Don't you love the "nipples" comments by Luke - geez!
Yesterday morning, Wally told me to sleep a little bit longer and he came downstairs with the kids. This is what I came down to :)
A daddy and kids watching Mickey Mouse!







































I have been meaning to get Paige's birth story written down so that I don't forget it...I feel like it is almost opposite of Luke's birth story. Here goes...(it's long, but I don't want to miss anything.)
The story begins on Friday, July 1st.
I was up early and cleaned the hardwood floors, I did some work from home and then got my hair cut and highlighted and eyebrows waxed. I took Luke to get his haircut too. Later in the afternoon, I made a Target run for some final baby items. I finally felt ready for baby, but not until after the weekend of course - my doctor was out-of-town! I even posted this at 5 PM that day!
Wally's parents were coming up around dinnertime and were planning on spending the night. We ordered Pizza Hut pizza and visited. After lighting some sparklers outside, we came in and were going to get Luke ready for bed. It was about 8:45 at this time. I had to use the bathroom where I noticed (prepare for TMI) that I lost my mucous plug or at least I thought that's what it was. I never really noticed this with Luke so I wasn't sure what to think, but I was pretty sure that what I was seeing wasn't 'normal'. I was kind of in shock and not sure if I should tell Wally or not because I knew this didn't necessarily mean that labor was looming. I walked back into the living room and whispered to Wally what happened and neither of us were really sure what to think since I wasn't really feeling much of anything at that point. Nancy saw us whispering and was asking if everything was ok so I told her what happened. She said she lost hers the same day she went into labor. I called my mom to tell her too and she said the same thing. So Wally and I started preparing our bags and everything at home just in case we had to head to the hospital that night. I kept thinking how crazy it would be if it happened that night since Wally's parents were here to take care of Luke, which was my biggest concern throughout the entire pregnancy.
Around 9:30 and after putting Luke to bed, I started feeling some contractions, but they were very light and barely noticeable. At about 10 o'clock, Wally and I went for a walk around the perimeter of our subdivision to see if we could get things going. It was a gorgeous night and was really peaceful to just walk together and talk about what was to come! That is probably one of my favorite moments of my labor. It was sort of the calm before the storm where it was just Wally and I getting ready for a new life to join our family. Towards the end of our walk, my contractions started getting a little stronger, but nothing I couldn't walk and talk through still. I think I was actually laughing through them because I just still couldn't believe I was in labor. I just had the most normal day and just an hour ago was outside lighting sparklers off with Luke - crazy!
Once we got back to the house, we tried to lay down and get some rest. Well Wally, of course, fell fast asleep, but I was getting uncomfortable and kept getting up and down trying to find the best position to work through the contractions that were coming more frequently and stronger. I was feeling a lot of it in my lower back too. The best position for me to be in during a contraction was bent over the side of our bed while biting my pillow! I grabbed Wally's phone for the contractions app that he downloaded just before we went to bed. I noticed that the contractions were about 3-4 minutes apart and lasting about 35-45 seconds. I woke up Wally and told him this was definitely it and we needed to go soon. I called the doctor's answering service about 11:45 and they took our number and said they would have the on-call doctor (since my doctor was gone) call us right back. When she did call, Wally had to talk as I was REALLY uncomfortable at this point. She said to go ahead and head to the hospital. BUT Wally wanted to take a shower...seriously! I called my parents to let them know we were heading to the hospital soon. After I got off the phone with my mom, I decided that we needed to go NOW. I told Wally to hurry up in the shower. He woke his parents to tell them we were leaving and off we went.
I was really in pain by this time and was biting my pillow the entire way to the hospital. When we pulled up I told Wally not to drop me off, but to just park (what was I thinking?!?!). So we walked in to the ER and had to answer just a few questions (we were pre-registered - thank goodness!). We were admitted around 1:10 AM. The nurse had Wally wait in the other room while they got me hooked up to the monitors, etc.
This is where things get interesting...the nurse checked me and her exact words were, "Oh honey, I'm so sorry, but you are already 8 centimeters." WHAT??? I couldn't believe it! I half laughed and half cried. It was too late for any drugs or an epi. All I kept thinking was "then let's move this along"!!!
I want to be completely honest here...I never really had a birth plan with Luke or this time. My "plan" was always to go as long as I could without any drugs - be it a painkiller or an epidural, but if I needed either, I would not feel bad about it! When I told Wally this night that we needed to head to the hospital, it wasn't because I thought I was 8 cms and this baby was coming soon, it was because I didn't think I was very far along BUT I needed drugs - I was in pain! So I was in SHOCK when the nurse told me I was 8 cms. I will never forget those words!
So the nurse went and told Wally that I was 8 cms and he was in just as much shock (maybe that shower wasn't such a good idea, huh? Ha!)! He called our parents to let them know what was going on and my parents jumped in the car. I worked through the contractions and remember being SO HOT! I seriously could have killed the nurses too. There were 3 different nurses that I felt were all asking me the same questions. I could barely talk, but I realize now they all had different jobs that night, but can't they gather the information once - geez!
I guess L&D was pretty busy that night, but Wally said he heard the nurses in the hallway say that I was in the lead - I was taking priority over everyone else that night! They quickly prepared the room for delivery and for the baby. Everything seemed to be happening so quickly, but yet in slow motion! Giving birth is seriously an "out of body" experience! I just wanted the doctor to get there so she could break my water and hopefully it would all be over soon!
A funny sidenote that I don't think I have remembered to tell Julie Paulsrud - at one point as I was laboring, I told Wally that Julie had chosen 7/2 as the birth date and she said the baby would arrive around 4 AM. Wally said, "For your sake, I hope Julie is wrong about the time." I was hoping so too!
FINALLY the doctor arrived and checked me. I was at almost 9 cms at this point. She broke my water bag at 2:05. Almost instantly I felt the urge to push. I was pretty quiet throughout the whole labor, but I do remember yelling, "I need to push now"! They kept saying the doctor is getting her gloves on and getting ready, but I seriously needed to push! I think I was finally able to push around 2:20 and 4 pushes later, our baby girl was here! She arrived at 2:26 AM at exactly 39 weeks! I literally felt instant relief and couldn't have been happier to hear her cry! I can remember letting out a big sigh and saying "that was worth it"!
Paige stayed in the room with us for over an hour before they took her to be bathed and got us set-up in a new room. She latched on right away and my parents arrived around 3:30 AM. They couldn't believe how quickly this all happened either! I have had a great recovery. In fact, I was up and at 'em almost immediately. I remember feeling good after I had Luke, but this time was even better!
I can't help but wonder if I was dialated at all when I was at the doctor on Thursday, June 30th. She didn't check me, and I didn't want her to. Of course now I want to know if I went from 0 to 10 in a matter of approximately 4 hours that night or if I was dialated some before - I guess I will never know!
There was one phrase that I heard in church about a month before I had Paige. I can't remember the context in which Father Greg used it, but I just remember thinking that is a great thing to remember when I am in labor. So I did remember it and repeated it to myself quite a few times. "The pain will pass, but the beauty remains." So true.
I am really proud of myself for being able to say I gave birth completely natural, but that was SO not my intention on that particular night. I am thankful for an easy and quick labor and delivery with no complications whatsoever! Seriously...it's all worth it :)