They say you will forget all about your labor once you see your baby’s face. Almost 8 years later and I still remember the 22 hours I went through. Do I regret it? Hell no. But I do regret ever doing an induction. Hubby was in law school and home for the summer. We wanted the baby here asap so he can have as much with him as possible before he went back. The doctor said he was ready so we induced a week early. 6am check in on Wednesday 6/27/06. I remember thinking this is nothing for the first few hours. I didn’t feel a thing. Then the back labor kicked in. I refused any drugs. I had a high threshold for pain. I figured my sister had quick & easy labors that this should be hereditary. Yea, right WRONG! 9cm dilated only at 20 hours. I was exhausted. My mom & sister were physically drained. Hubby, well he went to eat & napped so needless to say he was doing good. Then the decision came that I would need a c-section. This guy wasn’t budging. It didn’t help that the cord was around his leg either. So I had to finally get an epidural. At 3:58am my little guy entered this world screaming. This is our 1st family photo of 3.
Now this Saturday my baby will be 8 years old. Wow how time has flown by. It has been the best 8 years of my life. Those 22 hours have come & gone but the memory of bringing him in the world will stay with me forever. I can’t wait to celebrate this weekend for this is my favorite time of year. Happy Birthday Andre!