I can hardly believe that my sweet newborn is two weeks old. He has changed so much already, and if I think too much about it, I start to get teary... I want to soak in every moment of him being teeny tiny (even though he is already 9lbs 5.5oz!).
The morning that Jack was born I headed to my 7:45AM 39-week doctor appointment and my blood pressure was unexpectedly high (when compared to my normal baseline, that is). My blood pressure, coupled with a few other factors, prompted my doctor to suggest induction.
I was somewhat open to being induced and asked when she was thinking (expecting her to say maybe that weekend or the following week) and I was absolutely floored when she responded with "how about today?" I didn't quite know how to react and immediately felt slightly panicked! I was planning to have breakfast with a friend after my appointment and had several meetings at work scheduled later that day to go over final assignment handoffs before maternity leave.
I gave John a call to let him know that I was going to be induced that day; I expected that he would be equally unnerved at the idea of a baby arriving that day, but surprisingly he was quite calm and excited. He asked how much time he had, and I assured him that the baby wouldn't be arriving within the next few hours so that he should take his time!
After talking to John and filling him in on the plan, I literally walked down the hall to labor and delivery, checked in, changed my clothes, and got ready for induction - it was honestly the most surreal thing ever... like, I'm going to have my baby sometime today or tomorrow! By 9AM my doctor broke my water and started me on pitocin to get the contractions going... I could hardly believe that just a few hours earlier I was going to my normal scheduled appointment!
At this point John had not yet arrived at the hospital and was headed home from work to drop off our dogs to be boarded and pick up some miscellaneous items. Thankfully I already had the car seat installed and my hospital bag in my car (as well as a "to grab" list taped to the garage door in case we had to run to the hospital unexpectedly - cheers to organization and nesting to the max!).
John arrived to the hospital around 11AM and was quite excited to have a baby. Knowing that induction could be a potentially long process I made sure that his expectations were that the baby may not arrive until the next morning. I honestly did not think the baby would be arriving that day, and was preparing myself for a very long labor. Much to my surprise, I was dilated to 10cm by 9PM! I was beyond thrilled at the news and it seemed unbelievable how close we were to holding our sweet baby in our arms.
Jack eventually made his arrival at 11:23PM and was 8lbs 6oz and 21.5 inches long... and he looks exactly like I expected - just like his daddy! To say we are in love would be an understatement - we feel so honored and blessed that God chose us to be his parents.