Well, my little one has arrived! With Anniston, we knew the time and day of her arrival. We scheduled an induction and packed up and went to the hospital. Everyone was at the hospital ready and waiting to meet her. It was a perfectly planned day. Benton's story is different. We didn't know when he would decide to come. My doctor made the mistake of telling me to expect him to come early. Therefore I was ready. I packed my bags weeks in advance, I got the nursery ready, I washed the clothes, I tied up loose ends at work. I was ready. Those who know me know that it's not my personality to be so prepared...but I was. The only problem was, now I was ready and I had nothing to do but wait...and wait and wait...
Family and friends would check in and it was always the same story: "Yes, I'm having contractions but nothing significant. No new news"...for weeks. No I wasn't miserable and no I wasn't even past my due date but that didn't matter. It was still all consuming. When would he come? Who would be there? How would it happen? Would I be at work or would he come in the middle of the night? The last week I was having contractions pretty regularly all through the night...but still not to the point where I felt like it was "time". Then on Sunday, October 20th the contractions picked up. More often and more painful (which I was actually happy about- I kept thinking "bring on the pain"). Then about two in the morning I woke up Jake up and told him I thought it was time to go. We called Sara King and asked her to come stay with Anniston, we took showers, we got our stuff together, we were ready to walk out the door.
Then I chickened out. I was afraid they would say I wasn't ready and they would send me home. So I asked Jake if we could wait one more hour. An hour later we drove to the hospital. It was raining and cold. I walked up to the front desk and said "Umm, I think I'm in labor". I felt ridiculous. I didn't look like I was in labor and didn't really look ready to have a baby...and I knew they were thinking "this silly girl is getting ready to get sent home"...but they sent me up to get checked out...and sure enough, I was in labor! Dialated to a 6- no going home for me. We quickly called parents and told them to head to Norman. Three hours later, our little man had arrived! Everything went perfectly. Not everyone made it on time, we didn't have pictures to capture the moment he was born like we had planned...but it was still perfect. Our healthy beautiful boy was here and we couldn't ask for anything more! Welcome to the family Benton Clay!
Benton Clay Bauer
October 21, 2013
6:44 a.m.
6 pounds 14 ounces
20 inches long
So much hair!
We stayed two glorious nights in the hospital- where we had visits from friends, amazing nurses that took excellent care of me and of Benton, and a nursery where we could send Benton to get a little bit of sleep. It was a great start!
Some pictures of our hospital stay:
The wonderful Sarah Denbow came up to the hospital the afternoon he was born to take some pictures. Here's what she captured.
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