Am'y Definition of Irony

Child #1: I had delusions of natural childbirth. I never went into labor, instead I had to be induced at 41 weeks. Dylan never dropped, and I never had many contractions before the induction. Fast forward 17 long hours, things were not going well. Dylan got stuck and his heart rate was slowing down. I get an emergnacy c section. I then find out how giant Dylan was (9 lbs 14oz, 14 3/4" head).

Child #2: I no longer have any delusions about anything remotely natural. Placenta previa guaranteed the repeat c section. I am trying to be positive that I never have to feel a contraction, and knowing exactly when I will go into the hospital. I was wrong, again. Wednesday night I had a couple of contractions while sitting on the couch resting from long day at work. I figured it was Braxton Hicks due to working too hard. The next day I had more contractions, but never more than 2 in a hour and non were really painful. I went about my day, dropping Dylan at day care, going to work for a couple of hours. I figured I would ask the OB at my visit that day at 1pm. I was fully expecting to hear that this is what Braxton Hicks feels like, and that I should expect to feel that way for the rest of my pregnancy. Apparently I had the look of a woman in labor, and the nurse immediately brought in the OB after seeing me. She immediately checked to see if I was dilating. I was once again fully expecting to hear nothing was happening. Wrong. I was 2 cm dilated. WHAT!?! I don't dilate. I don't go into labor on my own. The OB put me on the monitor which said that I was contracting regularly. Things were really quickly from there. The OB told me that I had to be at the hospital by 4:30 (it was 1:30). I had to call AJ and get him home from work, get Dylan from preschool to my Dad's house, and get to the hospital. We were not quite ready to go. AJ had not packed yet. I had only packed half of my hospital bag.

AJ and I made it just in time. Due to the previa, time was of the essence. I was immediately put me into pre-op. IV's, blood tests, etc. I was then taken to the OR. It took 2 spinals to get my belly numb (very fun). Aj was allowed in just in time to see Maya being born. Another 30 minutes and my tubes were tied and I was wheeled out.

IRONY: When I wanted to do a natural birth, I had a giant baby with a giant head and I never went into labor. When I could not have a natural birth, I go into labor on my own and have a peanut sized baby with a peanut head. FYI: pitocin contractions are 1000x more evil than regular ones.

Aj and I have our 2 beautiful, happy and healthy children. Our family is complete. No regrets about how we got here.