My mom is still here, but leaves Saturday. I don't know how she "knows" but the last 2 deliveries I had, she comes in 2 days early. I am not induced and always report my latest doctor results and this time with Jackson, she said, "I have a flight." and I responded, "Mom, it's too early!- I could go another week. I am only 37 and....." and she always says, "Lacey, do you think you are going to make it another week at 3 centimeters? I am coming." I always think I will. But I haven't. She always knows.Also, as I started early labor with Jackson on Monday the 16th, we took the kids for a walk and the contractions were causing me to pause and we brought them home and Ryan did bedtime routine and she went and walked with me some more and then by about 10pm she says, "Lacey, just go to the hospital!" and I can see her giving Ryan the eye and I keep telling her, "Mom, I am not in labor enough yet- in another hour," or "Mom, they won't keep me," or "Let me take a shower and see if this keeps up EVERY 3 minutes like it has been." I did go to the hospital about 11pm . And of all the other moms coming in for labor- I was the only one in definite labor. My mom was right. They did keep me.
My labor was the worst of all the 4- he was the smallest too. I thought maybe they would take him c-section and kept giving Ryan "specific" things to pray about. Like say this... VERBATIM.
My progress was slow, the epidural did not take in the "pocket" around my pelvic region, and finally by about 10:30 in the morning I went from a 5 to complete within minutes. Jackson Edward (the Edward for Ryan's paternal grandpa) was born presenting face up (and my tailbone still feels it.) My mom missed the delivery by about 5 minutes- we should have called her sooner. She would have known.
This past 9 days have been with Jackson under the lights at home for jaundice, he had a work-up by a pediatric cardiologist for 2 small holes in his heart (an ASD and a VSD) which they now know to be minor, I spiked a fever on Monday, day 6, and went to the ER myself and was put on antibiotics, Tanner's still been at sports camp daily, Emma & Landon had follow-up appointments for their strep throat, my 2 boys needed haircuts- I didn't get it done in time and kicked myself, Ryan is interviewing for 2 more jobs in the next couple days (how many "gigs" does he think he needs?), we also had our 9th wedding anniversary and got away for ice cream one night. My mom has ran numerous errands, urgent and non-urgent. She's been the greatest set of extra hands and very supportive of me and especially overlooks any emotional or patientless moments that I have had. When I really think about it too much, I am not sure how in the world I will manage next week. Jackson has been the best baby though so far, and I have every right to brag. I have totally earned this one- my mom tells me he will be good. And she knows.
