Isaac Marciano Day

My baby boy is almost two months old and even though two months is nothing compared to my 23 years of life, I can't imagine life without Isaac.

We had Isaac blessed at church this past Sunday. I am so thankful for the family and friends that showed up to this occasion to support our little family. You have no idea how much that means to me. Knowing that you guys are behind us makes me confident that Brett and I can be good parents. And, when we make mistakes and need help we have so many people to turn to.

Since I am busy thinking about how wonderful my little family is, I think it is about time to tell you the story of baby Isaac. Having a baby at a hospital is kinda gross, and I spared the gross details, but if you don't want the regular details of my delivery either, feel free to stop reading now. I had Isaac ten days early. Which was fantastic for me. I pretty much worked myself into labor and with some help of Aunt Lenor, had Isaac on May 16th.

Sunday night, on the 15th, we had family home evening over at Lenor's house. Brett and I arrived a bit early so that Lenor could work some reflexology on my feet to help with the whole being pregnant thing. About an hour after Lenor had worked on my feet, I was sitting on the couch and my water started to leak, not on the couch though. At the time I wasn't entirely sure that is was my water though. My fluid wasn't the right color. After we got home from family night we called the doctor to make sure coming in for a possibly broken water was the right thing to do or not. The doctors said to come in and get evaluated. I decided to take my time, get in the shower, grab a few things. Well, right before I got in the shower, my water broke, it wasn't leaking, it was definitely broken.

We got to the hospital, Ironwood, at about 10:30 PM, Sunday night. They checked me in and got me ready for an evaluation. The concern at the time was the color of my amniotic fluid, it was pink. The hospital tested the fluid to make sure it was actually my water that broke, and strangely enough the test they ran said that my water hadn't broken. So they tested me again only to find the same results. So they checked my cervix, which two people could not get to. After obtaining a urine sample, they were sure that is was my water that had broken, despite the previously ran tests. I would be staying at the hospital to have my baby.

I got sent to my delivery room, which was huge and fantastic, and got hooked up to a few machines. Then I was left there so that my contractions, that were not regular, could be monitored. Eventually they decided that my contractions needed some help and they put me on pitocin. At this point it was maybe two or three in the morning, I was very hungry and sleepy. I had had very small snacks over the previous twenty-four hours and only a two hour nap after church. By the time my excitement had worn down and I wanted to sleep, my contractions were too present for any real sleep. I dealt with them. At about six in the morning I asked for some pain medication. I wasn't ready for the epidural because I was worried it wouldn't last since I was only dilated to a three. However, they recommended that I take the epidural and get some sleep. It was fantastic sleep.

I woke up at about three hours later. At this point I was dilated to a nine and they were going to get me ready to have my baby. At 9:30 AM, I was fully dilated and I started pushing... over and over again. At some point Isaac got stuck cause his hand was in the way. I was so sleepy that I tried to sleep between my contractions. This went on for what seemed to be forever. I asked for ice chips over and over again. I wanted toast and apple juice, which I obviously couldn't have. Eventually, it seemed like I was feeling more and more of this delivery, which made me started to panic a bit. There was a bit of crying involved, some barfing, an episiotomy, and finally at 12:48 PM, Isaac Marciano Day was born. He weighed 7 pounds and 13 ounces, and was 20 1/2 inches long.

Seeing him for the first time was absolutely amazing and I fell instantly in love. I am so grateful for the opportunity I have to be a mother. It is the best job in the world. Looking at him makes me so happy. Loving Isaac is indescribable.