In her words:
“I had just stopped working and was on day 3 of being at home waiting for you to arrive. We had one last sonogram where they estimated you to be about 9lbs 3 ounces. Mom was getting worried that you were getting soo big and getting impatient to meet you. That same night I was up late because I could not sleep. At around 3am I woke up just in time for my water to break. I woke up your dad and the contractions started soon after. We rushed to pack our bags and began timing contractions. By 7am I knew it was time to get to the hospital. When we arrived you were well on your way and the nurses promised us you would arrive soon. I was checked into the labor and delivery room and was in great need of the epidural by that time. Once it kicked in mom was feeling much better. Fast forward quite a few hours later and things began to stall, guess being inside mom was more warm and cozy. Then the epidural wore off and mom thought for a minute she wasn’t going to make it lol! Take 2 on the epidural and we continued on our journey towards helping you greet the world. After several more hours, things got a bit scary when your little hart rate dropped and moms kept increasing ever so high. Finally at 2 am the doctor made the call for a cesarian delivery. A swat team of people came in and rushed us down the hall. We were prepped for delivery and a few minutes later your dad and I heard your first cry. You were born May 11th at 2:28am weighing in at 8lbs 10 ounces. It was the best sound I ever heard. They cleaned you up and then brought you over so I could finally meet you face to face. I never saw anything so precious in my whole life. I instantly fell in love. Me and your dad love you so much and couldn’t be happier that you are finally here! “
