Blogging has become much more difficult these days. We do not have internet and have always just used my parents for all my internetting needs. But now with a "little one" around I can't just up and leave home whenever I feel like it. Yes... I am officially a mommy, and have been for almost seven weeks now. It's the best thing in the world.
Who wouldn't want to spend every waking moment with this?
For those wanting the birth story here it goes, I'll try not to make it too detailed.
I woke up at 3:09 AM Wednesday morning April 11th 2012 with my first real contraction. I had Braxton Hicks contractions for the last couple months but everyone kept telling me, "you'll know when it's the real thing." Um... yeah, much more intense and painful was the give away. So I started timing them, woke John up a little later and headed to the hospital around 7. Once I got there they hooked me up to the monitors and told me that I was 3cms so the waiting game began. Looking at the computer screen you could see the contractions of all the women in labor. We sat there forever, wondering why mine were so much bigger than everyone elses. My nurse even came in at one point and said, "all the other nurses are asking if I gave you Pitocin because of your mountain contractions." They were literally off the chart. Not only that, but they were longer and closer together. It was hard feeling like I wasn't getting breaks in between. But I just kept telling myself that this will probably cause me to have a short labor. SO NOT TRUE. They had asked me if my water broke and I told them, "I don't think so." I was assuming that was something they could check but apparently not. They assumed it had broken already so I just layed there waiting for the arrival. But after not progressing for what seemed like forever the doctor checked me, noticed my water hadn't broken, broke it for me and that's when it all changed. We were ready to push... and we did, until they realized that Baby Pinson was no longer facing the wrong way. The doctor tried a few times to correct that problem, not the funnest thing to go through when you're on no pain medication (I won't publicly post the gory details) but he was not successful. We tried laying on my side. Didn't work. Doctor tried again. Didn't work. Laid on my other side. Success!!! The nurse had me try pushing again and then told me to stop cause I was gonna have the baby before the doctor got back if I kept on going. (you could tell she was nervous that she'd have to deliver the baby) The doctor hurried back and Evelyn Mae was born at 9:32 PM.
She was perfect.
