Caleb (3-19-2010, 2 days old)
Born March 17th, 2010
at 2:14 pm
7 lbs. 4 oz.
20.5 inches long
I guess he thought that since Wednesday marked the first day of my maternity leave, he should go ahead and make his appearance…
That’s right… the waiting is now over. I am officially the proud (and tired) mother of Caleb Joshua Peter. Yes, we got our BOY!!!
I’ll be blogging the whole story in the next day or so, but the Reader’s Digest version is that Caleb came as a total and complete surprise. One minute I was sitting on the couch playing video games and the next minute I was in the bathroom saying, “Micah, I think my water just broke…”
The timeline went something like this:
5:00pm- I get off work and go home
6:00pm- I make dinner for Micah, Nate, and Matt
7:00pm-10:00pm- I take a bath, do some chores, then start playing Civilization Revolution
10:00pm-11:30pm- Micah and I talk and play CivRev
11:30pm- My water breaks
12:00am- We call Bek in a slight panic (ie. What does it look like when the water breaks???)
12:30am- We call the hospital, describe what happened, and were told to come in
1:30am- We are admitted to the hospital
2:00am- They check and sure enough, my water broke
2:30am- I am admitted to labor and delivery unit
4:00am- Contractions pains begin, mostly back contractions (ow ow ow!)
8:00am- Official start of labor, with contractions being 4 minutes apart, 45 sec-1 min in length
12:00pm- They check me and I am 6 cm dilated, am told that it will probably be that afternoon/evening
1:00pm- They check me again and I am 10 cm dilated, fully thinned out (talk about quick!)
1:30pm- Pushing begins
***2:14pm- Caleb makes his entrance into the world!***
Whew! I tell you what, this is one determined young man! I went from having absolutely no labor symptoms or contractions (not even Braxton Hicks) whatsoever, to having a baby in less than 24 hours!
From the time my water broke to when Caleb was born: 14 hours, 44 minutes
From the time my labor started to when I was fully dilated and ready to push: 5 1/2 hours
From the time I began pushing to when Caleb was born: 44 minutes
He was in quite a hurry, wasn’t he? Since I wasn’t having contractions and those I was having were few and far between, we weren’t expecting him to come until late that night, after Mom arrived. Micah was actually expecting me to still be in labor the next day. After all, isn’t your first baby supposed to take a long time? Like 20-30 hours? That’s what I was expecting… not less than 15 hours from start-to-finish and certainly not just 6 hours of labor. That’s just kind of crazy. And Mom pointed out that since he went so quickly, my next babies could very well be even quicker! Oh boy! Good thing Micah is an EMT and knows how to deliver a baby!
I am glad it was a quick birth, though, especially considering I was able to do it all-naturally. VERY painful… but so worth it to know that there wasn’t anything in my system to complicate the process or interfere with Caleb’s well-being. One thing is for sure, my prayer life was VERY active during those last couple of hours. The back contractions were hurting so much that I couldn’t sit through them and had to walk them off (which is partly why I dilated so quickly, walking during the contraction helped stretch everything out), and all I could do was talk to God during those times. “Lord, please keep Baby safe and help me to get through this.. oooooooooowwwwww!”
Speaking of “Baby,” I am finding it a bit difficult to make the transition from gender-neutral “Baby” to all-boy “Caleb.” I caught myself several times those first days calling him “Baby” instead of “Caleb” much to my chagrin and Micah’s amusement. But I think that as long as I don’t call him “Samantha” I am good to go, hehe!
It’s been so amazing these last few days. I can’t believe that it’s already been five days. My little boy is five days old. Wow. He’s growing so much, and yet, still soooo little. He’s feeding really well and is always hungry. (Yep, he’s a Peter!)
And alert? Boy, is he ever! Not even a half-hour after Caleb was born and he was already making eye contact with the people around him. Now, he’s following people with his eyes and turning his head when we speak to him. (He loves listening to music, too!) And strong… he can push against our hands and scoot his little body, can grasp our fingers and pull his body up, and can even hold his head up for a few seconds at a time. It’s amazing!
I could go on and on about the million-and-one, no… the BILLION-and-one things that I love about this little boy, but I would be here until his 18th birthday probably. I will say this:
God is good.
To look at Caleb and know that he is our own miracle from God…
To know that I carried him for nine whole months, enduring morning sickness all the way up until the end…
To remember the pain of childbirth, but the sweet relief that it’s over, and that I’d do it all over again (and for 3x the length of time), just to be able to hold him in my arms…
Yes, I love Caleb. My Caleb. My son….