
My sweet first born celebrated his 6th birthday today. He was really the first born in our group of friends at the time. I am sure many of them have the same thought of How on earth did he get to be 6? It really does seem like just yesterday that we were headed to the hospital.
Carson was due on March 12th. In my mind he would probably be late. My sister was born late, and her first born was also late. So, I figured he would arrive about the 22nd. I was planning to work on the 8th and 9th and then get a note from the doctor to stop working. Sunday the 7th was an absolutely beautiful day (kind of like it was today). After church, we came home and worked in the yard. I was down on the ground working in the flower beds. That evening, we had canceled our small group because 2 of the couples were out of town. Jeff was doing some work down stairs, and I was going to take a bath. As soon as I got into the bath tub, I felt my water break. I was not completely sure that is what happened. I was trying to figure out how I was going to get down stairs to tell Jeff. I got downstairs and said "My water just broke." He stared at me like he did not believe me and said "You are kidding." It took a few minutes to get him to believe me. Jeff still had to get some things together, so it took a little while to get to the hospital. I was strep B positive so even though I was not really feeling contractions, I had to go into the hospital to start antibiotics. I must have called someone from work at this point too. I don't remember that detail, but since I was suppose to be working the next morning it must have happened.
We got to the hospital and were admitted. By that time I was having contractions. They gave me something to relax me and I for the most part went to sleep. It was probably about 10 or 11 by then. Jeff watched movies! I rested a little and things continued to progress. At about 3 or 4 AM I got an epidural. At that point, I went back to resting. Jeff went out of the room with my mom and Randy. While they were gone, Carson's heart rate dropped. All the nurses came running in. I was clueless as to what was happening-which was a good thing. By the time Jeff got back to the room, I had made a lot of progress and things were settled down. Sometime around 6, I was ready to push. But, Carson had not dropped all the way. The midwife came in and I pushed for a bit. Since nothing was really happening, she went to a c-section and came back a while later. The doctor came at some point and check on me as well. Basically, we were very close to having a c-section. They were also aware that C had the cord wrapped around his neck, but they did not let me know about it. After many more hours, they came back and we tried again. This time after a lot of pushing, he finally dropped and was born at 11:56AM. He weighed 7 pounds 8 ounces and was 21.5 inches long. He had a little fever and had to be taken to the nursery for a little while. But, he was only there for a short period of time.
Now, he is 6. He is such a special, sweet, smart little boy. He loves his family and is very sensitive. He is learning about Jesus and is amazing at memorizing scripture. I truly feel lucky to be his mom. I say all the time if all kids were like Carson all families would have about 10 kids. (That is until I was pregnant this time)