Saturday, August 13, 2016

The Birth Story of Mason Lee

On Monday, Mason Lee will be two weeks old already! Where does the time go?!

I've always loved learning and reading about baby's birth stories. The miracle of bringing babies into the world is truly an amazing gift. Therefore, taking the time to write down the memories (good, bad, and the ugly) about such a special day in our lives is very important to me! 

This story is mostly for me to remember, so feel free to skip over it if birth stories aren't any interest to you! Or just scroll to look at the pictures.. especially the last photo that captures Remington's reaction perfectly! ;)

I left off with my final 39 week bump update on Sunday, July 31st. In complete contrary to Remington's birth story, we had a scheduled delivery day chosen for Baby Joy #2's birth. 

A little back story... at my initial Dr. appointment for this pregnancy, the discussion of a VBAC versus a scheduled cesarean were discussed. Having another c section wasn't really on the top of my list, however I knew I needed to do what was safest for myself and the baby. As my prenatal appointments continued, the Dr. continued to believe that with my situation (body size/birth canal versus size of baby), a CS was going to be in my best interest. They continued to monitor the size of the baby throughout my appointments. I typically measured ahead 1-2 weeks. Therefore, the chanes of having a "smaller" size baby was looking pretty slim. At one of my weekly appointments Dr. Hartman said "Well today I'm going to have you schedule your delivery!" Which caught me off guard and was kind of weird to be honest! Rather than pick a specific date for any reason, I just told them to choose the earliest day available. And there you have it, Baby Joy's birth day was set for August 1st! 

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Sunday, July 31st
Delivery Day Eve

Our last day as a family of three was bittersweet! It truly hadn't sunk in that we were so close to having our second baby. I had been having contractions all week long so every day was a wonder of when it would be our last moments as a family of three. We were staying at the camper in Nana & Papa Furtah's backyard still since we live 75 miles from the hospital. Our weekend consisted of relaxing and enjoying our time with Remington before we had to take her to Lola & Lolo's for her first overnight stay away from us. 

We headed to my Dad and Miriam's around 4 so we could enjoy dinner and visit a bit before leaving Remington. I was more emotional and anxious about leaving Remington for the first time than I was about having a baby the following morning. 

After going over the list of things/schedule for Remington and getting her stuff unpacked, we decided we better head back to the camper and finish packing so we could try to rest up for the big day. As soon as we started to leave Remington ran for me and cried with her arms wide open. Simply broke my heart. So my waterworks were flowing before I even walked out of the house. I cried for a half hour. Michael thought I was ridiculous and our ride was pretty silent. Until he asked if I wanted ice cream from DQ. 

We made it back to the camper around 7:30pm. We took showers and finished packing our things for the hospital. Dad and Miriam kept us updated on Remington until she went to sleep. Once I knew she went to sleep and wasn't still up crying, I felt a little better about going to bed myself. Michael and I laid in bed and disagreed on looked at baby names one last time. Soon we would know if baby was a boy or girl! 

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Monday, August 1st
Baby Joy #2's Birth-day! 

The alarm going off at 5am came early. Between missing Remington, thinking about the delivery/recovery, waking up to urinate every hour along with a side of heart burn, I don't think I slept very much. 

I brushed my teeth, got dressed, tossed a little bit of makeup on and fixed my hair and we were out the door. I couldn't eat or drink anything and my stomach was gurgling! Driving to the hospital for a scheduled delivery was such an odd feeling. It almost didn't even feel like we were going to have a baby! 

We checked into the hospital at 6am. This time, I walked up to our room rather than trickling water down my leg and sitting in a wheel chair. They took our info at the front desk and sent us to Suite 3 where we got ourselves situated and I changed into an ugly hospital gown. The first nurse we had happened to be one of Michael's co worker's wives. Small world. The anesthesiologist stopped in to discuss the spinal and have me sign some papers. The nurse got my IV started. Blew the first one. Ouch. They hooked up the monitor on my belly. The baby's heart rate was 120bpm. Dr. Fabian stopped in to go over the plan for the day and then my nurse, Susan, started her shift at 7am. It seemed like time was moving so slow. Once Susan got there, she got the ball rolling. She started my catheter, (insert lots of cussing), Michael changed into a hospital outfit and at that point, I remained uncomfortable, impatient, hungry, and THIRSTY until we waited patiently to go have a baby!

At 7:45am they wheeled me back to the OR room. Michael had to wait outside of the door. They got me situated onto the OR table and then made me sit up, straddling the table (with a catheter mind you) so that I could lean forward while they gave me my meds via spinal. With a scheduled CS they give a one time shot rather than an epidural. Which means there isn't a needle left in my back that has to be pulled out later and supposedly the meds are better. 

Starting with my toes, I could feel the warm numbing sensation taking over my lower half. Once I was lying back down and the curtain was up, Michael was escorted into the room. He sat next to my head and held my hand as my arms were strapped down to the sides. They kept "pinching" my skin to ensure the meds were working. The first few times I could feel it so that was kind of nerve wrecking. Once they began the surgery I could feel a lot of pressure and tugging. It was very uncomfortable. I don't really know how to explain it... almost like I could feel my insides being torn apart yet it just felt like I was getting punched in the stomach. 

Michael asked me one last time what my prediction was on the baby's gender. Between my "oohs and ahhs" of pain I mumbled "girl". The doctors said just one more hard push and baby will be here. Then they pushed really hard on my upper stomach. I felt some major pulling and pressure. Squeezing Michael's hand, taking deep breaths, and closing my eyes was all I could do to keep from screaming. We heard the baby cry and Dr. Hartman said "it's a little man!" 

Mason Lee was born at 8:05am weighing 8lbs 5ozs and 20.5" long. 

At this point I was starting to get nausea, seeing triples, and having a hard time keeping my eyes open. I remember looking at Michael and smiling with tears in my eyes. I was pleasantly surprised to hear it was a boy! The doctors asked if we had a name and Michael said "I think it's going to be Mason Lee." I just nodded my head. We had a few names picked out but Mason was the one we've talked about for years. Mason is my maiden name and Lee is Michael, Jasmine (sister), and Sharon's (mother in law) middle name. We were hesitant because it's a popular name, although we liked the meaning behind it. 

Michael wanted to get up to go see Mason for the first time (who was still screaming) but I was still squeezing his hand as they pushed and tugged on me some more. Once I gave him the all clear he gave me a kiss and went to the other side of the room to finish watching him get cleaned up and measured and took some pictures. He brought him over to see me but I was still having a hard time focusing. We snapped a picture and they let Michael leave the room with Mason while they got me situated back in my hospital bed. 

Once I was back to the room and situated I really just wanted something to drink and to hold my baby but I couldn't. All I could have was ice chips until some more time passed and since I was still completely nausea and dizzy I didn't feel comfortable holding Mason yet. Suddenly I felt like I was going to puke so I sat over a bucket and dry heaved until the feeling went away. I also started feeling very itchy all over, which is a side effect of the meds from the spinal. All I could do was close my eyes and doze in and out of sleep. Mason was still crying which they said was normal and a good thing to clear his lungs. 

I dozed in and out of sleep from the time we were back in the room until around 11am. In between sleeping the nurse kept checking my vitals and stomach. She had to keep pushing on my stomach every so often. Which was as pleasant feeling as it sounds. I was able to hold Mason for the first time and do skin to skin for a little while in between my naps. Actually we took a brief nap together while he was on my chest. Michael had been waiting to let our families know the baby was born until I was awake and feeling better. I'm sure those couple of hours felt like days to him. We decided it was best to give ourselves plenty of time to rest and hold Mason before contacting anyone. This way we didn't have visitors knocking on the door while I was still recovering and/or sleeping. Which is what happened last time with Remi.  

We sent out some text messages and made some phone calls. I let the photographer know as well and got a hold of my Dad to make arrangements to have Remington there at the same time for pictures. They delivered me some fluids, jello, and popsicles. I asked for Mason to got a bath because they said they typically wait 8 hours after birth but I wanted him to be cleaned up before visitors arrived. My Mom and Greg were the first ones to let us know they were on their way. They stopped to get some food for Michael and a snack for me to have once I got the all clear to eat solids again (since the hospital food is so gross). 

It was around 2pm when we had our first visitors, Mom and Greg. Then two of my best friends, Janel and Natalie came. They completely spoiled Mason with a new wardrobe!

At 4pm it was time to remove that yucky catheter and get out of bed! What a relief. I was slightly dizzy at first when I got up and moving. But it felt so good to stand up! I was still having a bit of bleeding so they changed my bedding while I was up and moving. I was able to freshen up a little bit for pictures so I didn't look like a complete zombie. 

Remington arrived with my Dad and Miriam just after 5pm. I missed her so much I was so excited to see her. She came walking in with an "It's a Boy!" balloon and sat in bed with me. My Dad brought Mason over to show her her little brother for the first time. At first we think she thought he was a babydoll because she reached for him really fast and wanted to pick him up. And then he moved and it freaked her out so she shook her head no, blew him a kiss, and then pushed him away. :)

Shanell from Shanell Photography arrived around 5:30 to take photos of Mason and us as a family of four for the first time. Watching Remington observe Mason for the first time was humorous. She really didn't know what to think of him! Her facial expressions were priceless. 

Michael's Mom and Rick arrived around 6:30. At this point there was quite a few visitors in the room and it was getting slightly chaotic. Not to mention the A/C wasn't working in my room and I had requested a fan 10 times by now. Remington was starting to get tired so they started getting ready to go (which made me want to cry all over again). My Mom and Greg also left around the same time. Huge shout out to my Mama for taking pictures of our guests with Mason as well as of the three/four of us! 

Once everyone left, I finally had my dinner (ew, thank goodness for that snack my Mom brought instead) and we settled down for the night. Well, we tried to settle down. However between the high of excitement and all the other fun happenings - nurses checking on Mason and I, taking him in and out of the room for tests, checking my vitals, me having to urinate 100ml before 10pm in order to avoid getting another catheter, giving me new pain meds every 3 hours since the meds I received via spinal were wearing off, nursing Mason, and finally sharing the news on social media - it was about midnight before we attempted to sleep. 

Words do not describe how thankful we are for our healthy little Joy boy! This special guy is the only boy to carry on the Joy family name (until Derek & Jess start making babies! hint hint) We are also so very thankful for the excellent doctors and nurses that took great care of us during our 3 day stay! And lastly, for my Dad and Miriam for taking such great care of Remington during her first overnight stay away from Mama & Dada! 

The following professional photos are credit to Shanell Photography

^^ The best for last! Her expression kills me! ^^ 


  1. Congratulations!!! He is soooo cute- love his hair!! What a beautiful family!

  2. Such wonderful pictures! So glad everything went okay with Mason :) sorry the drugs made you so loopy. Hope you are all doing well!

  3. I love reading birth stories! He is absolutely precious. You have a beautiful family!

  4. LOVE!!! Congratulations, Joy family!! He is adorable and I love that his name has family meaning :) Hope you are all settling in well!

  5. hahahaha that last one is so cute! and i love the one where she's looking over the bed with her wide eyes. so cute. the pulling and tugging, not to mention being dizzy and feeling sick sounds terrifying! i'm glad it all went okay though, and i love the meaning behind his name!

  6. Ahhh I've been waiting for this! You are so amazing and this is nothing short of fabulous! I love your little family and welcome to the world little handsome man! Love you!

  7. Congrats! I love birth stories and he is just too precious! His hair is to die for!

  8. Oh my, you have two of the most beautiful babes!!! Loved all the pics!!!