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Thomas Elroy Terry Sex: boy Born: 09 June, 2010 Age: 1 years & 251 days Birthday in: 114 days Starsign: Gemini Development: See the 20 months page. Biggest achievement so far: - birth

Birth details

Original due date: July 5th, 2010
Type of delivery: Vaginal (without pain relief)
Duration of labor: 4 hours
Weight @ birth: 7 lbs 11 oz
Length @ birth: 21 inches

Thomas-Elroy-Terry`s birthstory

What a rush!! Tuesday, June 8th, found out the Steve (DH) had been keeping a little (big) secret from me and that he was still smoking, we had a rather intense evening involving me breaking down into tears for quite awhile, a big talk, followed by some make up sex. (Side not on the sex, we have only had sex one other time in the past three months equalling in three contractions the next morning). Anyway, woke up on Wednesday morning (June 9th) with a bit of backache, but assumed that I slept on it wrong, or just another preggo symptom being the size of a house. Went off to work, had a standard day, back pain continued all day, but was by no means unbearable, I have a yoga ball at work instead of an office chair and bounced away on it all day to distract from the back pain and try to maybe move the baby to a more favorable position thinking it may be him pinching a nerve or something. In the afternoon I realized I hadn`t noticed any hiccups or felt any movement, I had a chocolate bar and still didn`t feel anything. Come 5:30 I went home, Steve brought home dinner (KFC, not a real healthy food day) and after I finished the pop I laid down hoping the sugar would get some kicks. Steve went off to a baseball game at this time. I noticed while I was laying down that the back pain had waves of extra pain in it. I didn`t make the connection yet that these could be contractions. An hour went by, the pain got worse but still no kicks, I called Tele-Care about the kicks and told her about the pain, she mentioned that it could be early labour and to go in, I didn`t really believe that it could be early labour and figured it MAY be false labour, but was worried about the lack of fetal movement. At that point Steve was still away for another hour, so I figured I would get my Ipod out and use my contraction timer to see if there was any pattern to the pain before heading to the hospital. The contractions at that point were 4 minutes apart and 1:20 long. I was surprised by the consistency, but still was not convinced it was labour as I felt next to nothing in my stomach. I would feel a slight non-painful tigtherning and then the pain in my back would shoot up through me and stay instense for awhile before fading out again. Continued to time each contraction, when Steve got home at 8 PM they were 2 minutes apart and getting unbareable, we headed to the hospital where they sent us up to Labour and Delivery, things started getting REALLY intense then and I really wanted them to give me something for the pain. At this point I still figured it was not real and if anything, was false labour, still not feeling any stomach pain. The doctor came in and checked me and I was 6 cm dialated and 95% effaced! Steve and I looked at each other with a shocking look of `oh my god, this is REAL` at that point I had no time to think about what was happening, just that there was going to be no pain relief and that this was going to get worse before it got better. Shortly after that they moved me to the delivery room and set me up with some laughing gas, I have no idea if it helped but I think it did. I was very quickly fully dialated, there was 40 min since we arrived to this point, and still no pain in my stomach, the pressure was starting to build and then the doc broke my water, at this point the pressure and contractions intensified by a million and I let out a horrific shreik.... and now we are ready push! Pushing was very quick as well, Steve guesses about 20 min and was definitely the more favoured of the two, if I had to choose I would rather push then have the back labour again! Thomas slide on out and I was so insanely relieved and happy that the pain was instantly gone, only his head was out and I just felt relieved and done, I asked if I still had to push and was told yes (haha, obviously the gas did work) did one more push for the body and he was here! Crying and all! Steve was really great, I was worried he would be squimish but he was a superstar, stayed right in my face not letting me focus on anything other then breathing which helped a lot, normally I would have found that insanely annoying but it really saved me from completely panicking with the pain.
Honestly ladies, at the point of birth I didn`t really even care about Thomas, as horrible as that sounds, I was concerned to hear him cry, but they gave him to Steve for some quick bonding before whisking him away to make sure he was ok and I didn`t really even register that he didn`t get put on my chest or that I only saw him for a second, the whole thing had happened so far, and I had only realized that I was actually in labour about 2 hours prior that it just didn`t seem real. While I was getting stiched up (tore up to my clitoris, shallow, but long, not so bad, healing quickly) Steve and I talked for the first time about the reality of having a baby and what just happened. I very weakly showered as I had lost a high percentage of blood for a delivery, and then Steve wheeled me down to the nursery. At that point the mothering instinct kicked in, I didn`t want to leave him I wanted to stay with him forever, but we went to our recovery room and rested for a bit, I didn`t sleep very well and come 4 AM I really wanted to see him again, so I buzzed the nurse who happily brought him to me. He never left my side after that, Steve held him a lot of the time, but other then a few quick shots and checks he was always with us and had been wonderful.
Thomas was born a very healthy boy, even though I was only 36 weeks and 3 days along, weighing in at 7 lbs 11 oz and 21 inches, his lungs were fully developed and he had absolutely no problem. They did put an IV in him for about 12 hours just in case. Which looked so ouchy!! I was so happy when they finally took it out. It almost feels like he was a full term baby since everything about him was very full term. But with me being such a crazy TTCer there is no question about dates at all.
We spent 2 days, technically only about 36 hours at the hospital before going home, once they established that he was getting some colostrum and was having regular bowel movements we were able to go. Being home is wonderful, we have been relaxing, cleaning house a little bit and just enjoying our beautiful baby boy.

For being so SO absolutely positive that I wasn`t going to delivery till after my due date and the speed of the labour and delivery this was a complete and utter shock, but we couldn`t be more thrilled and are just so relieved that he is healthy.

That`s how the story of Thomas Elroy Terry begins.

Thomas and Elroy are both names of grandfathers past, Thomas is my mom`s father, who passed away when I was 14, shortly after my grandmother died 2 years prior, and Elroy is Steve`s dad`s father who passed away just last year of lung cancer.

The three cats are accepting him fine, lots of sniffing and wide eyes, but so far no jealousy showing so hopefully the relationship between them will be fine.

Welcome Baby Thomas!

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