Jaden’s Birth Story Part 1:
The name Jaden is a baby boy name. The name Jaden comes from the Hebrew origin. In Hebrew The meaning of the name Jaden is: Jehovah has heard. A Biblical name.
Oh where to start?! First of all, I’m so embarrassed that it has taken so long for me to actually sit and write this out, but as you can imagine it has been quite a crazy few weeks between school, home, and most importantly caring for my little baby boy! I hope I can remember everything correctly. There is so much that I want to write about, I hope I do not leave anything out and can make sense of all that I have in my head! This past month has been the craziest, most amazing month of our lives! We waited for this little boy a very long time and always hoped/prayed for this experience. It is still at times surreal that it is actually happening to us! We couldn’t be happier to have our Angel with us. Every sleepless night/chaotic day is worth it ten times over…when I get to look at that precious child! It amazes how natural becoming a mother came to me. It’s like I cannot remember life before him…as if he has always been with me!
So…I suppose it all started the weekend before I gave birth, October 30th/31st.
Let me just go ahead and preface this with … nothing about this labor and delivery went as I had planned it, lol; and to be honest, not much has since. I suppose this is how that good ‘ole saying “Man plans, GOD laughs” came about …
I didn’t realize it at the time, but my body was actually preparing for labor the entire weekend before I gave birth. I thought I was just having some plain old Braxton Hicks contractions and pain in my pelvis. I had been majorly achy all weekend long. Getting up and sitting down was so painful that whenever I had to change positions I either needed help or it took me forever to do so. So that’s pretty much how Saturday and Sunday and Monday…went.
Tuesday morning started early for my mom and I, she came with me to my routine Dr’s appt that had been scheduled for that week (November 2nd). Now let me just add that this was midterm week…as in I wasn’t really planning to be in labor through that. Especially after failing my final exam for the previous class because I gad gotten myself so worked up about school and going into labor during an important test!
Anyway, so we sat at the Dr’s office, and waited, and waited and waited some more. They were as usual running way behind schedule. I vividly remember joking with my mom that by the time I would be seen I’d be in labor! Haha…jokes on me! That was 9 a.m., by 9:10 I was having contractions! No kidding! They took me back, strapped me on the monitor, yup…definitely contracting…did an exam…yup…dialated about 1 cm. So off to the hospital we were sent! I called Josh at work and told him…and so the craziness began !! At 37 weeks and 5 days, we were off to have ourselves a baby, or so we thought...
This was the last belly pic we had taken...37 weeks.