I’m so excited to share August’s birth story with all of you! I can’t believe that it was exactly a week ago that this little boy blessed us with his presence on Earth.
Last Wednesday I was 37 weeks and six days pregnant and I was going to the doctor for my regularly scheduled visit. Every week I would go in for a bio physical ultrasound and meet with my doctor. At this stage in pregnancy it’s very typical to see you doctor once a week, but the ultrasound was a special precaution.
On Tuesday, I just hadn’t felt the best. I was very tired and I was dealing with some stomach issues. I just chalked it up to being almost 38 weeks pregnant, but for the first time in the entire pregnancy our boy didn’t score perfect on his ultrasound. He didn’t do enough practice breathing, so I was sent to do a 30 minute non-stress test. The test revealed that our boy’s heart rate was elevated as well as my blood pressure.
I met with the doctor shortly after and I was sent directly to labor and delivery for additional observation. At this point, I was alone in the office. I was always joke the one week that Matt isn’t able to come something eventful always happens, as it did last Wednesday. The doc told me to call him and to have him head straight to the hospital, so I knew that our baby was coming shortly.
My mom and Matt met me and we were under observation for about another hour as we waited for an operating room to open up. I knew I was always going to have a c-section with this baby, but I just thought I had some more time. I mean, I took the whole next week off to relax, get my nails done, be “really” ready, but our baby had another idea. Besides, can you ever be “really” ready for this life altering experience?
Time flew by and before I knew it, I was in the operating room getting my spinal. Honestly, that was probably the worst part of the day and it wasn’t even that bad. Very uncomfortable and I got very nauseous, but nothing terrible. I arrived in the operating room at 1:20 p.m., Matt joined me around 1:30 p.m. and by 1:36 p.m. August Joseph Allerson was born and he was absolutely perfect, weighing in at an even 6 pounds and measuring 19 inches. He let out the cutest little bird screams and I knew he was alright.
As I was getting stitched back together Matt and the baby were both able to stay with me. I marveled at how perfect he looked and how much he looked like his brother. I watched Matt light up as he saw his son and the look of pride on his face was indescribable. They were able to lay August on my chest and I was able to sort of hold him, and see just how perfect he was up close. The gift of life will never stop being amazing to me. Every day I look at Owen and August and think about what a miracle they both are and how lucky Matt and I are that God chose us to be their parents.
We stayed in the hospital for three days before getting discharged, which is a typical stay for a c-section. On Saturday, June 24, we were able to bring our boy home to meet his big brother and to officially start our life as a family of four.
The last few days have been sort of a sleepless blur, but we’re resting
while we can. We’re lucky to have amazing friends and family who have helped us make this transition to a family of four as smooth as possible through their support, generosity, and kindness. Each day is a long day, but I wouldn’t change a minute of it. A lot of people have asked how Owen’s adjusting and I’m happy to report he’s doing well.
He doesn’t seem to have too much interest in August yet, but he notices when he’s not around and always says, “where’s our baby?” He’s very gentle with him and is beginning to get interested in helping do things like feeding and changing diapers. We’ll have to start slow and find some special jobs just for Owen.
In the meantime, I’m trying to embrace the present moment of everything realizing how fleeting they truly are. I can’t believe how quickly this pregnancy went, or how fast this last week flew by. I’m looking forward to sharing with all of you stories from our family as we watch these two incredible boys grow.
Blessings to you and yours,
Three things I’m thankful for (this is easy – my three boys):
- Matt – he’s been a rock star, helping with so much and keeping everything moving!
- Owen – he’s been the best big brother we could ask for.
- August – for making me a mother again.
P. S. Excuse any typos, I am sleep deprived 🙂