The story of Jean-Louis

It all started on Wednesday, February 10th when I went to my final NTS appointment. While talking to the nurse I found out that I have been seeing midwives through out my pregnancy instead of doctors. I was suppose to be seeing doctors because of the hospital rules because of my prior c-section. So she cancelled my Friday appointment and made one with a doctor for the next day, Thursday. I went to my appointment on Thursday and found out I was already dilated to a 3. After talking to the doctor about all the risks of having another vaginal delivery he brought in a high risk doctor. They said I had extra fluid and they were calculating him to be very close to 11lbs. After getting told all the risks again the doctor said he was going to talk to the doctor that was going to be on duty the next day to see what she thought. He told me I would probably not hear from her til late afternoon. To my surprise I was waken the next morning a little after 7am by the doctor. She told me to come in as soon as I was ready to be assessed. I took my time getting ready since I really wanted to wait til the next day when my in-laws would be here. After dropping the kids off at Trina's and picking up Lesa to be with me at the hospital, I was on my way. I checked into triage and after being checked they told me I was still at a 3 and that I needed to go and walk for a couple of hours. Lesa and I went to the PX got an early lunch and walked around for a while. We went back and was told that I still hadn't changed enough. The doctor said she would induce me if I wanted. I asked her if I could wait til the next day and she told me she would have to ask the doctor that would be on duty then. That doctor came in and told me that she didn't feel comfortable with inducing me and she would highly suggest getting a c-section without even trying to do it vaginally. After the doctor left I looked at Lesa and was like I think my only option was to go with the doctor that would induce me or even let me try and have this baby my way. I asked her if she was ready and willing to be with me that day and she said sure. So I was admitted and the journey began. The time was about 1pm when I was admitted and after a very long night with a couple of very scary experiences Jean-Louis was born at 707am Saturday morning. I did feel some pleasure of having the doctor that told me I wouldn't be able to have him vaginally there when I pushed him out. She told me I did a good job and all I wanted to do was say "I told you so". He was 9lbs 15oz and 22inches long. He is such a cute little boy and I love that he is in our lives.