I couldnt wait to tell Justin. I made a book of our love story, (which I will tell our love story another time) he got home from working out and I gave him his gift. He was so excited.
The first few weeks all I could do was research and be terrified of everything that could go wrong. All the things I was not supposed to eat, drink or do. I was a nervous wreck. I couldnt wait to go to the doctor to hear the heart beat.
Justin had signed up to serve in the Army National Guard so I knew that the next 3 months while he was away was going to be so scary, lonely, and the only time I had ever been by myself. It gave me peace knowing that I was growing a perfect little human inside of me. When I finally got to hear the heart beat I was so excited.
My pregnancy was a breeze. I only go sick a couple of times, and besides being tired I felt great. It was a long 3 months waiting for Justin to be home. I found out Jax was a boy while he was gone so I could surprise him at the airport during his Christmas visit. I mad a shirt with a football that said "Oh Boy' He was so so excited that he was a boy. We told his parents he was a boy that same day by surprising them with his arrival and my shirt. It was a fun filled day. I will never forget when I got to his moms house she was not home. So Justin waited in the living room when she came in through the kitchen. She was upset because she mailed Justins Christmas card late. When he came walking in it was the best surprise ever. When we got to his dad, his dad was waiting outside and so excited to see Justin in the back seat. His step mom came out of her room to Justin standing there and the look on her face was priceless. It was a great day. And they all found out Jax was indeed a boy.
While Jax grew and my belly got bigger we became even more excited for his arrival. We got his room done in razorback of course. Got his beg made, clothes organized. We went on many date nights which I am so thankful for. And we waited. We did go on a hike that turned into 10 miles...that was not fun and ended up with my swollen feet that night. We waited and waited. May 6th his orginal due date came and went. I had not dilated at all. So my doctor set an induction date.
That was the longest week of my life.
The day came and it was a hectic day. It started out with Corey's college graduation. Family lunch then we set off with a car full of baby stuff to Mercy. Our last car ride as a family of two.
We walked in through the ER since it was the weekend, and they took us up to my room. Asked tons of questions, did all the check in stuff. Gave me my gown and the real waiting game started. I had not eaten all day, Doctots orders so needless to say I was so hungry. The doctor came and checked me i was a whole 1.5 cm. He said I could have a milk shake and that they would start pitocin the next morning. It was the best milk shake of my entire life.
The next day was long, pitocin was started and nothing happened. ALL DAY. So that night they broke my water at 10pm and all heck broke loss. I had never felt pain like contractions in my whole life. My plan of a natural childbirth was soon to come to an end. We had already told the anesthesiologist that I did not was an epidural so he left. Needless to say I begged and begged for him to come ASAP. He did come and my pain was so much better.
I slept the best I could inbetween contractions and the next morning bright and early, on May 14th 2012 I was finally ready to push. All the family came to wait in the waiting room. Justin, his mom and my cousin Christie all prepared themselves to be in the room. I pushed and pushed and pushed for ever. Nothing. I cried when the doctor was mean, I said I just couldnt do it anymore. My father in law was so excited he kept getting in trouble for walking the halls. I thought it was adorable, the doctor kept making me made. I cried some more. And finally at 10:17 after almost 3 hours of pushing my 8lb 2oz baby boy came into this world. It was all so fast. I wanted pictures of course but everyone just stood by and watched. No one was saying anything. It turns out Jax came out blue, his cord had wrapped twice around his neck and he was not breathing. No one told me anything, i was just mad that no one had taken any pictures. Finally he was good to go. When i first saw him my heart exploded. He was so perfect in every way. Even his large alien head...His big chunchy cheeks, he big blue eyes, with eye lashes so long you could already see all of them/ I had never felt love like I had in that moment. God showed off when he made my Jax. He is my little blonde haired, blue eyed perfect little boy.
Needless to say i was starving at the end of his birth. So thankful for all the food I ate that day. S/O to Morgan her biscuit and gravy, to Nana for the five guys burger, and Mimi and pop for the steak that night!
I cant believe that he is almost 2 years old. People have always told me it goes by fast but man does it. I still think of the days when we brought him home, all the sleepless days and nights. The problem i had nursing and thinking it was impossible. All the little moments I would just stare at him while he slept and wondered how I could be so blessed. He was a great baby. Slept great, ate great, was a total laid back little ham. The laid back part changed at 9mths old. He bacame all boy. Into everything, and and attitude like his momma. He is the light of my world. He loves bat man, and is a total chatter box. He will boss you all day long even if you dont know what he is saying. He gives the best hugs and kisses around. When he reached out to hold my hand a little piece of my heart melt with happiness. He is my little prince charming. And a total ladys man already. I can see that when he chases older girls at the park.
I cant believe that soon he wont be my only baby, that he will be a big brother. I know he will do so great with his baby sister. He will boss her and not want to share all of his toys, but I can already tell that he will protect her heart from day one.
As I watched him play with his little bat man action figure while trying to snuggle the cat today. I saw a little boy. A boy that i can only hope will be as hardworking as his dad, but still have
a sensitive side like his mom. I pray that he is humble, and that he allows God into his heart. I pray that he loves and honors his future wife. I pray that he stays so spunky and independent. He will always be my baby boy, and I hope he always gives me nose kisses.
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