My husband and I

My husband and I

Thursday, January 19, 2012

Matthew's Birth Story

           One of the last pictures I took pregnant with Bentley laying on Matthew. So sweet!



Look at that face!! What a beautiful baby boy!!

Matthew James Foster
Born 1/10/12 @ 7:14am  
6 pounds, 5 ounces, 19.75 inches

The unexpected and non ideal situations just keep coming up! Nothing about this pregnancy has been what any woman wishes or dreams for. However, God saw fit to make me a mother to a very sweet, healthy boy in the end and that is all that matters. 

On Monday,  January 9, 2012 I went in for my last doctor appointment. The baby looked fine but my fluid was only at a 5. It was time to go to the hospital. Well, I hadn't shaved my legs, nor had my husband cut his hair so we stopped by the house, took care of a few things and then we headed out to have our son. :)

Upon arriving at the hospital I was given IV, and some medicine to thin my cervix. The plan was to endure the small contractions I was having overnight and then get pitocin at 5am. However, baby Matthew did not respond well to the medicine they gave me so the plan fell through.

The next morning everything happened so fast! I was woke up at about 5:45am and the next thing I knew I was being wheeled into the surgery room for a c-section. It happened so fast that I didn't really have time to be scared or process what was going on. I just prayed and tried to stay calm.

Epidural was easy, no pain no problems. My anesthesiologist was amazing! His name was Jay, like my brother, that made him memorable. Next thing I know, I was listening to my baby boy cry! He was born at 7:14am. Greg got some great video of right when Matthew was born and when they were getting him all cleaned up and ready to meet his mommy. 

It  was amazing! When Greg brought him over to me, as I cried and saw my son for the first time, I spoke to him saying, "Hi, Matthew! Mommy loves you!" He turned his head toward the sound of my voice and he made eye contact with me.


All the complications, the shots, the emotions, the losses, and the weight gain no longer mattered.


                                                       No more shots!!

Now that I have been a mommy for a little more than a week, I fall more and more in love with my son every day. I also fall more in love with my husband who has done a great job taking care of both of us. 
                                                     My babies!!



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