Landon's Birth Story - Part 1

This post is mostly for my own journaling purposes, so I know some people may not be interested in reading all the details of Landon's birth, but I never did this when I had Miley, and I am now kicking myself.  So I am making myself blog this before I forget too many of the details...

I had been feeling what I thought were "real" contractions" starting on Tuesday night, the 15th of February.  They were more painful than BH contractions, but they were not really consistent, and would last for a couple hours and then kind of burn out.  On Wednesday, I had a totally normal day, but around 7:00 pm, I started feeling contractions again.  Cameron and I kept waiting around for them to fade out, as they had done previously, but they kept coming, although ranging from about 5 minutes to 15 minutes apart.  We decided to just wait it out, and see what happened. 

We both went to bed, to try to get some rest, and I realized there was no way I was going to be able to sleep through the contractions, so I got up and did some stuff around the house, and watched some TV.  Cameron started getting a little antsy, and telling me that we were going to have a baby, but I still didn't quite think it was the real thing.  But, we packed our stuff anyway for the hospital.  This was around 1 in the morning, and I told Cameron I at least wanted to wait until it was closer to "morning" so that we didn't have to wake anyone up to take Miley, in the off chance that this wasn't the real thing.  So I told him that we would wait it out until 5 or 6 in the morning, and then if I was still having contractions, we would call up our sister-in-law, Cindy, and bring Miley there and head to the hospital to get checked out. 

I still didn't sleep the rest of the night.  I tried to kill some time, and ease the pain of the contractions by taking a bath (Cameron was fortunately getting a couple hours of sleep at this point...), and I TRIED to get some sleep, but with contractions coming every 5-10 minutes (still pretty irregular) it just wasn't going to happen. 

Finally at 5, I gave Cameron the go ahead to start loading up the car, and to call Cindy to tell her we would be bringing Miley by.  When he started doing all this, I had a total freak-out moment.  I just started bawling thinking about how much Miley's life was going to change, and how she couldn't quite really understand what was happening, plus I was freaking out about the thought of delivering a baby!  I pulled myself together enough for the time being, and we got Miley up and headed out.

We got to the hospital around 6:30 am and they put me in a room to monitor me for an hour to see if my contractions were consistent enough, and to see if I would make enough change in dialation to admit me.  When they first checked me, I was around a 2.  My nurse that would end up being the one to help deliver Landon came in around 7:30, and said that I seemed uncomfortable enough to justify admitting me, but they would wait a little while to check me again.  They said I could get up and walk around for a while, or stay in bed, so Cameron and I thought we would walk to see if we could get some progression out of it.  We walked for probably about an hour, and then I just felt too uncomfortable to keep doing it so we went back to our room to wait it out for a little bit and hopefully get the epidural...

More to come later!