Guess it’s about time to update you on our lives since my last post. (the last post I wrote Mar 3 not 4th like it say’s).
March 4th 2am I woke up with contractions and we were headed to the hospital by 4am. We arrived and I was already 8cm with a bulging bag of waters. Due to my quick delivery with Olivia everyone assumed that baby would arrive 30minutes after my water broke. The Dr arrived right away (we were all shocked) and broke my water. He had to jump out of the way as my water shot out at him ~ Orlund said it was like a fire hose! lol. My labour was going great and I was able to talk and joke between contractions and just breath through them when they hit. The nurse and Dr commented on how this was exactly the kind of labour they wouldn’t want teenagers to see (they’d think it easy). Eventually I laid down on my side to see if baby would be able to drop lower without catching on any cervix that was left. I asked for the laughing gas as I knew contractions are worse laying down. That stuff is crazy! The nurse mentioned that she’d never seen it work before, right as I took my first breath of it… Now she’s seen it work. She asked if I take much medication, which I don’t, so she figures that’s why it works for me. Orlund again had a wonderful time laughing at me and the nurse joined in as well. My pinky fingers would go numb and so did my face. It was weird, and so me being ‘high’ and trying to feel my face made for many laughs by all. Sometime around 7am they had me kneel on the bed leaning over the back of it (raised like a chair). That kick started the real pain! It felt like an eternity and I was exhausted. Shift change happened and my Dr also came in. Finally I’d had enough and jumped around and announced “I’m done! I’m pushing!”. Luckily baby dropped that exact same time so I really was ready to push. His head was already crowning with the first push. 12minutes of pushing, small episiotomy and baby arrived!
Jacob Hugh Norstrom
8lbs 7oz 20″long
March 4, 2012 @ 7:50am
He had the cord wrapped around his neck 3 times so he came out a very dark purple. However once the cord was unwrapped he let out a hearty cry which was followed by a big sigh from all the nurses/Dr. Apparently Jacob’s heart rate had also dropped to 50bpm so they were all figuring he’d need some assistance upon delivery. He didn’t. He was perfect!
We were discharged the following evening, I pretty much told the Dr to get me out of there.
Life has been crazy since. and I’ve learned so much ~ for example ~ boys can get yeast infections, and I learned how to treat that. How to change a diaper without getting peed on. That just because your last two didn’t spit up or need burping doesn’t mean your 3rd wont!
People always ask me if he’s a good baby. I always say yes. He cry’s most the day, spits up often, doesn’t let me put him down during the day and doesn’t sleep longer than the odd 5 hours at night ~ but he’s not ‘bad’, not like he’s doing it on purpose. Orlund tells me that’s not what people mean, they mean is he easy. But I just can’t bring myself to say he’s not good. If they want to know if he’s an easy baby I’d say “not really” but he’s not bad.
The girls? Well. They are adjusting. It’s been hard on them, to outsiders you’d think they’ve adjusted well. However at home they act like hormonal teenagers going through PMS. Lots of sass and attitude. But we are working together and trying to get more one on one time so they don’t feel like mommy is all about the baby.
I’ve found having #3 to be the most difficult adjustment. Just that the delivery wasn’t as easy as I’d figured it would be, and the recovery also took longer. I’m getting older and I could sure tell this time. Orlund say’s it’s been the easiest for him, however I do everything for Jacob (mostly) and he’s a very needy baby which just wears me down. I love him and wouldn’t change the fact we had him, just being honest. I find it more difficult this time sitting and nursing him when I see all that needs to be done. I’d gotten so good at keeping the house clean before he arrived that now it drives me nuts that I can’t get it all done, and I just sit nursing and see all that needs to be done, which is frustrating at times. It’s a lot different this time. Orlund is great and I honestly couldn’t do it without him.
Well there’s been a lot more that’s happened since he’s arrived. Many good things too. But this is all the time I have to write as the kids are loosing it. I’ll leave you with another picture of my adorable little man (just a few days ago).