From the beginning of my pregnancy, I had a strong intuition I would go into labor a few weeks early. I was lucky to have a pretty easy pregnancy, feeling pretty well until a little over a week before going into labor. I started feeling much differently and I knew it was a strong indication he would be coming much sooner than later.
I woke up at 4:47am on Monday, April 4th, feeling like my water slowly broke. I got up, laid back down for an hour and still felt the same trickling feeling. I called the doctor’s office at 9am as my husband was about to leave for a meeting, and they said to come in immediately. We packed the car for the hospital and headed to the doctor’s office. Although the test the doctor had conducted didn’t show up as my water breaking, I had a strong inclination to get tested at the hospital anyway. Sure enough, it had.
After 22 very long difficult hours, our precious baby boy arrived. They laid him on me for a split second, and I couldn’t believe how tiny he was. They took him to get his measurements, and suddenly nurses were surrounding him telling us that he was going straight to the NICU and they didn’t know how long it would be before we would get to see him. It was extremely overwhelming to process, after being so excited that he was finally here. My husband had to go out and tell our parents that were excitedly waiting, that they wouldn’t be able to meet him that night.
Before they took him, I asked to see him through the incubator, once they put him in it, since I haven’t even seen what he had looked like yet. They made a last minute decision, instead of putting him in the incubator, to try skin to skin contact with me to see if his breathing and coloring would improve. Sure enough within minutes of snuggling on my chest, he started breathing normally and his color started changing. They didn’t end up having to take him to the NICU at all, and I could not have been more grateful.
Our parents were able to come in and meet him after all and I was so thankful!
From that moment on there is nothing I love more than having him snuggle on my chest. It’s the best feeling in the world. I just wanted to hold him and stare at him for hours in the hospital, I couldn’t believe how perfect and precious he was!
Hudson had experienced external head trauma from being stuck in the same position for hours during labor, as well as being posterior, and the cord wrapped around his neck. We experienced a very difficult delivery, along with battling low blood sugar the first 24 hours, then later on high billirubin levels, which we had to make trips to the hospital for bloodwork everyday until he was a little over two weeks old, and wearing a billiblanket 24 hours a day when we were home. He had so many factors stacked against him, especially being preterm, arriving almost 4 weeks early, but I am so grateful he overcame them all within the first couple weeks, and is doing wonderful now! He’s such a content baby, and so alert and observant, always looking around with his big blue eyes. We are so blessed to call him ours!