Tonight my oldest Grant reminded me that tomorrow he will finally reach double digits. Like mom would forget or something- how could I it is a day that I will never forget or at least what lead up to his birth. Here is the story of the birth of my oldest son.
I had been having contractions off and on for about 3 weeks and feeling just miserable. I kept going to the hospital because we were certain that this was it. Needless to say they kept sending me home- then when I really went into labor I refused to go to the hospital.
It was the night of June 20, 2000, the doctor told me the week before that if I hadn't gone into labor by the 21st she would try to induce me because I was feeling like crap. So I went to bed about 11 pm on the 20th thinking that no matter Dr. Jane said she would induce me the next day. Jeremy got home from work about 11:15 came in and gave me a kiss saying he would be in bed soon since we had an appt around 10 am the next day. I laid down and went to sleep right away then about midnight I SHOT up out of bed my baby had kicked me hard and I had to go pee. I didn't make it to the bathroom so I yelled at Jeremy that I needed clean pants and then I would go back to bed- I laid down and HURT like no other. Jeremy asked if I needed to go to the hospital and I told him no they would just send us home again. My night was long and wierd I thought. Everytime I laid down I went to the bathroom - never made it to the bathroom though. Ok I know what everyone is thinking you didn't know that your water was leaking? Well in lamaze class they told us that it will be a gush of water when it beaks not a slow leak- so why would I think I needed to go to the hospital. I spent a lot of time that night wondering why that night was so different from all the rest and Jeremy went ahead and went to sleep so I went all night not knowing what was going on. The next morning my mom was off of work so I called her at around 8:30 to ask about all of this that was going on she told me that she thought I was in labor but she would be over very shortly to sit with me to see what was going on. By the time she got there I was pretty sure that I was in labor I had actually started to see a pattern in my back hurting that I hadn't noticed before. When mom got there she timed about 5 contractions then told me to get my bag she was going to wake Jeremy up I need to go to the hospital my contractions were every 3 to 4 mins apart. I was scared but once I found out that my moms best friend, Ann Heflin was going to be with me I felt a little better about everything.
Well I got to the hosptial and they checked me I was at a 5 and they were sure I was going to have him anytime and should of had my labor not stopped. Yes it stopped and even with the pitdrip I had no contractions. By 10 pm I still had not had a baby yet. Dr. Jane came into town to check on me and in the mean time my mom and little sister had brought Jeremy out some food, well he didn't get to eat it because Jane, my mom and Jeremy had decided that a C-section would be my best bet. I didn't care how he came out just that he did. They wheeled me into the operating room told me to lean forward so that they could do the epirdural and I was out. I really don't remember much after that. What do I remember about my oldest child?
I remember them telling me that I had a beautiful baby with lots of dark curly hair. He looked like a good size baby with long fingers and toes, and long eye lashes. However the next day I had to ask what I had had. I know crazy but I really could not remember.
Grant William Holben was born on June 22, 2000 at 12:23am weighing in at 9lbs 1oz and was 21 1/2 inches long. Now it is June 21, 2010 and I remember that night like it was just yesterday-wow how much has changed. Now he is a big boy almost as big as him mom and sweet, loving and the best big brother anyone could ask for.
So a very big Happy Birthday to my oldest Grant!! I love you so much!!!!!