Today I'm not afraid. Not afraid to speak. Not afraid of what will come out. Not afraid to make this more real, more definite, more amazing, more beautiful, more incredible, more my life. Today I'm not afraid to tell you about the most beautiful gift God's given our family this year. Today I'm not afraid, rather I'm EXCITED! I'm excited to introduce our precious son... Our second son... Our sweet baby boy "Gage Anthony Nichols" the newest addition to our precious family.
Three weeks after my Dad passed away we were driving home from a family dinner for my 29th birthday. It was the first time we had been together as a "family" (a word that has a whole new meaning now that Dad is gone) and it had been very special, but also a very difficult night for me. I was in my own world when we stopped at Walgreen's on our way home. I don't remember what we we're getting, but David noticed that pregnancy tests were on sale and decided we should grab a couple (always looking to save buck when we can). I wasn't planning to take it that night, but when Dave suggested it I didn't fight him on it. I sat it on the counter and went along with my nightly routine, still trying to wrap my mind around what had just been my first "family" birthday without my Dad, not thinking or hovering over the test. When I caught a glimpse of the test on the counter a few minutes later I picked it up, took a peek, and FAINTED... Ummmm ok maybe I didn't fall flat on the floor, but I did on the inside. What a SURPRISE! What a GIFT! What a MIRACLE! We were having a baby!!!! Suddenly I felt like my Dad had been with me on my birthday, just in a whole new way. It was October 23 -the day before my 29th Birthday.
We'll skip over the 10 months of throwing up, my being the classic "pregnant nightmare" and jump right to the good stuff. The stuff where our precious baby boy decided to make his entrance into the world and into our family.
On June 27th, 2012 at 11:50pm I was laying on the bed watching a movie with Dave when suddenly my water broke (I was pretty sure that I was wetting the bed, only for my sweet husband to lovingly remind me that I was pregnant and due in less then 10 minutes so it was very likely my water breaking). I called the Dr and my midwife answered the phone. She sweetly listened as I explained what was going on and then softly said these words....."Sounds great Taylor! What I would like you to do is go ahead and go to bed now and try to get a good nights rest. Plan on coming into the hospital around 9am tomorrow." I stare blankly at Dave and I'm pretty sure a minute went by before she said "Does that sound ok?" I say "Um... Uh huh..." followed by a LONG pause. Liane, our midwife, says "It's likely you may end up starting contractions and needing to come in before then, but do your best to get a full nights sleep and we'll just plan on having a baby tomorrow!" I hung up the phone and kinda started to process what she said. Not the part where she said "Go to bed," but the part where she said "We'll plan on having a baby tomorrow!"
Our Precious Midwife "Liane" |
I started walking around, thinking about everything I HAD to get done before I had a baby the next day. So much to do, so little time, such a big change.. It's like everything compiled into one moment. One BIG moment where the reality that we we're becoming a family of four was about to be REAL! I'll skip over ironing, packing, showering, calling family, re-packing and just go to the part where I actually did get a pretty good nights sleep! I slept from 2am -5:30am before I woke up with the start of contractions. I rested on the couch until around 7am so David could continue to sleep (a WELL rested husband is the biggest gift you can have in labor) and then we started getting ready to head to the hospital. Kerry and Kaiden (my precious sister-in-love and my niece) had come over around 1am so someone would be here with Zane in case we had to leave in the middle of the night, so I was completely relaxed about him having a normal (well a lot more fun then our "normal") morning routine and was ready to go meet our new baby boy. We stopped to pick up breakfast at my favorite breakfast spot and then headed to St. David's North Austin Medical Center to meet baby Gage!
I could write an entire post on the next 4 hours and I think I will, so I'll only give the cliff notes on what happened next. We arrived. Ate breakfast in the car. Went to our room. Got settled. Contractions start hurting BAD at 10:30 and I start the inner dialogue of "why on this earth do you want to have this baby naturally?" Contractions get WORSE and our sweet nurse keeps saying things like "That's awesome.. Just what we want... Great work" as she calmly walks around the room getting things ready for Gage to arrive. Noon rolls around and the nurse asks if I would like Dr. Campaigne to come back. I confidently respond "YES!" 12:15 Campagine arrives. I'm preparing myself to hear something like "Great work Taylor, your at a 4" when she says "Awesome job, your at a 8 and I'm not leaving this room till we have a baby!" 12:50 Gage Anthony Nichols arrives!
More to come soon ;)
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