Blake Anthony Johnson

So I really wanted a Memorial Day baby. We got married memorial day weekend 3 years ago. We bought a brand new car last year on memorial day. So it just made sense right... wrong. He just did not want to come out. Can't blame the kid, right? It's nice and cozy and the world is kinda scary. :)

Anyways, here's how it all happened. Since week 36 I was only ever effaced, starting at 50% then 70% at week 39, never dilated. My due date passed, which I guess was ok since my Dr. was out of town for the Holiday. What's up with that!? On May 30th, was my next appt and I was still only effaced 70% and still not dilated so he couldn't strip the membranes, to hopefully get the process going. So he said he'd schedule an induction which would most likely be for Monday morning (June 4) which really meant Sunday night (June 3). He called me later that day after my appt and said that's when I was scheduled. I figured the little stinker wouldn't come out on his own, especially since I was a 10 day late baby who ended up being 10.4 lbs and 22 1/2 inches. By now the anticipation is killing me since I just have to wait now. Sunday comes and I get the call so they could get info from me. They are able to tell me that I'm 2nd priority for that night and my "scheduled" time for induction was 8 pm. But the lady I talked to told me to try calling earlier to see if they could get me in any sooner. I tried at 5:30pm and the charge nurse said that if they haven't called me by 9:30pm to call them. Ugh!!! How frustrating?! So we eat a little dinner and head to my parents house at 6pm because I can't sit still at our house any longer. (The plus side to induction--you're not stressed about making sure you have everything). We were sitting, chatting, watching TV. At 7pm I decide to get up and check my phone. Good thing! I can't believe I didn't have it on me. Der! I had barely missed a call and got a message from the charge nurse telling me to come in. I called her back and said we'd be there in 15, it was more like 20.

By 8:30pm, I was still only 70% effaced and not dilated. So they gave me the first dose of cytotec. She came back in an checked me around 11:30 pm. Still at 70% and not dilated. Ugh! Another dose of cytotec. She was supposed to come back in at 3am. But around 2:45, I was feeling some contractions, not comforatble at all and I had to go potty. Well 3am comes around and she's not there. So I get up and go potty, by the time I get out she's waiting for me. I guess my contractions were enough that she couldn't have given me the next dose anyway. She checks again. I'm now dilated to a 1. Seriously!!! I couldn't take the contractions so just after 4 I call her back in and told her I wanted an epidural. So while she's calling the anesthesiologist I go to the bathroom one last time. I get back into bed so she can place my IV and "swoosh". Yep! My water breaks. All on its own. Thank goodness too, because I don't know when my Dr. was planning to do it. 

Since my water broke they now had to wait 4 hours after my last cytotec dose to start me on the pitocin-8am. Well after they started the epidural she checked me again and I was at 2 cm. By 8am I was at 4cm and having contractions every 2 mins, so they didn't need to put me on pitocin. And I wasn't feeling a thing. Yay! Also, I was really freaked out about the epidural. But it was nothing, bc my anesthesiologist is the BEST!!! I love him to pieces. He is so awesome! By 10am I had progressed to 7cm and 11:15 I was at a "9.5". I started pushing at 11:45am and was pushing for 2 hours and 45 minutes. I think at the 2 hour mark I asked for the higher dose of the epidural med. It semed like a breeze after that. Everything that I was so worried about became everything that I loved about the whole experience. The epidural-I hate needles and the catheter-it was so nice not to have to unhook myself from all the monitors and waddle to the restroom. Sorry if that was too much.

At 2:30pm, on Monday, June 4, 2012 we welcomed Blake Anthony Johnson into our family. He is now 6 weeks old and we enjoy his little personality so much. He smiles and laughs. I promise its not always gas and not always on command but sometimes. And when it's purposeful-we love it.

 8.11lbs. and 22" long.  With a full head of hair.

 

Welcome to our world...we love you little man.

A Year in Review...

I guess that's where we're at this time around. It's been almost a year and SO much has happened.


First, I'm done with my first year of Dental Hygiene with one more to go. I am taking 2 classes this summer to help me get my Bachelor's degree a little sooner. I plan on taking a couple extra classes this Fall and next Spring to help that too. I'll graduate with my Associate's next Spring and with 2 final classes in the Fall of '13 (including an internship), I'll be able to get my Bachelor's degree Fall of '13. Needless to say I am so excited as to how things are progressing with school. Not to mention Tyler will finally be done this December with his Bachelor's. Wahoo!!! And we are hoping to celebrate for the both of us after the Spring semester.


Second, after our trip to Montana over the 4th of July 2011. Tyler and I decided it was time to add a third "little" person to our family. It didn't take long and on Sat. Sept 17, 2011 I took my pregnancy test and showed Tyler that I was indeed pregnant. It was surreal, as is the whole process, but we were really excited. I do feel blessed that it was a good pregnancy for me especially since it was my first year of Dental Hygiene. I had a little bit of nausea at the beginning for a couple weeks, but not much. I'm just glad I was able to do really well in school while carrying our little one. It was definately perfect timing. My right hand, the hand I use instruments in, started going numb my last week of clinic. Luckily, I had a month to prepare for our baby after school had finished. We found out Dec, 18th that we were having a BOY. At this time my family knew but Tyler's did not. He wanted to wait and tell them when we went to AZ at the first of the year. Well he decided to cave in a little bit and tell them Christmas eve that we were pregnant and then he told his mom on Christmas that we were having a boy. He insists that he likes knowing something that no one else knows, especially if it's good/fun news. What a punk! It was so hard for me to keep it in, since it's exciting news. Thus, the other reason for not "blogging" but I wanted to so bad-about this. On Jan 3, just before our trip to AZ my mom and Linda came to my "official" Ultrasound appt.-since Tyler already was at the one with our Dr. and he already knew the gender.


I really thought we were having a girl and we had so many names picked out. So when we found out we were having a boy, which I was still really excited about since I've always wanted to have a boy first, it took us a while to even agree on names, let alone names we even liked at all.


Around Christmas time, my sister, Steffanie found out she was pregnant and come to find out it's going to be a little girl (we're all excited especially my only niece) and she is due Aug 23, 2012, three months after me, just like she was due with her first 3 months after my other sister. It's nice that even though the grandkids aren't all around the same age, at least there are a few.


I'm just glad I have one more year of school left. It's kind of hard to think about leaving him to someone's care, but we know someone who we can trust and I think that will make it a little easier for me to leave him for school 4 days a week. Also, I was counting how much longer of school I have and it's really only 15 weeks each semester so 30 total and I'm done. It's really not that long. I know I will have to remind myself of that during those semesters since they'll seem like an eternity when I'm in them, trying to find patients, doing homework assignments, studying for tests, especially my boards. Yikes! That scares me, but in a year from now I'll be done with all that added stress and hopefully I'll have my license. Wahoo!!