I am now officially a mother of 3. And to the shock of my entire family, we have had our first boy!!! To those of you who don't know, there were 11 grandchildren in our family so far, and all 11 are girls. Jaxon is number 12, and the first boy. Everyone thought it was impossible for any of the Pechin kids to produce boys, but we have proved them wrong! Maybe we'll start a new trend... Anyways, for those of you who are interested I am going to write out some of the details, so consider yourselves warned.
I had been having contractions for a few days prior, but nothing too intense until we went to the rodeo on Saturday night. We had a lot of fun at the rodeo, it was my first time, and the girls got to ride on a horse for the first time. But my contractions began to get a little bit painful while we were there. It wasn't real bad, but it was enough to let me know that I was finally heading into real labor. So when we got home I sent the girls off to a friends house for the night and my friend Kara Pond came over in case the time came to go to the hospital.
We decided to head in at about 2am but we were frustrated to learn that we had gone in prematurely and I got sent home. I decided right then that I would not be going in again unless I was for sure that I was in labor. It is a 30 minute drive to the hospital and I didn't want to make the trip again unless I was sure. I kept the girls over at my friends as my labor slowly progressed throughout the day on Sunday. I just stayed home by myself and tried to do all of the at-home labor techniques. Jake called several times and even helped me time my contractions for awhile. After Kara got home from church she came over and we again decided it was time to go to the hospital. Now I was for sure in labor because I could no longer talk during contractions or really focus on anything. NOTE: I have to tell you that on the way to the hospital I found the seat-heaters to be the best gadget that a car could ever have.
Anyways, we got to the hospital at 3:15 pm and I was at a 5, so the nurse was kindof taking her time setting the room up, and they had paged the anesthesiologist, but he was taking his time too. My contractions had gotten really bad to the point where I was thinking that it could not possibly get much worse. I think the nurse thought I was being a whiner when I kept asking where the anesthesiologist was, so she finally said "lets check you then, okay?" And so she checked me and then said, "we're having a baby!" and she yelled out the door that we needed the doctor and the baby was coming. I had gone from a 5 to a 10 in less than an hour.
So I ended up delivering him with not so much as a tylenol. And I have to tell ya, Childbirth really is as painful as everyone says it is.
Jake was the first to call after Jaxon was born. I had no way to call him, so he had been checking in on me periodically. He called about 20 minutes after Jaxon was born. He was so surprised and delighted about our new son he was half laughing, half crying.
I'm not sure what else to say other than that we love our new baby, and we are all adjusting here at home. The girls really love him a lot, but they are struggling with the thought that they have to share me now. But they are good at helping with him and being gentle with him and are becoming more independant, as I can no longer do everything for them.
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I've met you a few times... I am Val's sister-in-law (Scott's sister, Heidi). Anyway, I was bored, and I was just looking at Val's friend's blogs, and I read about this, and when I read that your husband was gone in Iraq, and you gave birth without him, I started crying. Really, I did! You are so brave. God bless you and your family, and your brave husband. God bless America! Congrats on your new baby! :-)
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