The Big Push

My husband said this week "Having one is easier than having two." He was referring to kids. I have to agree but I would not go back to having just one child. We were blessed with Amaya Maria Cole, our new addition to our family. She was born on the 29th of December 2011, at 4pm, weighing 8.1lbs ,21" long. It came as a surprise to us, we were told she would be smaller than her brother.

Here is our story. I was due on the 22th of December. I had seen my obstetrician a day before my due date and asked to be induced. I somehow knew that she would not come on time and was schedule for an induction on the 27. I had the joy of getting again the foley catheder, not really!. Surprisingly it wasn't as painful as the first time.

We arrived at the hospital the next day before noon. I was given small amounts of oxytosin. It made my labor longer than needed.

One question that I've asked myself is, When does labor start? I soon figured it out, when I started having contractions. The epidural didn't exactly work, so I was in agony for 18 hours. I did not scream, swear or cry. I kept thinking " suck it up! million of women have had kids before , I can do it too."                               

I was so happy to have my husband by my side. He only felt sick twice during the whole experience. We were glad that mom Cole was around to help out. Ben was able to rest and I was never left alone. All I wanted was him there, knowing that we were doing this together, sharing everything, every special moment. When the doctors came in to deliver Amaya the nurse told me " this is the worst part- pushing. It takes on average 2 hours to deliver from now on." I was so disappointed and mortified that I would feel more pain than what I had felt earlier. When the pushing started, I didn't feel much pain. I can say that it was not the worst part. When she came out, I cried of joy. She was there, our baby girl. She looks like her daddy. We love her.