Because I’ve got birthing and newborns on the brain … I pulled out all the pictures of Owen and Charlie’s birth couple days ago. And because I can’t seem to think of much else these past couple days … that’s just what this post (and probably tomorrow’s post) are going to be all about. Owen’s, and then Charlie’s, birth stories.
Right before the ‘big day’, the ‘big day’ itself (labor, epidural or lack of, baby stats, etc), the first day or two in the hospital, the first day home, the nurseries, etc …
Oh, and don’t worry … nothing graphic!
Last week, I compared my baby bellies with each pregnancy. If this was the only clue to the gender of baby #3, I’d guess we’re having another boy for sure. However, since I’ve never known girls … I have no clue if I’d look any different carrying a girl. Maybe this is just how I look pregnant regardless of the gender inside?!?
Now … as for the labor and delivery of my first two, I’d say they were as different as they possibly could be (without a c-section or induction thrown in the mix). Both babies were late, both had induction dates set, but managed to come on their own before those dates, both labors started at the exact same time … midnight, but that’s about where the similarities end.
Today, I’m sharing some details about Owen’s big day (Charlie’s big day is next … probably tomorrow).
BABY #1 … OWEN:
Here’s a picture of our ‘family’ pre-babies. Do we look a lot less disheveled?!?! Molly was our only ‘baby’ and she was incredibly spoiled and used to being the center of ALL of our attention.
What on earth did we do with all of our time?!? It’s no wonder we had Owen’s nursery complete about 2 months early. Had his name picked out, and the room was already adorned with ‘Owen’ items.
Owen was due May 19th, and arrived five days late on May 24th. It was a Monday, and my induction was scheduled for that Thursday. I was just thrilled that I actually went into labor on my own, however. I SOOOO wanted that, “Um, honey … I think it’s time to go to the hospital!” moment.
I got my wish, and woke up with contractions around midnight (I didn’t know that’s what they were right away, however). I quietly got out of bed, and went to lay on the couch and time them. Sure enough, they got worse, closer together, and I ended up waking Matt up around 2 or 2:30 to say, “Um, honey … I think it’s time to go!!” We called my mom, told here we were on our way over, packed up Molly, and dropped her off there before heading to the hospital. Nothing seemed rushed. Nothing seemed like what you see in the movies. A contraction every so often, but no craziness. No 100 mile an hour speeding car required. No thoughts of having a baby in the car. We snapped this picture at my mom’s just before leaving for the hospital (we definitely don’t look like the couples in the movies frantic to get to the hospital before baby arrives):
I was secretly thinking that they were going to send us home after checking in, but … nope! I was dialated to about a 3.5 (sorry if that was tmi … ), and was admitted around 3:30, and the whole process began. They asked if I wanted the epidural right away. I said not right then … that I would see how long I could last. Yep, I made it a whole 20 more minutes, then ordered up the epidural (apparently, I’m not very tough). I got it about an hour later … we’ll say 5am, and WOW(!!) it was fantastic!
Relaxing after the epidural:
The nurses told me to sleep, but I was WAY to excited to sleep. That, and they were slightly concerned with Owen’s heartbeat dropping every so often. After they told me that, I couldn’t stop staring at the baby heart rate monitor next to my bed.
Around 11am, it was finally time to push. Hooray!! I was still fairly comfortable from the epidural, and I was SO excited to meet this baby!!
Owen was born at 12:02 (just after noon), and really the labor and pushing was not that bad. I had some pain during pushing, a ton of pressure, and was exhausted, but looking back … I had it easy. I’ve heard absolutely horrible stories of long labors, long pushing, some ending in c-sections after all of that. I had nothing to complain about!
The worst part about the whole delivery was the concern that I could tell the doc had about Owen. Two ‘baby nurses’ were called in to be on hand to take care of him as soon as he was out (I didn’t fully realize that this was not a normal thing). The doctor finally had to use a vacuum to suck Owen out. He had the cord wrapped around his neck, and had swallowed meconium. The doctor cut the cord (without stopping to ask Matt), and the two nurses took Owen straight to the table. He wasn’t crying, so of course I was freaking out. The nurses (both named Becky, I remember) were very calm, however. They kept telling me he was fine, and that he had a cute dimple! I strained my neck, tried my hardest to see my new baby boy, and finally … finally (it honestly felt like forever), he was crying and they handed him over to me.
He was just fine after they cleaned out his throat and mouth, and the nurses left us with no further concerns about Owen.
They took his stats … 7lbs 15 oz, 20 inches long. We joked that he would have made it to 8 if he hadn’t ‘pooped’ inside (thus the meconium …. ).
He looks thrilled to be out, huh?
First family picture still in the delivery room:
Really, I had no idea how easy my labor and delivery was until my second experience (stay tuned for that tomorrow … the after delivery pictures are quite a bit different) …
It was a time of A LOT of firsts after Owen was born …
For example ...Matt. Before Owen came along, Matt was deathly afraid of holding newborns. With Owen, though, he was a pro!
He also got the honor of changing the first poopy diaper (something he could have also never done before without a major gag reflex kicking in):
The rest of Owen’s first day was spent meeting his Grandma and Aunt Steph (who were hiding in the hallways during labor after I told them I’d call when baby was here). Meeting Grandma and Grandpa Stahl (who were stuck in traffic on the interstate after a truck carrying bees overturned!!!). Meeting other Grandpa, Uncle Jim, Cousins, and more aunts and uncles!
Day 2 in the hospital was spent trying to figure out how to nurse Owen (that was quite the challenge, but we finally got it).
On the third day, we left the hospital and headed home.
You know how I mentioned that Owen’s birth was a time of a lot of ‘firsts’ for us?!? Well … putting a newborn in a car seat was definitely a first, and by the looks of this picture, we REALLY messed it up!!! Luckily, he made it home safe and we eventually realized that the car seat straps were WAY too high and fixed them.
Once at home, we put Owen in his crib to try it out as Molly looked on still trying to figure out what we had just brought home …
That first night home, our friends Brad and Christy and their new baby boy, Liam (4 months old) stopped over with dinner!
Future Hawkeyes??? Future dorm buddies at Iowa??
It’s amazing how BIG a 4 month old looks compared to a 2 day old?!?
Molly quickly became best buds with Owen, and assumed the role of watch dog.
Looking back … taking care of ONE baby was a breeze (don’t I look relaxed???) …
Having Spring babies is kinda our thing, I guess (Owen – May, Charlie – April, Baby #3 – May). I’ve never known any different, but being able to get outside with our new little ones has always been my favorite thing! We started walking in with Owen at 5 days old. Our Bob stroller had a car seat attachment, and we put a mosquito net around the car seat to keep bugs off him (maybe a bit of overkill, but recommended by our pediatrician, and as first time parents … we listened wholeheartedly).
That pretty much summarizes Owen’s arrival into this world and his first couple days. His labor and delivery kinda match his personality … laid back and easy-going (usually, that is … at least compared to his younger brother).
If you’re still reading (and not my mom or mother-in-law), I’m thoroughly impressed. Stop over tomorrow for Charlie’s arrival (assuming I’m not in labor with baby #3 tomorrow).
And if you’re sick of the personal posts … We’re working on finishing up some rooms and some other big projects that I hope to be able to share with you shortly!
Have a great day, and thanks for stopping by!
>>> See Charlie’s (#2) Birth Story HERE: