This is the last picture I have of me pregnant. I went to sleep Tuesday night thinking I had more more day to get ready for the birth of my baby. I was supposed to be induced Thursday morning. But the baby had other plans.
I woke up at 2:30 am to some contractions. This wasn't new to me because I had been having some contractions every night but they would always subside. They weren't very painful so I thought they were Braxton Hicks and decided I would use them as practice for the real thing on Thursday. So I did my breathing and visualization exercises. Around 4:30 am the contractions were still going on so I woke up and Eric and asked him if he thought I should let the nurse know about the contractions because they hadn't stopped. I finally called the nurse around 5 am and she hooked me up to the machines to monitor the contractions.
The resident dr came in and asked how I was feeling. I told her the contractions seemed to be 5 min apart. She said they saw the same thing so they would just keep monitering me. At this point the contractions started getting a little stronger and more painful. My nurse said they didn't seem to be too consistent (but I thought they were so I'm not sure why she said that). She said to go to the bathroom and empty my bladder and maybe that would help. So I went to the bathroom and suddenly had 5 contractions all quickly in a row, all very painful, while I was on the toilet. I came out and told my nurse, bent over the bed and had another very strong contraction.
After that everything was a blur. I was having very painful contractions. The dr came in and checked my cervix. I heard her say, she is at a 9 and I see a head. Suddenly everyone was in a rush. They had me move into another bed in between my contractions. They told my husband to grab our valuables and that I was going to have this baby now. Then they started running me in my bed down the hallway and into a labor and delivery room.
The L & D room was full of nurses hurriedly trying to get everything ready. I had another really bad contraction and an awesome nurse that I will never forget said to me, "if you push it will all be over". So I pushed just one time and Ellie Moy came into the world at 6:51am. She weighed 6 lbs 5 oz and was just perfect. She nursed like a pro right away and has never looked back.
Adeline came later that morning to meet her baby sister. She was a little scared of her at first. But couldn't take her eyes off of her.
We spent 2 more days in the hospital.
I was just thrilled that Ellie took to nursing right away. She had a touch of jaundice but never needed light therapy. She passed her car seat test, blood sugar tests, and all the other things they checked her for. All the Drs said she was not behaving like a 35 weeker. They were so happy to see how strong and healthy she was.
Finally on August 5th we were all released from the hospital and got to head home. I couldn't wait for Adeline to come back home to us after staying at our parents house for the past 2 weeks! And I couldn't wait for us to begin our life as a family of four!
Better is the end of the matter than the beginning. It was a bumpy road gettingto this point but it all worked out well. I remember the first day I was in the hospital my dr said I was going to have a beautiful hospital birth. And she was right. At my 2 week pp appointment my dr asked me how my mood had been. I told her I was just grateful and happy. I have a healthy baby who got to go right home with us. She's so beautiful and strong. I couldn't be happier!