So, I'm sitting here watching some baseball by myself....hubby is across the street at the neighbors house with his new boyfriend! Well, I'm not really watching the game by myself...I'm watching it with my new baby boy Beckett! Yep..he's here. Beckett Murphy Schweitzer was born on Monday, October 6th @ 11:53pm weighing in at 7lbs 6oz, 19 3/4 inches long. Healthy as can be and a headful of dark black hair. Love. Him. Up! He is too cute and so far (fingers crossed that I don't kinx myself) he is a good sleeper and we have not been too sleep deprived as we were with Parker. Big brother is doing pretty good with him. I'm sure he's still a little topsy turvy considering we brought someone new into the house, but other than having his own sleep issues (refusing to go to bed) he is doing wonderfully. I think that he is going to be the best big brother ever!
Birth story...funny. I went to work that day, had to leave early because I had a doctors appt. and they were going to check me out and do a Non-Stress Test on the baby to make sure everything was going good since my blood pressure had been increasing over the last couple of appointments. Everything checked out with that and Dr Heidi checked me and said that I was only about 2-3 cm dialated and 30% effaced, so I had a ways to go. I had to come back on Friday for them to check me out again and she said that they would probably schedule an induction as well. We went home, ate dinner (spagetti) and Scott had to go to St, Mary's to work with one of the pitchers. At about 6:00 the contractions started, but they were not bad at all. They started out as just being a *tad* uncomfortable and then they just progressively got worse. I called Scott at 6:30 because he said that he was only going to be gone for about 15-30 minutes. I said, "I'm not trying to be a b!tch, but I'm having some contractions and Parker wants to go outside and I don't think I can do it" They were not too horrible, but were pretty uncomfortable. So, Scott came home and went outside with Parker and I went outside too. I didn't know if this was the real deal or not, but I didn't want to spend the evening in the house by myself if it wasn't the real thing...I didn't want to be a wuss! One of Scott's co-workers was also coming to give us a Powerwheel quad that her son had and no longer uses so Parker could have it. I talked to Katie and Brian who had just gotten back from Gatlinburg (and wondering why I had not had the baby yet) and then the lady that Scott worked with came and Parker was totally pumped and was driving around like a crazy man on the quad. The contractions kept going, but nothing too bad. I went to plug in my cute pumpkins on the porch and bent over and when coming back up it it felt like I peed my pants. So I told Scott that I was going inside to use the restroom. I went in and my pants were soaked and I really didn't think that I had peed and I didn't have to go. So, then the contractions started to get a little worse. To the point where I was just leaning over the sink in the bathroom. I ran upstairs and thought that I might want to call dr. Lum to see what to do. I called him and he told me that I should wait until 10:00 (it was about 7:45ish) and if I was still having them that he would have me come on in to the hospital, but it was probably just a false alarm because I wasn't making much progress when I was in his office. So, I hung up the phone and leaned back to brace for another contraction and felt something funny. I stood up and my water broke. All over the floor in our bedroom (thankfully not on our bed!). Scott had come in before while I was waiting for Dr. Lum to call me back and wondered where I had been and if I was okay and I told him I was having such bad contractions that I called Dr. Lum. He called his mom who was at Julies to tell her to be on alert that we might need her. Then when my water broke, he was downstairs trying to get Parker to come inside. I screamed, "Scott...my water broke!". He was panicking, I was too. We didn't have anything packed (I was planning on doing it that night) and he was trying to get his mom to get over to the house and to get Parker to come in. Parker came up as I was hanging on the bed bracing myself to make it through another contraction and he asked me what was wrong. Scott told him that we were going to have baby Beckett. The pain was so bad already that I said, "I'm going to puke" Parker said, "You going to puke mom? You need a puke bucket? Don't puke on the bed!" It was hysterical! After Scott running around like a chicken with his head cut off we finally made it out the door to the hospital, and I couldn't wait to get there to get my epidural...the contractions were awful!
Okay...the rest of the story to follow...it's midnight, I'm going to feed the baby and head up to bed. Parker seems to be coming down with something (he's got a cold and right before bed had a fever) so I don't know if he is going to be able to go to school tomorrow or not..so I have to get some rest!
Ohhh...and for all the details from Craig and Debbie's wedding....WOW is all I have to say!