I am 8 days in to this new life called motherhood. I had two other blogs posts written and ready to be posted, but those now seem silly and unimportant. They were filled with more pregnancy stories, complaints, and thoughts about the future. It’s no secret my pregnancy was not a breeze…but I am confident that it was just preparing me for my new life as a mom.
Reagan James Rauch was born on February 4, 2018 at 10:48am. I was scheduled to be induced late in the evening on February 4, but had a feeling that he would come earlier. I had a ton of anxiety about being induced, and didn’t know if I could handle the build up a few days prior. My body must have felt that anxiousness because my water broke on February 2, and after not being totally sure if it was really my water or not (it was a slow leak), we finally went in to the hospital on February 3 to get checked.
I was half way expecting the nurses to send us back home since I wasn’t have any contractions–but was so relieved when they came in to tell us that my water had, in fact, broken, and that we’d be having a baby soon.
We had to start the induction process since I wasn’t have contractions and also because my water had been broken for over 24 hours. I was put on pitocin and within two hours, I began to feel real labor contractions that started coming really close together. The next 16 hours are a little bit blurry–but I know they included a peanut bouncy ball, lots of tears, quick and close together contractions, an active baby, the sweetest nurses ever, lots of cervix checks, and finally–an epidural. I went from 6 cm to 10 cm out of no where and it was suddenly time to get this baby out.
After 40 minutes of pushing and coaching from Ryan and the best nurse ever, the doctor came in and 5 minutes later, Reagan was on my chest. It was the most surreal experience of my life. For 9 months, I knew that there was a baby growing inside of me—but it doesn’t all really make sense or seem real until you are holding that baby in your arms. No words can describe the feeling or overwhelming sense of love that happens in that moment.
Now, we are home, figuring out our new normal. Our new life. We are working on sleeping, breastfeeding, and getting to know one another. We are tired, sometimes a little sweaty, hungry, but so in love. It’s truly something you can never be prepared for. I’m so grateful I have the best partner ever in Ryan…who does all he can to make my life a little bit easier each day–and who loves his son more than anything else in the world.
More to come later…but for now, I’ve got a baby to snuggle.