Motherhood

Happy Induction Day!: Luke’s Birth Story

My baby is turning two. Two years ago my world changed forever. That day is one of my most treasured memories as we welcomed little Luke into the world! We didn’t announce his name until his arrival, but in truth Rob decided he wouldn’t settle on a name until we saw him. So we went into that hospital with three names picked out- Andrew, Jacob and Luke. I really wanted Rob to just pick, and tried to get him the entire pregnancy to pick already but he was pretty adamant! Anyway, by the time I hit 41 weeks I was so done being pregnant. Pregnancy is really rough on me, especially towards the end and I was getting so impatient to meet him! We scheduled an induction for the day I hit 41 weeks, March 31st. We went to the Naval hospital the night before to get checked in, settle into our room and just waited to start the pitosin the next morning. I tried to rest as best I could but I was so excited that I didn’t get much rest!
At 9am the started the pitosin; I was zero centimeters dilated so we had a long way to go before we got to 10cm! I began to prepare myself mentally for the intense pain and contractions that I was told happen during inductions; I really wanted to avoid an epidural because the sound of a giant needle in your spine is terrifying. After 30 minutes I was still sitting their bracing myself, but the pain never came. I seriously couldn’t even feel a twinge but the machine was telling us there were plenty of contractions. I was in a bit of shock but I was also ecstatic!

I couldn’t feel this!

Around 4cm/6pm I took a nice long nap, I was so relaxed. Around 7:30 the doctors woke me up to check on me and introduce me to the shift change doctors and nurses. They checked and I was at 5cm, then my water broke very shortly after that. Once my water broke I could definitely feel those contractions! They were telling me since I was only half way I could go another 12 hours and since contractions were coming right on top of each other, I knew there was no way I would possibly make it that long. I hadn’t slept the night before so even with a nap I was pretty exhausted. I asked them to call for an epidural, thinking that it would take a couple hours for them to get up there, but it turns out the guy was in the next room so he popped in just 5 minutes later. I relaxed my body to prepare for the needle and after it was over they laid me back down to do the trial shot of pain medication, and the nurse decided to check me again. Turns out I was already fully dilated! In less than an hour I went from a 5 to a 10. The anesthesia guy looked at me and goes “Well, sorry but that trial shot was all you can get. You’re too far along for more!” They wanted me to feel the contractions so that I could know when to push, which is a good thing so I wasn’t upset. The nurse ran out of the room and next thing I know people were flying in the room with these giant carts; meanwhile I was starting to feel the urge to push. 45 minutes of pushing later and my little guy was born at 9:13 pm! There was meconium in the water so they wanted to check his lungs quickly before laying him on my chest so Rob got to see him first. Rob brought him over to me and said “I think he’s a Luke” I quickly agreed, mainly because I was so happy that Rob finally settled, haha!

All in all it was such an amazing day and I honestly couldn’t have hoped for it to go better. Our little boy arrived happy, healthy and quickly.
The next year flew by so quickly and I’m crying just thinking about it! Luke started crawling at 6 months and walking at 10 months. He weaned himself around 16 months and that’s when he really seemed like a big boy to me! I cried so hard that day when I realized my tiny baby didn’t truly need me anymore. Breastfeeding was a challenge at times but it was also an incredibly special bond.

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One year photos with Morgan Weathers Photography

As my baby turns two I look back at all the amazing memories and special moments we’ve had with our sweet boy over the years. He is such an amazing kid; he has the sweetest heart, he is so athletic for his age, and he loves his baby sister. He is already growing into a little gentleman who I pray will also grow to love the Lord with all his heart.

Happy Birthday sweet Luke! We love you so much and can’t wait to see you grow up even more!

-Katie

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