Okay, I have been wanting to sit and write out the birth story of our baby girl but things have been super busy…haha…did I think it would not be with a 19 month year old and a new born. I go over and over in my head the details of her birth and I am happy that I am finally able to get it written down. Everyone I talked to said that each child’s birth experience is different and I knew that was true but I was not prepared for how different they would be. A lot of people I talked to as well said that the first was always the hardest and the second seemed to come easier, so I prepared for that but I think I might have psyched myself because this experience was much longer, but then much shorter as well…I will explain as I go!!!
*NOTE* This post is more for me and wanting to remember down the road the days leading up to and the birth of leading lady; feel free to skip to the pictures or skip it all!!!
I pretty much had an uncomplicated pregnancy other than the normal minor side effects at the beginning and being nauseous 24/7 for a bit and tired, but when it comes down to it, I cannot complain. Everything happened when it should. The baby seemed to grow even when I did not seem to be showing, every time I went to the doctor they said I was measuring perfectly and all seemed well. I did have some sciatica pain at times which was pretty icky but thankfully was not as bad as when I was pregnant with Teddy. I spent most of the pregnancy with you feeling like I needed “more time.” More time to get stuff done, more time to get the house in order, more time to wrap my head around having two kids, more time to be READY. I would tell people that I would let her bake as long as she needed but by the last month my mindset shifted and I was ready for her to get here.
In my last post I mentioned I went to the doctor at 37 weeks…it was a Tuesday afternoon (April 9th) when I went and he ordered a 24 hour urine test to be done on Saturday (April 13th )and then turn in on Sunday (April 14th)…then at my appointment on Monday (April 15th) we would discuss options. That final week DRUG on and on; we took a family date night on Thursday up to the Orlando LDS Temple; I had brought Teddy up a few times but that was when he was younger and now we wanted him to see the beauty and feel the spirit. He is at the age where he soaks everything in and it ended up being a wonder evening. We had a ward party and campout on Friday night. I told everyone there that I hoped to have the baby in less than a week =) Little did I know that that statement would prove to be correct. My dad and mom were in a band that performed at the campout and I was glad that I was able to see them in action…finally Saturday came and I had to pee in the hat and transfer it to the big orange jug all day long. At this point in the pregnancy I was peeing frequently but the amount was not substantial so it seemed like a long day. There was an American Mothers luncheon at my parents’ house that I went to and then that night we had a dinner with some couples that we worked together at church with. Lucky each place had a spare refrigerator for by big jug of pee…I was pretty self-conscious about it but hey, that’s okay…I would do anything if it meant she would be able to come early.
|Abble, his new favorite thing|
|Resting on daddy before our family outing!!|
|Daddy and Son|
|Jessica and the Trout Lake Band|
|At our friends house on Saturday evening. They had a baby girl two months ago and Teddy LOVED seeing the bebe!!|
This was waiting at the hospital on Sunday morning
My husband got home and Teddy woke up; we played some and then I called the hospital around 4pm…they said they were ready and expecting us. It sounded like we could have come earlier but it was okay. We had to go and drop Teddy off at my parents, so it took us a little longer to get there but by 5:30pm we were there and getting things set up. The nurses today were so so so much better than the day before. We got all situated with the paperwork and other information and they got me all set up with the gear and everything. This time they put my IV upper on my arm instead of my wrist and that felt a tad bit better; I am not a fan of IV’s…needles do not bug me but these for some reason did. It was around 6:00pm when we were all hooked up and ready to start. The nurse checked my cervix and I was not dilated at all and I was only 70% effaced; with Teddy I got the hospital at a 3 and over 80% effaced…so I had a feeling we were going to be hunkering down for the long run. Before they could start the Pitocin they had to ripen the cervix so they put some miso paste or something up there to soften it. She started that around 7:00pm and then there was a shift change and when the new nurse checked at 8:00pm I was at a 3 and still 70% effaced; at this time I was happy because I thought things were going to continue to progress but boy was I wrong. Nothing happened the rest of the night. The nurse started me on the Pitocin but the baby would not handle the contractions well and they would stop it and see if I would contract on my own which I did for a little while but it slowed down and it ended up being a LONG LONG night. I brought my ear plugs but it did not help, my husband was snoring so loud; I tried to distract myself and get on his same breathing; I tried to plug my ears with my own fingers as well but my joints hurt so bad, I just laid there and rubbed them. I have a hard time being on my side as well, I know you are not supposed to lie on your back during pregnancy but it was so hard not too…now I was being switched from side to side everyone once in a while to monitor the baby and keep her heart rate from dropping. At one point in the middle of the night, I asked for some ice packs to put on my hands but it did not help. I was happy when the sun started to come in through the cracks in the blinds; dawn had come and it could not have come fast enough. I was ready for this day, because I knew that this day my little lady was going to be born; there was a thought in the back of my head that said it could take longer than this day but I had a peaceful feeling that this was THE DAY!!!
|Last shot before I got hooked up to all the monitors and everything|
My sweet sister Tiffani sent these beautiful flowers...baby girl was in a cute flower sleeping =)Teddy has had a hard time saying Ahma and Ampa...but we realized that he has been calling them Ahme and Papa all along but we just made the connection. Since my husbands parents are grandma and grandpa, we love that he has his own names for my parents...
I looked over and saw her wide eyed and staring at me...such a sweetheart...I AM SO IN LOVE
We love that Aunt Ashlee lives so close and can smother baby girl with LOVE...and she is who she is named after...both their middle names are Renee =)
My husband went home with Teddy again and baby and I got to snuggle again. They weighed her again on Wednesday evening and she had dropped to 6 pounds 12 ounces…such a wee little lady. Thursday morning (April 18th) the pediatrician came in and said that her bilirubin levels were high and they needed to do a few more tests to make sure there was not jaundice. They had me give her a little formula to try and get her levels down; it seemed to work. They came in around 12:30 and drew some more blood and around 2:00 said her levers were low enough to go home but I would need to check in at the pediatrician in a few days to check her. It took a while longer get everything ready for discharge but we were out of there by 3:30 and on our way home. We stopped by the office to see my parents and then went to my friend Linnea’s house to get Teddy. She was kind enough to watch him that afternoon; it was fun to show off our bundle of joy. She has three girls and a boy and they loved seeing her as well. Teddy was happy to see the bebe…he loves her already. We got home and kinda just hunkered down for the evening. Baby girl did not want to sleep in her little sleeper chair thing or on the bed, so I was fine this first night just holding her. She did pretty good; I substituted some formula along with breast feeding and think I will keep that going as long as I can. With Teddy I did not have any milk come in, so we shall see with her; it seems like I have some stuff there, even if it is still the colostrum.
So there you have it; there is the birth story and aftermath of welcoming little Macy Renee into our family. She is a little gem and I am so in love with her; when I found out I was pregnant I did not know how I could love something or someone so much, but the moment she was born I was overcome with love and sometimes I still think to myself why me…why did she choose me? How am I worthy? Why despite all of my faults and shortcomings am I am blessed with the family I have. I think I will always feel that way!!!