We are beyond excited to share that we welcomed our baby Oliver Martin Kalahar this past October 6th . He was 7 lbs 2 oz and measured 20 inches.
Picture by First Day Photo
Oliver’s birth story is long – as any other birth story – read below !
Labor was long , 29 hours from the moment contractions started. Oliver was over a week overdue and I can say I was prepared, I read the books , did the classes (even tough I swore I wouldn’t do those) – I had my bag packed and my route to the hospital learned, but no matter how you prepare, giving birth is always a unexpected experience.
It was exciting and scary, full of unexpected turns. I had a flexible birth plan that put my baby’s health above all and that helped us so much, because when we needed to make a decision, it felt like the right thing to do. I broke waters at 11 PM on Saturday, October 4th and we were admitted shortly after. I had a couple visits to the hospital before so my mom didn’t come with this time, but after being admitted my husband went to get her. I had some fun the first hours just settling into our room, putting my shows in the TV and letting everyone know we would be meeting our little boy. Things progressed super slowly, on Sunday eafternoon – evening things started getting there, and more painful, but I still wasn’t dilating quickly enough! After laboring for more than twenty hours , I unfortunately had only dilating half way, I had my epidural and pitocin, but my body was taking forever to get there. It becomes frustrating when you feel somehow your body is “failing” you, this part was the hardest of all . I never had anything against drugs but I started to get scared since it had been so long and I was far from getting any rest after the pain medications. And then the doctors started coming to our more often and finally explained us that his heart was showing signs of distress . We ended up deciding for a C-section shortly after (minutes even), and I can say I remember every minute from there like it was a slow-mo movie , the anesthesia, the operation room and hearing the doctors say “He is pushing his head” , followed by the sweet sweet sound of his cry. On Monday morning Oliver was born. I cried and cried knowing that he was fine and that the whole thing was over.
Thanks God everything turned out amazing and our little one is healthy as can be!
These two pictures were taken by me, at a week old.