Our little miracle has been born

Well its been an eventful month since i last posted. On June 29th i went to the hospital for false labor pains. We got there at 1 and got released at 7 in the morning on Sunday. I was dialted to a 3. It was disappointing going home because i was in so much pain and they gave me some medicine to stop my labor. On July 6th i had been have labor pains all day and they kept getting worse and worse. By 10 p.m. I was again back at the hospital exactly a week after i had been there for false labor I was the dialated to a 4 and my doctor asked if i could sleep through the pain. I told him no and they broke my water and my labor began. By 2 in the morning my contractions werent consitant so they gave me pitocin and i was ready to rip my hair out the pain was so bad. This whole time my husband is sleeping and i am just writhing in pain on the hopsital bed and trying to remember to breath by 3:30 i was ready for an epidural. Then i was in heaven and was able to sleep off and on till about 7 in the morning. I was dialted to about a 7 by about 9 in the morning and then by eleven i was dialted to a 9. By noon they were saying anytime now. At around 2ish i was finally able to start pushing. My legs were so numb that they had to turn down the epidural so i could push. Karson James Hill was bron at 3:27 July 7, 2013.

16 Hours of labor later my little boy was here. But then while they were cleaning him up he was breating really fast and his stats were all over the place so ten minutes later they wisked him away to the nicu. We didn't know what was going on until about 7 that night. We were told that he had amniotic fluid on his lungs and that he would have to stay iin there for a couple of days. I juts started to cry because i had waited so long for this baby and i couldn't even hold him or take care of him. I wasn't even ablt to see him till 9 that night. I was heart broken.

When we went to see him we were told that we couldn't hold him because he was not very stable. He had oxygen and an i.v hooked up to him. Then we went back to our room. Monday we went in to see him and he had more tubes and a feeding to because they didn't want the food to get into his lungs we got to hold him that day. Tuesday i was going home but our baby wasn't. I was heart broken he hadn't improved it almost seemed as if he had gotten a little worse. He was on more oxygen and lots of i.v's and hardly eating. Wenseday he was a world of diffeernce for the better having less oxygen and sounding great. He kept improving each day and by sunday he had eaten everything on his own and had gotten all his tubes out. That monday he got to come home we were so happy and relived.

With lots of prayer and blessings he had imrpoved and had gotten better even though it felt like an eternity for me to not be able to take care of him fully and have him home with me. I know that i would never wish that upon anybody because it is heart breaking to have to go home without your baby and look at them with all these tubes in them. To wonder and worry about them when you are not there hoping the hospital doesn't call you and tell you something terrible. BUt we are so glad that he is happy and healthy and grateful to all the nurses who helped us understand what was happening and going on with our little boy. And i just want to say to all those who are dealing with infertility and those who know someone is. Please be paitient and learn to be truly happy with what you have and the Lord will bless you with your own little miracle and make you even more happy. We love being parents and even though sometimes you may be at yoru wits end with no sleep and a crying baby understand that there is nothing greater than watching that child smile at you and stare at you when you are taking care of them. He is now a month old and growing like a weed and eating like a pig.