My Birth Story

It has been a while since I last wrote and I think its mostly because I was exhausted and far too consumed in my pregnancy fatigue and pain to even think about doing anything productive. I regret it now but then, all I wanted to do was sit on my ever so expanding behind. But, I am refreshed and have every intention to continue to share my life with you and many others as I learn what motherhood and being a wife is all about.

On April 30th we welcomed the most precious little girl into our family, Emma.

I had this idea that my pregnancy was going to be so simple and sweet like my first daughter was. I was wrong. Way wrong. During my pregnancy I was sick and extremely tired. I ended up being anemic throughout my pregnancy. I also had this sharp pain in my chest the entire nine months. I did not want to do anything but lay down since that was the only way it felt better. 

Baby Emma ended up being 5 days late and I was convinced she was never coming out. I went into the hospital on April 29th to be induced around 2pm. Matt and I walked around that hospital for hours waiting for some action with dilation and contractions. By 10pm that night I was in a lot of pain but no change to dilation and the DR wanted to send me home. I seriously just broke down and pled to them to not let me leave. The nurse felt bad for me, I guess, because she decided to watch my progress another hour. Thank goodness she did because within that hour, I went into active labor. I could not imagine what it would have been like if they made us drive 45 minutes back to our home. The hospital couldn't check us into our room fast enough for me to receive my epidural. I wanted it right then and there. The next 5 hours were amazing and pain free. When I was 8 centimeters, the doctor came and broke my water and I was ready to push. Around 4:30 I began to push. The baby was facing the wrong way so pushing was pretty tough and long. Around 5am, I was informed that the DR had an emergency call and had to deliver a baby in another room. I couldn't believe it! They were making me hold the baby in!! By the time the DR came back and I started pushing again my epidural ran out and I delivered Emma without it! 

Matt was waiting by my side holding his composure from fainting (yes, he is a weakling. Thanks for the support hubby!) The DR pretty much had to rip Emma out of me because he noticed the umbilical cord wrapped tightly around her neck. Matt didn't even get to cut it because everything was so intense and rushed to get her to breath. We were both terrified as we tried to listen for her cry. It felt like ages as we listened. When we heard the cry, it was amazing! 8lbs 13 ounces and 21 inches of joy laying in my arms. 

She is so beautiful and healthy and Matt and I are so lucky to add her to our family. It has changed the dynamic of who we are completely.