It started on my birthday, March 3rd. I woke up with every intention of eating Publix cake. That was the only thing on my agenda.( you know how I feel about cake/cupcakes) Well, that did not happen. All day long I was feeling off. I was super tired and very nauseous. I thought that I may actually share my birthday with my girl. After a long day of feeling crummy, I went to bed around 11.
At midnight (on the dot people!) I had my first REAL contraction. I was a little thrown off because I thought what are the chances that a baby would be born on her due date, and what are the chances that my first pain would happen at midnight exactly?!? I started to time my contractions and found them to be about 3-5 minutes apart. Around 1:00 I woke Brian up and told him it was time to go. We grabbed our stuff and headed to the hospital!
As soon as we pulled up to the hospital and I saw the sign, I threw up. I still don't know if it was the pain or the fear of what was coming. We checked in to Labor and Delivery and I got hooked up to the monitors to see if I was actually in labor. Guess what...I was. I was asking for my epidural at this point because my pain was ridiculous. Poor Brian. I kept saying press my lower back! No! let go! waaaa
Finally, around 4:30 I got my epidural and everything was much better! I could still feel the contractions, but it was more of a pressure than a pain. My mom and Heidi went home to get some sleep until I was further along and Brian zonked out on the chair in the room. I couldn't sleep if you paid me, so I stayed up and listened to some worship music, then watched TV.
Around 7:00 am the nurses changed shifts. My new nurse said she would check me to see if I had progressed. I was a little shocked when she said OK, I am going to call your doctor, you're about to have this baby. AHHH!! I was like...What! Brian called my mom and Heidi and by the time they got there it was time to push. By then my contractions had slowed down to about 7 minutes apart. I pushed for about an hour and a half. Heidi said she thinks the doctors must have thought that was the funniest birth ever because of the conversations we were having. (It wouldn't be us if it went any other way...once again, thank God for epidurals)
I was shocked when all of a sudden she was here! They put her on my belly and I just lost it. I was so happy and amazed and shocked all at the same time. Brian cut the cord and that was that. We were now parents!!!??! It is so surreal to go from a couple to a family in a matter of seconds. You would think 9 months of pregnancy would prepare you for this change, but for me it didn't. There is nothing anyone could have told me that could prepare me for this.
A few hours later we were moved into our room and we just got to love on our little girl. You could see that Cora is going to be a daddy's girl from the second they met. I can't believe how I love Brian so much more just by having her in my life. (side note) My husband deserves an award for being the most caring and helpful person during this time. He has been amazing! Anything I needed or wanted he has done. It doesn't hurt that he has some medical experience so all of the things that have been freaking me out, he has been able to assure me that its normal. He helped me walk, bathe, eat, change diapers, clean the house, and so much more.
Here are a few pictures of our birth story. More will come soon.
I will save all the other new experiences for a different post.
P.S.- My experience with Waterman was amazing! All of my nurses were so helpful and sweet! I couldn't have picked better people to help us during this time.
Welcome to the world Cora girl.
My all time favorite picture...daddy and Cora