and tossed me a new pair of sweatpants. "put these on! we have to go now!" he shouted, quickly followed by, "and call the doctor!" his frantic-ness made me a little nervous, but i managed to call the ob (who called me back within minutes and told me to come to l&d). i did put on those new sweatpants, by the way, which were soon soaked, too. chris started the car and off we were. when i got to l&d, it was pretty obvious by my all-too soaked-through sweatpants that labor had started, so they ushered me into triage. i was hooked up to all sorts of monitors and by then, contractions had started. the doctor arrived not too long after. he told me that as long as the contractions stayed spaced apart and i didn't dialate too quickly, we could still wait until the morning for the c-section. but about a half hour later, the contractions were intense and i had dialated quite a bit, so off to the operating room it was. in the operating room, they administered a spinal. whoa baby did it hurt (but it only lasted a second before i went comfortably numb from the waist down). before i could process what was about the happen next, a sheet went up and chris was ushered into the operating room. i could see shadows through the curtain and hear mumblings, but i fixated on chris (who reported that i looked like a deer in headlights). not fifteen minutes later, they told chris to peek over the curtain and out popped asher james. the nurses took aj to another room to weigh and clean him (chris followed) and there i lay, belly open, now a mom. chris returned with the baby a few minutes later. i remember feeling like i was in a dream. (i also remember asking for nausea medication!) once i was sewn back up, the three of us went to a recovery room (for about an hour... but i don't have much recollection of this). after that, we were taken to our hospital room, where we would spend the next three days together. those next days were a whirlwind of emotions. friends and family came to visit. i attempted to feed my new baby. i learned what exhaustion truly felt like. and i realized that my life would never be the same again <3
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