Cole Thomas Newsom

First off, I apologize for the blunt details in this post and I wouldn't read it if you don't want to hear about child birth. Haha sorry, I just want to remember the details one day. So here it goes... Saturday, February 11, around 6:30 pm we were hanging out at my mom's apartment when suddenly my water broke. I wasn't sure if it was a false alarm, or if it was really happening, and of course I started freaking out. After seeing my outfit and carpet beneath me, Gerald assured me that it was time lol (gross)!! So we calmly packed all of our suitcases and headed off to the hospital. The nurses again told me that it was infact time and I was not going home without a baby. We were so happy, but I was scared too death... this was three weeks early! Shortly after being admitted to labor and delivery I started to have some pretty strong/regular contractions and decided to go ahead with an epidural. Unfortunately, the epidural never really numbed me like I remember it doing with. I had to have a second boost of it around 1 or 2 am Sunday morning because I woke up in soo much pain. The nurse checked me then and I was still only 3 cm (when I came in I was 1 btw). So finally I got some relief and went back to sleep. Me and Gerald both slept basically the whole night, totally different from my labor with Abby. Around 5:30 am I woke up in the WORST pain you could imaine, but I was still only 3cm. I just wanted to push. The contractions were taking my breath away and I had to get oxygen. The nurse called for the anethesiologist to come and give me more of the epidural because I could feel my legs (unlike before) and I just remember crying so hard because the pain, and of course he took foreverrrrr. In the meantime the nurse decided to check me because of the contractions being so strong and so close together. At this point they weren't even a minute apart. Sure enough, the urge I had to push was right on, because I was fully dialated and ready to deliver. (So incase you missed that, I went from 3cm to 10cm in less than an hour.. it was crazy and awful luck for me.) But, the doctor was at home so I couldn't push. Gerald and the nurse actually both looked and said, "omg he sure does have a head full of hair". It was the worst tortureI could of imagined. Since everything happened so fast I could tell the nurses were freaking abuot the doctor taking so long. It seemed like a lifetime before she got there. But, when she finally came in I was SO excited to see her and immediately begged to push. (Like I had constantly already been begging to do haha) Once I started pushing, I felt EVERYTING, not like with Abby. I actually felt the urge to push this time and did really good. He was out with about five or sixx contractions. I was so happy to finally meet my sweet little boy! 7lbs 3oz and 19 inches long. He is the best baby. Gerald and Abby both adore him, and it is so cute to see her with Cole. It is so weird that I now have a perfect little family, and all I (and Gerald) want to do is be a better person and give them the world. Cole is definitely a blessing and I am SO in love with