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Dec 31, 2009 Happy New Year!
Happy New Year everyone! This past year FLEW by! In 2008 I welcomed my first son Adam. In 2009 I welcomed my second son David. What will 2010 have in store? Who knows. But, what I do know is that I feel EXTREMELY blessed and am thankful for my houseful of Dobbs boys and look forward to another year of milestones!
Wishing everyone a very blessed New Year.
Katie
Wishing everyone a very blessed New Year.
Katie
Katie
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Sep 17, 2009 Family of Four
The day has come. I am surrounded by my Dobbs boys! I would have never believed it but I had a baby one week before the due date without being induced. I was so certain that I would not have the baby before the 20th that I hadn't even thought about anything happening earlier. But, little did I know when I woke up at 5 a.m. and was feeling like my stomach hurt that I'd be having a baby 19 hours later.
I was having very mild contractions that morning. They were about 8 minutes apart and lasted for 20-30 seconds. We called the doctor and found out that my doctor actually wasn't even on duty that day so if I went into labor it would be someone that I never even met that would deliver me. My doctor's philosophy was that I have big babies so she is happy to break water and/or give pitocin to speed things along if things are progressing well. The doctor on duty doesn't even like to break water and likes to keep things as natural as possible. So, the doctor on duty told us to stay at home until the contractions are 4-5 minutes apart and one minute long. Mike and I then went to work.
By around 11 I decided I wasn't getting much done and the contractions were still light but still happening. So, I decided to take a nap. (Smart move). I worked for another hour and at 2:00 I decided the contractions were getting stronger so I should just sit upstairs and focus on timing them. At 4:00 I was trying to call Mike because they were getting stronger and longer and I knew it would take Mike a little while to come home. Of course after 20 minutes of trying to get a hold of Mike I finally had to press zero and have his secretaries hunt him down. He got home around 5 at the same time Grandpa came over to pick Adam up and have him sleep over at the grandparents house. At this point I was coming to terms with the fact I was about to have a baby. The contractions were getting really strong especially if I stood up. It was time to go!
When we got to the hospital at 5:30 p.m. I told Mike to park in the garage and not the ER because they were going to make me walk anyway so I might as well walk to Labor and Delivery. Well I could barely take two steps and then I was in a lot of pain. A woman saw the look on my face and she got me a wheelchair and wheeled me to Labor & Delivery. Poor Mike looked like the guy making his wife walk, but it was really my idea. When we got there I was 3 cm dialated but the contractions weren't catching on the monitor so they were talkig about sending me home even though they were about 4 minutes apart and I was in a lot of pain at this point. So, they told me to walk the halls for an hour until 7:15 p.m.
This was VERY painful. The contractions were right on top of each other and I'd go two steps and then spend 2 minutes pressed to the wall in pain. These contractions were much harder than with Adam. When they checked me again I was only 4 cm but thankfully they agreed they wouldn't send me home. By the time I got my epidural around 9 p.m. I was 7 cm dialated. My water bag was right there but not breaking. They told me to get some sleep. I relaxed for the next 3 hours enjoying the break from the contractions. Mike was snoring like a lumber jack on the couch. Finally at midnight she checked me and I was a 9 with the head very low but that water bag just wouldn't break. So, she said she called the doctor and get her to come to the hospital since I would be ready very soon.
The doctor broke my water at around 12:45 a.m. Then she said she was going to be right outside doing some paper work. I was like, "Oh no." I'm ready to push this kid out now. I pushed twice and the nurse told me to stop and she told the doctor the baby was going to be out in a couple more pushes. So then I had to spend a few minutes not pushing which is one of the hardest things in the whole world. Three more pushes later David Gary was born at 12:57 a.m. Mike and I's first comments were "He's so small." The doctor and nurses thought we were crazy because they thought he was big.
David screamed the whole time they cleaned him up and he weighed in at 8lbs 6 oz and was 20" long. Then they gave him to Mike and he stopped crying right away. It was nice to spend the next hour just the three of us. David nursed like a champ. I was in shock but so thankful to be so blessed. More than the relief of labor being over is just knowing that your little guy is healthy.
Well...David is stirring right now. I think he's ready for an afternoon snack. These boys are going to keep their Mama busy.
Mama
I was having very mild contractions that morning. They were about 8 minutes apart and lasted for 20-30 seconds. We called the doctor and found out that my doctor actually wasn't even on duty that day so if I went into labor it would be someone that I never even met that would deliver me. My doctor's philosophy was that I have big babies so she is happy to break water and/or give pitocin to speed things along if things are progressing well. The doctor on duty doesn't even like to break water and likes to keep things as natural as possible. So, the doctor on duty told us to stay at home until the contractions are 4-5 minutes apart and one minute long. Mike and I then went to work.
By around 11 I decided I wasn't getting much done and the contractions were still light but still happening. So, I decided to take a nap. (Smart move). I worked for another hour and at 2:00 I decided the contractions were getting stronger so I should just sit upstairs and focus on timing them. At 4:00 I was trying to call Mike because they were getting stronger and longer and I knew it would take Mike a little while to come home. Of course after 20 minutes of trying to get a hold of Mike I finally had to press zero and have his secretaries hunt him down. He got home around 5 at the same time Grandpa came over to pick Adam up and have him sleep over at the grandparents house. At this point I was coming to terms with the fact I was about to have a baby. The contractions were getting really strong especially if I stood up. It was time to go!
When we got to the hospital at 5:30 p.m. I told Mike to park in the garage and not the ER because they were going to make me walk anyway so I might as well walk to Labor and Delivery. Well I could barely take two steps and then I was in a lot of pain. A woman saw the look on my face and she got me a wheelchair and wheeled me to Labor & Delivery. Poor Mike looked like the guy making his wife walk, but it was really my idea. When we got there I was 3 cm dialated but the contractions weren't catching on the monitor so they were talkig about sending me home even though they were about 4 minutes apart and I was in a lot of pain at this point. So, they told me to walk the halls for an hour until 7:15 p.m.
This was VERY painful. The contractions were right on top of each other and I'd go two steps and then spend 2 minutes pressed to the wall in pain. These contractions were much harder than with Adam. When they checked me again I was only 4 cm but thankfully they agreed they wouldn't send me home. By the time I got my epidural around 9 p.m. I was 7 cm dialated. My water bag was right there but not breaking. They told me to get some sleep. I relaxed for the next 3 hours enjoying the break from the contractions. Mike was snoring like a lumber jack on the couch. Finally at midnight she checked me and I was a 9 with the head very low but that water bag just wouldn't break. So, she said she called the doctor and get her to come to the hospital since I would be ready very soon.
The doctor broke my water at around 12:45 a.m. Then she said she was going to be right outside doing some paper work. I was like, "Oh no." I'm ready to push this kid out now. I pushed twice and the nurse told me to stop and she told the doctor the baby was going to be out in a couple more pushes. So then I had to spend a few minutes not pushing which is one of the hardest things in the whole world. Three more pushes later David Gary was born at 12:57 a.m. Mike and I's first comments were "He's so small." The doctor and nurses thought we were crazy because they thought he was big.
David screamed the whole time they cleaned him up and he weighed in at 8lbs 6 oz and was 20" long. Then they gave him to Mike and he stopped crying right away. It was nice to spend the next hour just the three of us. David nursed like a champ. I was in shock but so thankful to be so blessed. More than the relief of labor being over is just knowing that your little guy is healthy.
Well...David is stirring right now. I think he's ready for an afternoon snack. These boys are going to keep their Mama busy.
Mama
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