Last Wednesday night Jun and I were busy making last finishing arrangements before our 41 week appt early Thursday morning. We went to bed late, and Jun had set out our hospital bags by the door to take to the appt with us just in case Dr Palitz planned on inducing my labor. I think I only slept for 5 to 6 hours that night, I honestly thought the doctor was going to send us home after the appt and return on monday to be induced.
Thursday morning came quick and once again we were running late to our appt. Finally we arrived and we were called in for my exam. Jun had stepped out to get me a bottled water, and when we he returned the doctor had already checked me and called Memorial Hospital to inform them I was already dialated and he was sending me over to be induced. I was shocked, because with the rate things were going I felt that day would never come. Unfortunately I didn't take my sisters advice and eat before my appt just in case I would be induced. Dr told me or actually ordered me to go straight to the hospital, and to not stop for anything, not even some breakfast!
When we arrived to the hospital it felt a little surreal, we checked in and right away they set me up in a labor room. While I was lying in the bed, they had already put the IV in my arm and the sensors on my tummy, and the nurse asked me if I had felt any contractions, I said yes I think I'm feeling one right now, but I didn't know those were contractions. The odd part was they hadn't even injected me with patocin (i keep forgetting the name of the drug) to being the labor.
The delivery was very successful. I did request an epidural when the pain was too great to handle, however it wore off before it was time to push. Actually, I had requested for a stronger dosage, but they wouldn't let me since I was fully dialated at that point, and ready to deliver, this way I would be able to control the muscles necessary to push. Needless to say I felt every single contraction pain. Now I can officially say, "you don't know pain until you've given birth"
Never in my life have I felt such relief, until Marcus was finally out. It was almost instantly all the pain was gone, and I was finally able to meet the little baby boy who has been sticking his butt out at me for 9 months.
Marcus was a big baby, but he doesn't look big to me at all. He came into our world on May 19th @ 3:26 am. He weighed 8 lbs. 12 oz. and 21 inches long. He has a full head of thick hair, and kind of long, he has dimples too! I think he is a perfect mix of both me and Jun. We are sooo excited to finally be able to hold him in our arms.
WELCOME HOME MARCUS JOSE OCHOA ATIENZA <3