My Hemi-Hero, my son Lucas, is now just over a month shy from turning 9 years old! I feel like the years flew by and yet it seems like an eternity too!
Lucas is my third child and my baby; he has always been full of surprises. My hubby and I only planned on having two children and when we had a girl and a boy, we decided that two kids was enough. We waited until our older son was just over a year old and my hubby was set to have a vasectomy. About two days before his procedure…well let’s just say we had some fun and he decided in a split second to not use our usual form of contraception at the time, the method of withdrawing. I was furious and he argued what were the odds that I would get pregnant, well three weeks later when my period was M.I.A. and my pregnancy test was positive, the odds were pretty good!
I have to admit that not only was I furious, but mentally I had prepared myself for a life with just two kids and I had just started a career that I put on hold for my first son. I did decide to keep the baby, but I resented this fetus. When we found out we were having another boy, I didn’t need any baby items because my older son was just a year old and I didn’t really want to celebrate this baby’s impending arrival. My pregnancy didn’t have any complications or wasn’t unusual, very much on par with my other two pregnancies. I was turning 26 right before Lucas was due to be born, so no issues with me or the baby were expected.
When I was about 32 weeks, it hit me like a ton of bricks- I went into full nesting mode! I was getting excited about our new addition and got everything ready for our new kid. I was finally making peace with putting my career on hold a while longer and having another little boy to love.
A week before my due date, my OB/GYN asked if I wanted to be induced early because of my borderline gestational diabetes and history of large babies, my first child was 8 days early and weighed in at 9lbs., 6 oz.! I said, “Heck yeah!” and on January 26, 2007, I checked into the hospital to be induced. Labor progressed slowly because I was holding out on getting an epidural, but the tension in my body during contractions was not allowing my cervix to dilate fast enough, so I caved and got the epidural. Then things progressed quickly and a few pushes later at about 10:20 p.m., Lucas entered the world.
I knew immediately something was not right…