it's hard to believe it's almost been a year

Happy {rainy} Sunday!

So we had bbq plans today, however mother nature had other plans for us.

 I don't remember this much rain last year. As a matter of fact, last year was HOT and HUMID.

I was miserable. I was cranky. I was annoyed with everyone and everything.

Was it because it was so hot or was it that I was almost 40 week pregnant?

Either way, I wasn't happy.

As I sit hear wishing I was having fun in the sun, I am reflecting on my life

It's hard to believe that in 4 short days my little Booges is going  to be ONE.

Where has this year gone?

The first year has a mama has been challenging but so rewarding.

I love my little guy more and more every day!

I went to bed the night before he was born with this thought,

"tomorrow is my due date, and I don't feel any different. I can't go another day being this huge."

I woke up in the morning, still feeling no different. I waddled my way to the bathroom to pee, wash my face, and brush my teeth. My mom had flown in and was still sleeping.

Feeling a little on edge, I went and laid down next to her. I woke her up and to tell her I felt nervous.

During our talk, I must of had a strange look on my face. She asked what was the matter and I replied,

"I think I just peed the bed"

I managed to get up and go back to the bathroom... this is when I realized my water had broke.

OMG!

I calmly walked back in the room to tell her what was going on.

She was so excited, laughing, crying, and clapping.

 I then woke Shawn up to tell him, he was in disbelief.

Really, how many times do you hear of someone going into labor on they actual due date?

After all, we were told that it was a high possibility that my water wouldn't even brake.

I took a shower then called my Dr, he said to come on in.

After the looong drive to the hospital, getting check in, and settled in the most uncomfortable bed ever...

I still hadn't had one contraction.

I was checked and was only dilated to a whopping ONE!

Pitocin was started to 'speed' things up.

A couple of hours went by, and I was still in good spirits... laughing and joking.

Yes, I felt light contractions, but nothing to major.

I was checked again,

WOW, I went from being dilated to a one to being dilated to a ONE.

Nothing changed.... besides the pitocin drip being increased.

Contractions came on a little harder, and closer together...

but I was still able to manage the (somewhat) pain.

I had decided that I was going to try to go as long as I could without an epidural.

Several more hours past... I was check again... same song and dance...

I was still a one and the pitocin was increased again.

OUCH!

I was no longer Miss Happy Pants.

 I didn't want anyone to touch or talk to me.

Nothing was funny anymore and I felt like I was going to die.

But I still wanted nothing to do with an epidural.

It was the same story ALL.DAY.LONG.

My pitocin drip had been increased more then the maximum they normally have to give,

and my contractions were so close together that I didn't even get a change to breath.

But I just wasn't dilating.

After 15 hours, the Dr's decided it would be best to prepare me for a c-section.

I was so disappointed, a c-section wasn't in MY plan.

But wanted what was best for me and my baby.

The pitocin was stopped, and the contractions also stopped.

I was being prepared for surgery... and was scared.

After being rolled into the very cold operating room,

the anesthesiologist came in and gave me the dreaded epidural.

Everything seemed to be happening so fast,

yet I felt like I was in a dream where everything was in slow motion.

It took about a half hour... then I heard it... the cry that changed my life forever.

I saw my perfect little 7lb 5oz boy and fall in love instantly.

Oliver Joel Alexander McGee

06.02.10

To be continued...

Thanks for stopping by...

Peace and Love

XOXO,

Renae