On March 1st, Silas and I welcomed Little Jason Tate Hathaway into the world!
Apparently our babies like to be punctual, because they were BOTH born on their due dates. What are the odds of that? Silas said that Jason wanted to beat June, because with her my water broke at 7 am, but with Jason my water broke right at 12 am.
I was SO ready for him to come. I had resorted to doing all sorts of crazy labor inducing things… like eating a huge can of pineapple, only to find out it’s FRESH pineapple, not canned, that works.
When I woke up at 12 am on March 1st and felt like I might be leaking. Ironically, I didn’t want to go to the hospital because I was so comfortable in bed… and I really didn’t want to have to labor through the night because I am not an early morning person. Haha.
Funny thing is, I had zero contractions. But since I was Group Strep B positive, I had to go to the hospital as soon as my water broke so I could be started on antibiotics. So I woke up Silas (who apparently had heard a “pop” similar to the one that we both heard when my water broke with June) and we grabbed a few things, I put on makeup (because that’s a priority, haha!) and drove to the hospital.
Once I was admitted, they did a test on me to see if the leaking I felt was amniotic fluid. It came back positive, so I got to stay. Yay. They had to start me on pitocin, because my contractions didn’t start up, despite Silas and I walking up and down the halls of the hospital at 2 am.
It’s all very hazy, but I think they started me on pitocin at around 4 or 5, and I got the (amazing, wonderful, did I say amazing?) epidural at around 6.
By like 7 I was dilated to a 4 (whoohoo…. not) then they checked me again, and I was like a 7 or 8. The nurse told me it would probably be a while, but to call her if I felt extreme pressure. She left the room and a minute later I called her back because I felt tons of pressure. She checked me again, and I was almost a 10. I did like two pushes and she told me to stop (because the midwife wasn’t there yet) I wasn’t even trying to push, but my contractions were doing all the work for me and he was coming despite my efforts to just breathe through that contraction.
It hurt so bad, even with the epidural, but literally two pushes later and my little 8 lb 3 oz boy was out.
He had to be put on oxygen for an hour because there was so little adjustment time during labor; but he is a very healthy, perfect baby & we are so blessed to have him join our little family!
I can’t wait to see them play together!
Below are a bunch of photos from our first few days, because lets face it, no birth story is complete without loads of cuddly newborn photos!
I have such cute kids, so I couldn’t just pick one photo!!! I am one blessed mommy!
I’ll hopefully little Jason’s nursery soon. There are so many cute elements I can’t wait to show you all!
Well, he is telling me he wants to be held… gotta go! XO