So, for those that didn't know, we WERE pregnant! After a LONG and uneventful pregnancy, little Maxwell David Rust entered our home and our hearts. He was 2 1/2 weeks early, and true to alot of pregnant ladies, came after a long day of "nesting". I had done EVERY stitch of laundry in the ENTIRE house. I had cleaned and organized my bedroom where the baby would be staying for his first few months of life. I went through all of Abby's clothes and made piles of what goes to DI, what goes downstairs (not that we'll be needing any little girl hand-me-downs . . . I'm not quite ready to get rid of all or it yet), and what just goes in the garbage. All of Abby's clothes are in a dresser in my closet, because there's more room in there than in the girls' room! So I made room to add yet another child's clothes to my closet! I even went through all of my maternity clothes and made pile of who they need to be returned to . . . lots of great people loaned me lots of great maternity clothes. I organized my own maternity clothes into DI pile, loan to someone else pile and garbage pile!
Needless to say, by 5:00 in the evening, I was having a few mild braxton hicks style contractions, but they were like 20 minutes apart and not a big deal. I also just wasn't feeling good at all. Thomas came home for about 30 minutes before he had to rush off to do the nursery for the ward's enrichment activity. I told him I didn't want him to stay for the whole thing, because I just didn't feel good, and I wanted him home.
By the time he was home at about 7:30, my contractions were pretty consistent, but still about 10 minutes apart, and just not hurting much at all. I tried laying down for a nap, and I tried taking a nice warm bath, but the contractions wouldn't go away, and they kept getting closer together. By about 10:00 at night, they were pretty consistently 5 minutes apart, and they were hurting pretty good. We decided it was time to head to the hospital!
After 4 hours at the hospital trying to decide if I was going to be admitted, my contractions were 3 minutes apart, but I just wasn't dilating past a 3.
My excellent doctor decided to come in and break my water, I was going to be admitted, we were going to meet our little boy! Sure enough 4 hours later Max made is debut!
|He LOVES his mommy!!|