McCoy Brian Aardema

So, if you are not interested in the birth story, then you can just look at the cute pictures of my son. 

July 3rd-I went in for my doctor's appointment and my blood pressure was really high and I had had a headache for a couple of days.  My doctor said he wanted to be safe rather than sorry with preaclampsia (sp?).  It was time to get this baby out.  He scheduled me to be induced the next night.

July 4th-Brian and I went to the hospital a little after eight and I checked in and took the pills to start the process.  By the morning I had dialated a whole .8 inches so they started the pitossin (sp?).  I was exhausted at this point and in a lot of pain because the nurse blew a vein and they had a hard time getting my IV in.

July 5th-The doctor came in at about 7:30 that morning and tried to break my water and I about kicked him in the face.  So they gave me the epidural, which was also excruciatingly painful for me, and then he came back and broke my water.  He came back at about 3 and I had only dialated to a 2 and the baby had not moved down.  I was just not making progress so I was scheduled for a c section. 

 The anastesiologist came in and gave me the extra dose of medicine and I started shaking violently.  They said this was normal and wheeled me back in for the surgery.  I shook the whole time and Brian sat up by my head and held my hand.  10 minutes in, at about 5:38p.m, we heard the most beautiful sound I have ever heard, our baby's cry.  Brian went over and met him while they finished up with me and then Brian brought him over to me and I got to meet him.  We both just sat there and cried at this beautiful little boy.  My parents and sister were waiting in my room and then all of the picture taking began. 

We stayed in the hopsital for 4 days and had lots of visitors.  McCoy is one loved little boy.  It is so great to be home and it is even greater to have my parents here helping out when we need them to.