This Christmas week took quite a turn! My husband’s brother’s family, with their four kids, came to visit on Friday. We did various activities together — Elmwood Park Zoo’s lights, Disney on Ice (which the kids loved) — and I went to bed Saturday night feeling pretty tired.
I woke up with a shot of adrenaline around 1:45 a.m. Nothing too unusual; I’d been waking up in the middle of the night frequently. But then around 2:30 a.m. my water broke. I wasn’t having contractions yet, but I got up, packed my hospital bag, and called my doctor’s office emergency line. The physician on duty heard my “fifth baby” comment and said to go in. Given my experience with baby #4 — who arrived 2 hours after my water broke, and less than 20 minutes after we pulled into the hospital parking lot — I thought this was probably wise. I woke my husband and mother-in-law at 3 a.m. — him to drive me, and her so she knew she was on duty.
The contractions started coming pretty hard and fast during the journey, and indeed, the timing turned out to be roughly similar with this little one. He was born at 5:00 a.m., so 2.5 hours start-to-finish. We just got to the hospital a little faster (by 3:30 a.m.).
At 37 weeks and 1 day he is by far the earliest of my kids. As a result, he’s on the small size — 6 lbs, 8 oz, and while he nursed like a champ shortly after birth, he’s since had some trouble staying latched on and maintaining suction, which I’ve learned is pretty common with pre-term babies (which he technically isn’t, but if he’d been born 2 days earlier, he would have been considered that). So we are working on it.
The older kids are very excited. It was a bit like Christmas. They went to bed at night and woke up in the morning to a new little brother! My husband actually made it home around 7 a.m., ostensibly to share the news, though he proceeded to go back to bed and sleep until noon. Let’s just say that did not happen in the hospital (one reason I always lobby to be discharged as soon as possible). It was fun to have my other kids and their four cousins come visit in the afternoon and hold the little guy. My mother-in-law and my parents both made it on day 1 too. In the event of a swift labor, it’s good to have a house full of relatives!
So 2019 is going out with a bang. Even this week on my time log is kind of ridiculous. All the Christmas activities and then…this! I thought the little guy would come in January, but he had his own plans, and now will always celebrate his birthday in that week between Christmas and New Year’s. Here’s hoping he has a great many of them!