Whoa. I haven’t blogged in almost 3 months! I guess I took my own version of a summer vacation. But I have a really good reason for being gone. I had a baby! But you probably already knew that.
I’m popping in to share some pictures and a quick(ish) birth story. So if that’s not your thing, just scroll through the pics!
Our story starts on Monday, June 23rd. My doctor’s office called to let me know that I was able to get an induction scheduled for Wednesday the 25th. The week prior, I had expressed my growing anxiety over this ever-growing baby. At last estimate she was over 8 lbs. And I know that isn’t super accurate, but I had a hard time pushing out Avery at less than 7 pounds. So I was pretty excited when he agreed that there would be no harm in inducing me. The baby’s head was really low (every appointment I was checked at they were surprised at how low she was), my water was “breakable” (I had no idea it could be un-breakable), and I was dilated. Woo!
I had a mostly positive experience with Avery’s birth. I was induced and 12 hours later I had a baby. Works for me. I didn’t like the idea of laboring at home. In pain with no strong drugs. I didn’t even remember what contractions felt like, so I wasn’t too sad not to have to go through hours of pain at home.
Ha. Life, you know. I woke up at my usual 3am to use the bathroom. When I got back into bed I felt a little cramp on my right side. And didn’t think anything of it. I had been having random little cramps for a while. Then they happened again about 10 minutes later. And then again in another 10 minutes. Crap crap crap!
So I turned on the light and started timing them. They varied between 7 and 10 minutes, but were definitely intensifying. Jeremy had gone into Avery’s room at some point in the night and fell asleep with her. And I decided to let him sleep. Wife of the year over here.
His alarm went off a little after 5 am. When he staggered into the bedroom I told him, “I don’t thin you are going to work today.” He woke right up and got excited. By 5:30 the contractions were about 5-7 minutes apart. So I called my mom to give her a heads up that she will need to come over to watch Avery. And then the doctor’s office to see if I was able to come in yet.
I got the green light and started gathering things while we waited for my mom to get to our house. I was excited and nervous. And in pain. So I was ready to get to the hospital.
We arrived at the hospital at about 6 am, after a 5 minute drive. Contractions are 100x more painful in a car. Scientific fact.
They put me into a little room to check to make sure I was really in labor and get all my info, register, etc. My contractions were still 4-5 minutes a part but way more painful with the added bonus of feeling intense back pain every 5th or 6th contraction. I wanted my epidural.
It was determined I was dilated about 5.5 and I was set up in an actual delivery room.
I was finally able to get my epidural at 9 am. That’s 6 hours after I noticed contractions, for those keeping track. Which I was. Laboring at home < at the hospital. I don’t know what kind of magic the anesthesiologist does, but it’s awesome. I was mostly pain-free. I could still feel some pressure when I had my back contractions. But I was still able to move my legs. Crazy.
We waited around. Boring things. The doc came in and broke my water. More waiting.
A little before 1 pm, the nurse checked my progress again. And I was at a 10! They called the doctor in and had me do some practice pushes. Umm, no thanks. I wasn’t ready for that. For some reason everything felt like it was moving way too fast! I started crying. I pushed for an hour with Avery. I didn’t want to do that again.
With the epidural still going strong, I couldn’t feel when I was having a contraction. So the nurse had to feel my stomach and we guessed when I should be pushing. So I pushed. About 3 times and she was out. I had another daughter. Insane.
I couldn’t believe she was finally here. I was so relieved everything went so smoothly. After a few minutes, the nurse asked if she could take her and clean her off. I handed her off. The nurse said she felt like Callie weighed about 7.5 lbs. Then she put her on the scale. 8 lbs 10 oz. We were all shocked.
As you can see, she has an amazing head of hair. That is the first thing anyone ever comments about. Her hair. One nurse said that is the most hair she has ever seen on a Caucasian baby. Haha. Thanks?
It felt like déjà vu meeting Callie. I think she looks identical to Avery when she was born. Every time I looked at her, it felt like I was back in time.
I love being a mom of 2 now.
And Avery is doing great as a big sister. I can’t wait to tell you all about it!