Noah Carter Miller

I can't believe my sweet boy is already 8 weeks old!  The time has gone so fast so I want to write this post before I forget too much.  Friday, June 29th I woke up at 3:30 in the morning with contractions 5-6 minutes apart on the dot.  I had been expecting to labor at home for awhile with my first pregnancy, but I timed them for about forty minutes and then decided it was time to go to the hospital.  I woke Scott up and he asked if he could shower first.  I was a bit taken back because I knew I was in labor but I thought a quick shower would be fine.  Well, he took his precious time and finally I had to tell him this was real and we REALLY did need to go to the hospital.  He finally got the hint.  :)  We got to Alta View Hospital at 5:30 in the morning.  They hooked me up to monitors for an hour to see if they were going to keep me or send me home depending on how labor was progressing.  When I got to the hospital I was dialated to a 3, and when they checked me a little over an hour later I was a 4-5.  I was so surprised at how quickly labor was progressing.  Again, I thought being my first pregnancy it would take hours and hours.  At that point I started asking about an epidural.  The nurse was wonderful and asked me if I was sure I didn't want to do it naturally because I was handling labor so well.  Labor really wasn't as bad as I had expected, but I knew it would be getting MUCH worse so I told her I definetly wanted an epidural.  Let me tell you, when I got the epidural I was in heaven!  My mom and Scott were in the room with me and I remember telling them I was a baby making machine because I could have gone through labor all day and been so happy!  My anestesiologist was Dr. Waterfall and I loved him.  I could still move my legs, but the pain of the contractions were practically gone.  I was fully dialated at 11:45 and began pushing.  It was only me, Scott and our nurse in the room and it was actually very peaceful.  I was a very quiet pusher so most of the time you could only hear Scott counting to ten for me.  My mom went into the waiting room and called the rest of the family to have them come to the hospital.  I pushed, and pushed and pushed and pushed.  Noah was stuck on my pelvic bone and he was not moving.  I was completely exausted by the time Dr. Smith came in to evaluate.  I told him I really did not want to have a c-section so he decided on forcepts.  At 3:32 Noah Carter Miller was born.  His poor little head came out pretty swollen from almost four hours of pushing and forcepts, but by that night he was looking great.  I absolutely loved my stay at Alta View.  I had such wonderful nurses and if truth be told I can't wait to do it all over again, but not for awhile!  The last eight weeks have been such a mix of emotion.  I would never want to repeat the first three weeks after he was born.  There are so many hormone changes after having a baby, and your body just has to try and get back to normal.  By week four I was starting to feel like myself and as of now I could not be happier with my life.  I love being a stay at home mom and taking care of Noah 24/7.  I've left him once with my parents to see Wicked and I couldn't stop thinking and worrying about it.  My whole life has changed being a mom.  It doesn't matter if I don't feel well or didn't get much sleep, all that matters is taking care of him and making him happy.  I love my son!