Leading up to the big day

So lets back up a little before we get to the main event. (more for me, so I can remember things)

So the Saturday before KJ was born, 3-17-12, we had a girls day out. Me, mom, Tara and Em all went to Lubbock to get Pedi's and do some last minute shopping before the big day. All ways great and we had a wonderful time. When we finally got home, I was exhausted and we really didn’t do that much. So I check my blood pressure like I had been doing since the end of November (that is when my BP problems started). And to my surprise, when I checked it, it was 100/94. Oh my that’s high. So I freak out a little, check it again in 15 minutes…still high, check again in another 15 minutes and it is better. KJ really wasn’t moving much, but he was moving so we went to bed. For the next couple of days, my BP continued to be a little higher than normal. I had cut back on work and was waiting for my Dr. appointment on Thursday. Wednesday night came and KJ was hardly moving, and he was always active at night, so I was a little concerned. Thursday came, I went to work and waited for my appointment at 3:45. Well KJ still hadn't moved at all that day and it was already 9:00. So I call my dr office, tell them I couldn’t feel him move (which is the worse feeling ever) and that my BP had been higher than normal. So they suggested that I come in immediately. So I call Aaron, tell him to come home and we headed to the dr office. We get there, they do a no stress on the baby and guess what??? He starts moving like crazy and my BP was ok. Go figure, right? So then we had a decision to make. Bed rest or have a baby. At this point I was exactly 37 weeks, still early, but considered full term. After tears, not knowing what was the right decision, calling my mom and trying to have her tell me what to do and Aaron just telling me its up to me, we decided that we would have the baby the next day. C-section was set. This was a very hard decision for us me. We knew that there would be risks with having a baby that early, even though he would be considered full terms. The biggest concern with having him that early would be his lungs. But we were also concerned with me carrying him any longer. I had been stressing about my BP since November, and we knew that was not good on him either. Once I decided to go ahead with having him, I knew that if it was the wrong decision, my Dr would tell me. When he didn’t tell me that I should wait, I knew he was confident that everything would be fine too. So with that being said and our C-section scheduled for 12:00 on March 23, 2012, Aaron and I went out to eat one last time.

To this day, I am unsure if we made the right decision.  But he is here and he is healthy and in the end, that is all that matters.