It's a little crazy for me right now that I am sitting down and typing this because I just cannot believe that my baby is two. For me, two is like the cut off for babydom. He is now a full blown toddler. Also, I feel like two is the year that they toddlers become kids. Babble becomes language and walking becomes sprinting. Dexter is still the baby of the family so I'm a little scared that those baby moments with him are over. So I'm going to reminisce for a moment and share with you just how Dexter arrived into this world.
It all started after baby decided not to arrive before or on his due date. My doctor, Dr. Fait, scheduled me for another appointment 5 days later. I was ready. My hips were killing me, I was having trouble maneuvering around any task, my stretch marks were getting stretch marks and I was having teaser contractions constantly. I was DEFINITELY ready.
At my appointment the doctor gave me a few options. It was pretty much we induce you today or tomorrow. My answer was today. As I said it though, I became really nervous. I went home and called Dave to tell him he had to come home from work and take me to the hospital so they could start me on the Pitocin. My mom came with and after they hooked me up we sat and played cards until the contractions got stronger. (Those cards got me through the last month of pregnancy.)
As soon as they became stronger I had the Anesthesiologist give me an Epidural. As I lay in wait, I imagined what he would look like, if he would have any hair, the smell of his newborn head.
With Pilot I couldn't feel anything after I had the epidural, I was completely 100% numb from the belly down, but this anesthesiologist seemed to have done it right and I knew when I had to push. About 8 hours after I started on the pitocin and right when my besties arrived I paged the nurse. I felt it and I knew it was time. Once the nurse checked me she sent my friends out of the room. Dave, my mom and Dave's mom stayed. She said "It's time to push." And my body started shaking vigorously again. It was the same with Pilot but I thought I would be calmer with Dexter. I was not. I was so scared that I shook like a leaf. Once my doctor came into the room, and got ready I pulled my legs back and 3 big pushes later, he was here. It was crazy fast.
Dexter Audio Miller was an 6 pound 10 ounce healthy baby boy. Born on this day in 2009, a half an hour away from being born on 09/09/09. He was nothing like I had imagined. I think I imagined another Pilot. But he wasn't at all. He was Dexter.
Dexter, my Dexterino, my second king. I never thought I could love someone as much as I loved Pilot but I was wrong. My heart swelled to a million times when I saw your brown eyes for the first time. You look so much like your dad but you are so much like me. A gentle and sweet boy who has stolen my heart. You are the Cheetoh to my puff and you will ALWAYS be my baby.
I love you Dexter, Happy Birthday.

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This gave me goosebumps! <3
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