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#5 Birth Story… Overcoming Trials in the First Week of Life Part 1

It was an ordinary Wednesday in June I went to the doctor for my 37-week check up. Everything was going good; I was beginning to dilate which is always great news! I went for my final ultrasound to check to make sure all the cysts were gone from our 20-week ultrasound. (For news on this click here). The ultra sound was great! No signs of cysts and he looked quite healthy with chubby cheeks! The best ultrasound tech in the world, Randy, figured at that moment he weighed about 7 pounds 11 ounces.

I went home relieved that our baby boy was healthy. It was a beautiful day outside, which never happens in Texas in the Summer so I decided to take #3 and #4 for a walk. On our walk we passed our neighbor who was headed to the pool. She stopped and told us to meet her there. It sounded like a great idea, so we finished our walk and headed over for a swim.

At first everything was going great. The kids were great, the weather was great, and the company was great. The kids decided they were hungry so we got out for a snack. All of a sudden it happened…excruciating pain that would only go away for a few minutes, was it time? Certainly, it wasn’t it was too early; I was only 37 weeks and 3 days. The pains continued, so I decided to get back in the water…that didn’t help. At that point I knew… It was time, whether I was ready or not.

I told my neighbor I was in labor. Like a sheepdog herding sheep we began gathering toys and kids. I made it to the car with her help and I began to drive home, phone in hand timing contractions: 2:30; 2:15: 2:25; 2:10.

I gave #3 instructions to gather clothes for her and her sister. I texted Ty praying he was on his way home. Luck was on our side that day because he was on his way. Curled up on my left side to slow these contractions, I waited; I waited for Ty to come home and prayed for him to  just be here because these contractions weren’t slowing down!

Finally, he was home and I rushed the girls out the door to our neighbor’s house and away we flew. On the way to the hospital the contractions continued to get closer hovering around 1 minute and 30 seconds apart. We flew into the parking lot at the hospital and he helps me inside. I was immediately admitted and checked…. Thinking I was going to have this baby any minute based on the amount of pain I was in and how close the contractions were, I was very disappointed when they said I was only a 5! What?!

More disappointment followed when they said I was strep B+ and would now need two doses of antibiotics before they would break my water…

You have got to be kidding me! There is no way this baby will be in here for 4 hours more even if we gray taped him in!

The next two hours were filled with horrendous pain every minute. I begged and pleaded for our baby to just be out of me. I begged for them to break my water. I begged for help! I begged for them to let me push.

Let’s be honest natural childbirth is not for the faint of heart!

I sat at a 9 ½ for 25 minutes and nothing helped to get past that. The doctor finally arrived and I begged her to just break my water. She finally agreed.

I was elated that my water would finally be broken for the instant release of pressure and pain. She got ready and did it….and nothing happened… no gushing water, no relief of pain… nothing…

I grabbed the nurse’s hand and said as tears streamed down my face, “I have to push!” The doctor warned me that mom and babyI could cause damage before pushing at a 10 and I said that I was ready to take that chance. Two and half pushes later a beautiful baby boy came out along with Niagara Falls. (He was so far down in the birth canal when they


broke my water that nothing could get passed his head.) #5 was born, Tony Jamison… 7 pounds 11 ounces, just what the amazing Randy suggested earlier that day!

We were in the clear. He was healthy and happy, or so we thought!



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*Cover Image photo credit Michelle Thurgood Photography. She is amazing! Check her out!

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