Introducing Max

It is going to take a while to catch up. First thing is first. I had a healthy baby boy. I have enjoyed every minute of maternity leave and summer break with my newborn son. Blogging was put on the back burner as I adjusted to life as a family of four.

Max is the sweetest guy. He was born at a whopping 8 pounds and 14 ounces on May 26th at 5:11 p.m. 

Labor was a full day of work. My day started at 9:30 a.m. and finished around 5 p.m.. It was a totally different experience than I had with my daughter. I was supposed to be induced and scheduled to come in. It was weird knowing the exact date my baby was going to be born. It was hard to sleep the night before knowing that I would have two children in just hours.

We arrived at the hospital that morning but no beds were open so we waited. The hour and a half wait to get a room felt like forever. The good news was I was three centimeters when the induction was scheduled, so no pitocin for me. The doctor broke my water. About forty five minutes later my contractions began. Light at first but became strong very fast. I requested the epidural and by the time I received it, the pain was miserable. With my daughter the epidural took a while to take. The doctor put me on my side, the one that wasn't numb and it worked. I was not so lucky with my baby boy. The same thing happened. I could feel pain on my left side. They even tried the epidural again but no change. I knew at that point, it wasn't going to work.

Pushing for an hour and twenty minutes feeling everything was the most pain I have ever been in. I know having a baby isn't supposed to be a cakewalk. Mila was exhausting. I was in labor for twelve hours with her and pushed for two hours but the experiences were total opposites. The pain with my daughter was manageable, just mainly tiring. The pain with my son is what childbirth is all about. It was the real deal. I know somewhat now what my mother went through, what my grandmothers went through, and what all of those crazy women that choose to have a natural childbirth go through. I wanted that baby out so bad that I almost requested a c section and that is one of my biggest fears. It was such a relief when I finally got to hold my handsome little guy. It still amazes me how the pain was instantly gone as soon as he was out.

As agonizing as it was, I would do it all over again. He is perfection, and I am so totally blessed. I thank God everyday for giving me two beautiful and healthy children.