That was the day I met Mister Shamblin.
Ok so I will say that Shamblin wasn't exactly planned... I found out that I was pregnant 7 weeks after we had been married. OOPS! Nevertheless he may have been a surprise but I was excited for his arrival since I found out he was coming.
I have been around babies my whole life. I've always loved them. Even since I was a baby I loved babies. I wasn't nervous about being a mom at all. I was more nervous about labor day.. and even though it was tough and it was painful it was the BEST day of my life.
One of the best parts about it is that I can finally understand how my Lord loves me. I get all teary eyed just thinking about it..
One of the best parts about it is that I can finally understand how my Lord loves me. I get all teary eyed just thinking about it..
My due date was May 8th but I had been told that more than likely he would be late. I expected that. I was scheduled to be induced one week after my due date. But by golly I was determined to have that baby naturally! Saturday May 11th my wonderful sister-in-law Mallory and my best friend Jessica were both graduating OU. My mom told me I would have to wait until after Mal's graduation before I went into labor. haha.. I told her it really wasn't up to me. Which is true.. Her graduation came and went and later that afternoon we attended her graduation party.
I loved the look on people's faces when they would ask me when I was due and I told them, "Last Wednesday." priceless.
After the graduation party I was doing everything I could to naturally induce labor! walking, yoga, eating pineapple... the list goes on. It quite an eventful day.
My husband suggested that we go for a ride in the car and he would drive really fast and then slam on the breaks and see if anything happened.. lol I love him. He is so goofy.
My husband suggested that we go for a ride in the car and he would drive really fast and then slam on the breaks and see if anything happened.. lol I love him. He is so goofy.
At about 10:15 pm I decided to hop onto my husband's exercise bike. We were watching Futurama. I slowly pedaled while I watched the show for about 15 minutes. Then I went and sat on the couch with my dear husband.
about 10 seconds later I thought I peed my pants a little bit...or was it..???! So I called my doula, Shelby.
"Shelby I'm not sure if my water broke or if I just pee my pants.." She told me that if it was my water it would just keep coming. So it did! Oh my goodness I was so FREAKING excited! She told me to go on a walk around the neighborhood since I was not having any contraction yet.
Paul and I walked around in the dark. He kept asking me what we need to do and I told him we would call Shelby after the walk but that wasn't really good enough. You see my husband is a planner. To the exact detail.. and God forbid if that plan was to change.
Me.. I'm the exact opposite. So I went through what I figured was going to happen. After our walk we would go to the hospital.
So I called Shelby and I was having irregular contractions and they were not painful at all. She told me that since my water broke I should go to the hospital.
Before I told my husband that he asked if we could go to bed and leave when I started having more contractions.. poor soul. He was already so tired. I told him we had to go to the hospital so off we went! We got there around midnight.
That was when I called my mom. She was so excited but she had just gotten home from Norman! So she said to call when I had dialated to a 6. At that point I was at a 4.
So I get to my hospital room and all of the nurses were so lovely. They asked me a million questions and got me all hooked up to a bunch of different machines. Finally around 3:00 am they told me they were done and I could get some rest. I still had not had any painful contractions yet.
So the nurse left and turned out the light. Paul was instantly asleep and I laid there a little too excited to sleep. about fifteen minutes later I started to doze off when I felt this huge pop in my back.
It was weird.. really weird.
and then it started.
ok yeah.. that contraction hurt a little bit.
five minutes later...
yep that one hurt too.
3 minutes later.
ooohhhhhh that one was more painful.
3 minutes later.
ow. owowow.
3 minutes later.
OOOOWWWWWW. Paul wake up! I need you!
and so it began. Shelby got there to help out with the pain. And she was amazing. She helped Paul coach me through all of the contractions. We walked around the halls and tried a birthing ball. They checked me around 5:30 am and I had dialated between a 6 and a 7.
unfortunately little Shamblin was facing the wrong way. So I had been having horrible back labor.
It was rough. It hurt.
I had been on my side for a while. At about 5:00 am was when I decided I was done walking. I was just trying to breathe through the contractions.
At this point the room was full with my mom, sister, husband, doula, and my nurse.They were all just so amazing.
Like.. a lot better.
Good job Shelby!
Look at how excited he is. Like a little kid on Christmas.
"Shelby I'm not sure if my water broke or if I just pee my pants.." She told me that if it was my water it would just keep coming. So it did! Oh my goodness I was so FREAKING excited! She told me to go on a walk around the neighborhood since I was not having any contraction yet.
Paul and I walked around in the dark. He kept asking me what we need to do and I told him we would call Shelby after the walk but that wasn't really good enough. You see my husband is a planner. To the exact detail.. and God forbid if that plan was to change.
Me.. I'm the exact opposite. So I went through what I figured was going to happen. After our walk we would go to the hospital.
So I called Shelby and I was having irregular contractions and they were not painful at all. She told me that since my water broke I should go to the hospital.
Before I told my husband that he asked if we could go to bed and leave when I started having more contractions.. poor soul. He was already so tired. I told him we had to go to the hospital so off we went! We got there around midnight.
That was when I called my mom. She was so excited but she had just gotten home from Norman! So she said to call when I had dialated to a 6. At that point I was at a 4.
So I get to my hospital room and all of the nurses were so lovely. They asked me a million questions and got me all hooked up to a bunch of different machines. Finally around 3:00 am they told me they were done and I could get some rest. I still had not had any painful contractions yet.
So the nurse left and turned out the light. Paul was instantly asleep and I laid there a little too excited to sleep. about fifteen minutes later I started to doze off when I felt this huge pop in my back.
It was weird.. really weird.
and then it started.
ok yeah.. that contraction hurt a little bit.
five minutes later...
yep that one hurt too.
3 minutes later.
ooohhhhhh that one was more painful.
3 minutes later.
ow. owowow.
3 minutes later.
OOOOWWWWWW. Paul wake up! I need you!
and so it began. Shelby got there to help out with the pain. And she was amazing. She helped Paul coach me through all of the contractions. We walked around the halls and tried a birthing ball. They checked me around 5:30 am and I had dialated between a 6 and a 7.
unfortunately little Shamblin was facing the wrong way. So I had been having horrible back labor.
It was rough. It hurt.
I had been on my side for a while. At about 5:00 am was when I decided I was done walking. I was just trying to breathe through the contractions.
At this point the room was full with my mom, sister, husband, doula, and my nurse.They were all just so amazing.
I slightly remember Paul's parents coming in. I couldn't really talk to them because I was concentrating.. very hard..
My dad was there too.
sleeping. as per use. :)
Around 6:00 I decided I was done with all of this pain business. I mean why choose it when I didn't have to right?
Thank the Lord for epidurals. I know he cursed woman in the very beginning telling us that bearing a child would be painful.. but after centuries of seeing that I think he decided to give us a break ;-)
After my epidural I was feeling so much better.
I could finally get some rest!
and so could my family
Since I had an epidural it did slow my labor down so they had to start me on pitocin.
Then a little before 11:00 am they came in to check me again.
I was dialated to a ten!
and it was time...
time to start pushing!!!
Look at how excited he is. Like a little kid on Christmas.
This is the face of a man who is about to meet his son.
I pushed... and pushed.. and pushed.. I pushed for TWO hours and fifteen minutes.
Obviously Shamblin was comfy where he was and didn't want to come out.
But finally he did.
I think this is the point where I started bawling. Like a.. well like a baby.
Look at that long noggin.
7 pounds and 15 ounces of pure pride and joy.
That is one proud papa.
Yep. Best day of my life.
Thanks be to Champagne&blush for taking my pictures. I have the best sister ever!
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