about a boy

January 11th at 2:48 am I had my son, Everett Franklin Fowler.

Labour
I went in to be induced at 5 am on the 10th. Justin and i tossed and turned the night before, waiting for the alarm clock to go off at 4 so we could get this show on the road. We had no idea what we were in for. They started the pitosin, I got my epidural, I was contracting regularly, for a couple hours things were looking pretty good. I was in labor for an agonizing twenty hours. My first epidural quickly wore off, my second one i got didn't do anything longer than thirty minutes. I am so grateful for all the support I received while it was all happening, Justin, my mom, my sister dorothy, justin's mom, even my brother were all there by my side the entire time. They all took turns holding my hands and helping me through each contraction, although the last few hours, when i was waiting for my c section I was told I'd be getting, when the pain was so intense I was getting very confused as to what was actually happening, my mother was my saving grace. I had my eyes locked on her, and with her breathing through my contractions with me, assuring me each time my cervix was being checked that it was the doctors helping me and not past trauma reoccuring, somehow I remained grounded in the moment, and made it through. I really thought I wouldn't, but i did.

I didn't switch as much as i thought I would, although looking back on it, I did more than I thought I was at the time. Either way, we all made it through together.

10 lbs. 6 oz.
and that's all I have to say about that right now.