2 years ago today…
10-3-05 was my estimated due date for the arrival of our new baby boy, to be named Ellis Michael or Ellis Wilson, we were still deciding. My contractions started on my due date at about 2:45pm while I was at my mother-in-law’s house picking up Peyton. They stayed consistent for several hours and we went to the hospital about 5:30pm. They monitored me for an hour and said even though I was contracting every 3 minutes I was not in active labor so they sent me home. I was not happy…my second child and you’re sending me home with contractions this close together? Yes, the on-call ob obviously didn’t want to go to the hospital. Grrrrr… So Brandon and I stopped at Cracker Barrell to pick up dinner where I remember leaning over the counter and the employee said “you’re not in labor, are you?” to which I replied “yes actually I am”…then she asked why I wasn’t at the hospital. LOL So we came home to eat. Peyton was at our house with my mom and grandmother. I couldn’t eat, I just had no appetite b/c of the pain. I tried laying on the couch, but it hurt too much so I tried taking a bath instead. My mom left to run some errands and I soaked for a few minutes. I got up out of the tub and my water broke, yay! Not so much yay for the closet floor, but oh well. So we called my mom and told her to come back QUICKLY so we could head back to the hospital once again. Man I would’ve rather been at the hospital if they had just kept me and given me my epidural by now! So mom FINALLY got here and took Peyton to my mother-in-law’s and we got checked back into the hospital around 9:30pm. I was now at 5cm. (I was a 2 when they sent me home a few hours before) I was begging for the epi at this point, the contractions were coming one right after another and I was so pale from the pain. They kept saying they had to wait on labs…wouldn’t have that problem if that had kept me. Anyway….FINALLY get the epidural closer to 11pm. I thought for sure they wouldn’t make it in time. I think they called the on call ob after midnight, closer to the time they knew I was ready. I didn’t think he’d make it in either. So Ellis, my beautiful baby boy, was born JUST after his due date - 1:17am after less than 30 minutes of pushing. He was laid on my chest immediately, something I missed greatly with Peyton. My big boy was here…and has gotten ever-so-much bigger since that day two years ago.
Ellis, you are such a blessing to us, named after your paternal grandfather, Ellis Kirby Burroughs and of course after your daddy and Pawpaw. (for the Michael part of your name) I love watching you grow and learn new things. I can’t wait to observe and help you learn and grow over the next year. Mommy loves you very much.
Happy 2nd Birthday to my chunky monkey man!