8 lbs 9 oz
I went to my doctor's appointment nearing 39 weeks. He asked how I was feeling. I told him I was feeling like I wanted to have my baby. He asked when...I said Thursday and he said that would be just fine. Really? That easy? Great.
I got a foot zone (reflexology) done by my neighbor. Wanted to help my body get moving before the induction to hopefully help it all move a little faster.
I was up all that night with contractions. Some were weak and some hurt like crazy. Some came 4 minutes from one another and some 7 to 12 minutes. By 4am I woke up Mr. T to time them (and to have someone up with me) by 5am I finally was able to fall asleep for 12 minutes at a time breathing through the contractions as they came. Through the night, I actually felt that little guy get in a better position. He went from laying across my body to fully up and down.
I woke up around 7:30. The contractions were still coming, but not as often. I got showered and Lil D ready for the day and waited for that call. It wasn't coming. I called at 8:30, to be told that they had a really busy night and there was still 1 person in front of me so it would probably be closer to 11am, if then. I told them about the contractions and they told me that I could come in and be checked and they could possibly "work something out". I was frustrated and Lil D was bouncing off the walls wondering when that baby was going to come. We sent him off to the neighbors and I tried to sleep.
At 10:15 I called my doctor's office. They basically told me the same thing...I could go in and get checked if I wanted to. Mr. T and I went for a walk and then he decided that he would just take me in. I couldn't do a whole other day of this and I figured if I had progressed at all since Monday (3 and 25%) they would admit me since I was scheduled for an induction anyway.
11am: We arrived at the hospital and they checked me in to the delivery room. I had progressed to a 4 and 90%.
12pm: potosin was started and the epidural was going. The contractions immediately started and were 2 minutes apart.
1pm: My doctor came and broke my water. Still a 4.
1:20ish: Mr. T left to get some lunch.
1:30ish: My nurse came in to set things up...I informed her I was filling lots of pressure.
1:40ish: She checked and I was fully dialated...quick call Mr. T back
1:50pm: Mr. T got back and I pushed through 2 contractions. Then I sat through a few more while we waited for my doctor to get downstairs.
2:10ish: I pushed through 4 contractions
2:18pm: Sweet little Cooper was laying on my belly.
I just laid there in amazement! I couldn't believe that it happened so fast.
I'm still in shock that I have a second child...we tried for 3 years...and he is finally here!
I love him!
His brother...LOVES him!
The Thompson family is a pretty happy family right now!
(and in case you are wondering who he looks like...he is a spitting image of Dallin...I'm talking identical...it's kinda crazy...guess he definitely belongs to us!)