The day was full of surprises, one being going into labor a day before I was to be induced. This little guy was just a bit too comfy in there and I was certain that he was going to stay put until we went in on Monday, October 22nd.
Luckily late Saturday night I started to feel some strong contractions while we were eating dinner at Old Chicago. They were still hours apart so I didn't think too much of them. I woke up a couple times to more contractions but they were still too far apart so I tried to get some rest. Around 2AM on Sunday, October 21st I woke Morgan up and we decided to start keeping track of the contractions. By 4AM that night we called the labor and delivery nurse and she told us to come on in to get checked out.
The drive to the hospital was both exciting and nerve wracking. I remembered thinking three things.
1. this was our last car ride as a family of two and how strange that was
2. When should we call our parents (I was just a little excited)
3. During a contraction I told Morgan to avoid bumps at all costs!!! Ouch!
Around 6:30AM I received my epidural and called my parents who were planning on making the two hour drive to be here when the baby arrived. After those things were done I settled back and tried to relax because I knew I would need it come push time!
By 12:30PM I was fully dialated and ready to push! Morgan was a great support and really encouraged me throughout this whole process. The baby had made his way down pretty much right away but was stuck behind my pubic bone which proved to be a problem. Four hours later my doctor decided it was time to discuss having a C-section. I was so exhausted and beginning to feel very nauseaus so we decided that we would go ahead and have the C-section. After that I don't remember too much...between the meds I was given to calm me down and being so tired the rest of the process was pretty much a blur.
At 4:45PM we welcomed our chubby, beautiful little boy into the world. I remember looking over at him getting cleaned off and being amazed at all his little roles. He never really cried at all, which pretty much is his personality today as well.
After I was all cleaned up I was wheeled back to my room and got to spend a little bit of time with Morgan and our new baby, Brodyn Jasper.
Many people ask us where we got the name from. Brodyn was a name that I had heard from a baby who attended our church and Jasper was Morgan's Great Grandpa Orin's middle name. Growing up Morgan always was close with his Great Grandpa and they shared several similar interests. Orin passed away this past April and we wanted to honor him by naming our precious little guy after him.
The rest of the evening was spent introducing him to our families. Everyone was able to make it up and meet him that first night which was very special. He will be very spoiled by everyone!! Especially by both the Grandma's!
What an amazing, scary, thrilling, exhausing, roller coaster day it was. One that has changed me and my life forever!
Brodyn Jasper, you have taught me so much about love that I never understood before. Thank you for making me a mom and being such a amazing little guy. We can't wait to watch you grow and we pray you become a strong Christian man who loves life and is not afraid to stand up for whats right and be a leader.
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