Today My Boy IS 3!!!

Well, I wanted to write his birth story and some sweet things about him before the big day but time got away from me. I feel like that is the theme these days as I try and remember what we were doing 3 years ago?! Time does fly when you're having fun or trying to enjoy every minute!

To start this part two of my firstborn's story.. just a reminder.. I hope you are a person who doesn't mind medical details?! Not too much detail.. but some people may not want to read what happens during a birth. So, here goes...

We were due on Nov. 14th 2008 and it was somewhere in late October when we were both just waiting for the big day.. Dwayne working and I was on short term disability from work. I am a flight attendant and we go out at 27 weeks, kind of a sweet deal! About the time we are talking about.. my dear sister came up twice and was helping me wash all the baby goodies and putting them away. She came for two Sundays in a row and we were having a good time catching up and just talking..doing what sisters do. The second Sunday, 10/19/08, we were folding clothes and laughing when I felt a little shift in my belly and I said, "Whoa, I think I'm gonna sit down?!" Definitely a little surprise for me and Julie, my sis, because I had been feeling great all day. She asked if I was alright and I was, "Sure! Never better!" I really did take a seat because something just kind of told me to sit, ya know?! To make the moment even funnier, Julie asked if we had our bag packed for the hospital.. I was like, nah.. I've got at least 3 weeks! She said that I'd probably want to put a few things together, just in case. Famous last words!

The next day I believe Dwayne had a Dr's appointment for his foot.. he had been having trouble with an injury from his past. We didn't do very much that day and he ended up working at Publix that afternoon and evening. He returned home around midnight.. so we both went to bed to just get up the next day and do everything all over again. Around 1am I woke up having to go to the bathroom, not something I had experienced in my pregnancy very often (as some women do), but what else would you do when you had to go to the restroom? So, I return to bed, only to wake up again 30 minutes later having to go again to the bathroom.. I was a little put off with it by now, seriously?! I didn't drink a lot of water that night! I finally put 2 and 2 together and figured out that this may not be nature calling.. but in fact the BABY calling! I had to scream from the restroom for Dwayne, God bless him, he was so tired! I said I needed my cell phone and I think that we were in labor?! I didn't really know but I needed to call someone?! The poor Dr on call, Dr. Adams, returned my call and sounded even more tired than Dwayne.. poor lady! She said it sounded like my water broke and to go ahead and go to Piedmont..she'd call ahead. Dwayne grabbed a quick shower and I packed somewhat of a bag...should've listened to my sister!!

We were on our way and I just have to say, 1) Nice that there is no traffic around 2-3am, 2) It was so quiet and I thought how neat that it was just me and Dwayne at this hour.. holding hands and we're about to become a family!

We check in, the nurses were very nice.. they got us settled and things kind of started for me on the labor front (pain and uneasiness of the unknown!). My nurse said that since it was our first baby that it was going to be a long morning and that Dwayne could try to rest if he wanted... once again..famous last words! When we were progressing I had told them that meds were not out of the question, but I wanted to see how far I could go... knowing me, not long! Around 5am.. I had about as much pain as I believe I'd be able to handle and wanted the wonderful Dr of pain free labor to help out : ) I am all for ladies who want the natural route, but I am not one of them.. I know there are opinions of either side... but at the end of the day, I believe I made the best decision for our situation.

Nevertheless.. the nurse checks you before calling the anesthesiologist, just to give them info or something, all I knew was that HE was on MY floor and steps away from making the PAIN GO AWAY! Yay!! She, the lovely nurse, asked me something about my Dr telling me or not if the baby was breech and I said no, in fact, the last visit they said my baby was ready for his debut?! She apologized and said that it looked like I was going to be having a C-section because of the position of the baby. All this to say.. that "long morning" for us turned into us going right into surgery and my baby boy came at 6:35am.. mind you.. I had just woken up at 1am-ish to just go to the restroom at MY HOME.. and now, a mere 5 hours later I was a mommy! Yeah, shocker for me, too?! I remember lying there, after they brought Drake to my side so I could see him, his cute self, thinking... I'm a mommy, I'm a mommy... responsible for this little one! Yikes.. big moment..and I am in surgery..SO not the way we planned : <

Drake Kenton Meenach was a healthy baby boy who was a wee bit early but I wouldn't have had it any other way. We stayed in the hospital for the four days afterwards.. things went a wee bit wobbly in the nursing department but we managed after awhile. There are some things you just have to learn and practice over and over again?!

I just know that this precious little boy is now 3 and he is growing every day! His words are multiplying, he is kind, sweet, and curious. He isn't quite potty trained, but thats ok.. we'll get there.. and he knows his numbers and about 95% of the alphabet. I am not blind to his little grins when he really wants something he can't have.. we're dealing with "time outs" and discipline..not my favorite part of being mommy, but I knew it wouldn't be. He is growing into his big brother role quite well.. and then, again, he has his moments of bopping his little sister on the head with a stern look and a few minutes in time out. I am really learning a lot about being a mother who is patient and understanding.. hard at times, but I am trying! Then, again, sometimes I have to tell him that mommy needs a minute and can't speak for a few minutes (when I'm brewing or stewing, or whatever?!). I say all this because he is the first one of my children going through different phases and I'm doing what I can without having my own mother by my side for advice. I lean so much on my wonderful husband and I'd have to say we have done pretty good so far.. we make each other laugh and we've really worked on being a team when it comes to raising our kids.. not one-upping the other. Wow, have I gone off subject?!

This whole story to say that 3 years ago today.. I gave birth to a sweet little boy who stole my heart! I don't know what I wouldn't do for him (or any of my kids). I love being a mommy and I can only hope that other women who have a desire or hope to be one someday get their chance because its truly a blessing! I have been blessed by my two children's health and happiness.. I can only hope this 3rd one, another boy, is just as happy and healthy!

Happy Birthday Drake!
Love,
Mommy