It’s a boy!
Jensen Matthew arrived on Thursday, June 11, 2015 at 7:38 p.m. He weighed in at a whopping 9 pounds, 4 ounces and is 21 inches long.
He was delivered via VBAC four hours after my water broke at work. He’s my largest baby; it figures that my smallest – 6 pound, 9 ounce Jenna – was the one delivered via c-section. (Jaiden was 7-12, Jaylen was 7-5.)
I made a video sharing his birth story:
For months I’ve been researching VBACs, Ina May, unmedicated births, practicing Hynobabies affirmations and relaxation, but I was asking for an epidural when I got to the hospital and never had time for Hynobabies. I’m not sad, just throwing that out for posterity’s sake. I got the birth I wanted, and I’m thrilled about that. I was scheduled for a c-section on Tuesday at noon; the end game is always healthy baby, healthy mama, but I didn’t want another c-section. (Way to be on time, Jensen!) Though, at one point during labor, I did sarcastically chide myself for not choosing the c-section.
My epidural numbed my legs and perineum, not my uterus. The anesthesiologist said my dilation and contractions were out-running the medicine (I went from being dilated at 5.5 a few minutes before the epidural to being between 8 and 9 twenty minutes later). I felt EVERY contraction, and they were on top of one another. As soon as he was born, the very second, the pain mostly eased. I’d never pushed a child out and felt that much pain, so I want to corroborate those claims. The doctor said the adhesions from my c-section may have contributed.
I didn’t cry when they announced he was a boy, but every time I see the video, I do.
In the video, I shared that Jaiden cut the cord. That was a special moment! Both of the girls, and my mom, were in the room when he was born. Jaylen was at baseball practice (he’s made the all-star team).
He cried for hours after he was born, but Friday was a better day for us, and he cried only when someone was messing with him. We’re still working on getting a good latch, so he took an bottles of expressed breastmilk Friday night and Saturday morning. He is pretty content to just be held, and I think I can handle that.
He’s, really, the most precious thing (well, one of four)! I was expecting a much smaller baby, of course, and have newborn diapers and clothes; he’s already in a Size 1 diaper and the newborn sleeper I brought barely fits. Yikes! No wonder it’s hurt to walk or sit lately – I was carrying a toddler around.