We arrive at the Hospital around 2 am. I "think" Im having contractions, but I remember them hurting alot more the first time around, so I'm not really sure. I didn't want to be one of those that rushed to the hospital for gas pains. (yes, if you have never had a baby they feel like gas pains that come and go in the beginning) Upon arrival, my contraction were coming every 10 minutes then every 4 minutes back to 10 minutes back to 4 in that pattern. They started around 10pm. Lucky for me I went in (we started not to go bc I wasn't sure it was time) bc when they checked me I was at a 7. (they said an hour later and no pain meds.......WHEW good for me) They got me set up in my room and Blake was excited but didn't know what was going on. He wanted to sit with me, while we waited for Grandma Debbie (Josh's mom) to arrive.
He even got a hospital bracelet too. It was too cute. ( Sorry for the bad pic, Josh took it)
Now its about 3 hours later around 5am, and Blake finally fell asleep. It's about time!!! Now grandma can stay in the room, bc I didn't want Blake in there at delivery time. MIL goes to get them some snacks when I hear a "pop" it was my watering breaking on it own. It was cool, they broke it with Blake. I called the nurse to tell them, bc they were about to come in and break it for me.
Next my doc comes in at 7 to check me again and I was ready to go. She gets me ready and goes into the hall for some paper work, and tells the nurse to start practice pushes. She leaves the room the nurse begins. On the 2nd push the nurse says stops and says she doesn't want to catch this baby and goes and gets the nurse. I was surprised bc I though it was going to be harder than this. At this point with Blake, took an hour. A few minutes pass and she comes back with my doctor. We push again and once more and it was over. Bryson was born at 7:17am. He was 7 pounds 7 ounces, and 19 inches long. Blake was bigger at 7 pounds 11 ounces and 21 inches long.
They take him over and check him out. I kept telling Josh to go over pay attention to him, not me and make sure he was fine. This part didn't go so well with Blake, so I was expecting them to take him to the NICU unit at anytime. Blessed we were, bc he was perfect, and I could relax. This was something that was weighing on my mind the entire pregnancy.
Big brother Blake had slept through the entire process. When we woke him, to move into my room, the look oh his face was confusion and uncertainty. He wasn't sure what to think of his baby brother. I think he though he would be walking talking and ready to play Thomas like his cousins. He did give baby Bryson his first kiss, before he went home with grandma. He was so gentle.
I couldn't believe around noon that day they came in to take his hospital photo's. Really wow.
The rest of the day went great. My sister, Aunt Thelma, and FIL all came to visit him that afternoon. (I was disappointed my mother never came, but thats her choice. She didn't see him for 9 days. My dad still hasn't seen him.) Friday went great. Then finally came Saturday morning, and it was time to go home. I dressed him in his little brother outfit and we were off.
He wasn't so sure about this car seat thing. (He still doesn't really like to get in it, but he doesn't cry. ) Now we were in the car and on the way home.
When we arrived home, grandma was waiting with Blake. He spent Thursday and Friday being spoiled by grandma, and entertaining them with his charm. I missed him so much, while in the hospital. This was only the second time in 3 years he has spent the night away from us. Whay! I think this was a pretty good reason though. (I'm one of those who believes no one was watch my boys like I can.) Once we got inside, Blake wanted to hold him for the first time and give him kiss #2.
I'm really really surprised at how well he has adjusted to being a big brother. He tells Bry he loves him and gives him so many sweet little kiss. He likes to help with his diapers, bottles, baths. Maybe even a tiny bit too much. Blake do it is becoming a very popular phase around here when it comes to baby brother.
I'll be back later to share some scrappy stuff with you. Nothing great as I have lost all sense of design at the moment. I'm hoping to make it to the scrap store in hopes I will find something inspiring to buy.
Goodbye for now