I went into labor on Monday night and Max arrived Wednesday afternoon. I was in labor for about 36 hours. It was long and exhausting. Time seemed to stand still as did my progress. Two nights straight of no sleep. And I’d do it all over again for this little guy.
One of the most life changing moments was the first time I laid eyes on my new son. I had to push for over three hours. I was so exhausted that I fell asleep to the point of dreaming between each contraction. I had my eyes closed tightly as I heard everyone in the room yell “look down!!” And there he was. This perfect little stranger that brought a bigger heart for me with him. Thru a day and a half of labor, I never cried. I kept myself as in control as I possibly could. But the moment I saw Max, I lost it and couldn’t hold my emotions in any longer. I sobbed and sobbed as I looked in his newborn grey eyes, watched as he grasped onto my fingers and as I spoke to him and saw he recognized my voice. Everything I sacrificed to bring this little life into the world flashed thru my thoughts. The sleepless nights, the stretch marks, the morning sickness, how hard it has been to breathe and move, the pain of labor, the trauma my body just went thru. It was worth every bit of it.
I also fell in love with my amazing husband even deeper than I thought possible. Mason was a rockstar thru everything. He took care of me and rubbed my back and held my hand as I labored at home for hours and hours. He was the best coach a girl could ask for at the hospital. He slept about as much as I did(you can see his exhaustion too in his eyes in the picture below). I could see how hard it was for him to watch me go thru the delivery process. And if that wasn’t enough to make me want to marry Mason all over again, seeing him hold our child for the first time certainly threw me over the emotional edge. Watching Mason become a dad has been one of my favorite things I’ve experienced in our marriage. He’s an amazing father.
So now, we’re home and enjoying time as a new little family. I’m still recovering but am feeling better every day. I can’t believe I’m no longer pregnant and how quickly my body is snapping back. We’re getting TONS of cuddling in along with tons of poopy diapers, sleepless nights and adjusting to breastfeeding. It’s been an amazing experience and we’re soaking it all up.