In early August last year I thought my body was starting up menopause. Quite silly I know but if you knew my history then it would make sense. Brent and I tried for 2 years before finally giving up and getting our little boy through foster/adoption. He was and is such a joy and blessing in our lives. When we got him we figured that would be how all our children came to us. I had an extremely low egg count and several other problems that required surgery. We were told that IVF was our only real shot. So since my egg count was so low I figured when my cycle didn't come in August that it was time for menopause. To my surprise I was actually pregnant. My little boy was only 5 months old and I was pregnant!
The pregnancy went so well. I never had any problems. My last week or two my feet swelled up and I was extremely uncomfortable. I took a bath every night to soothe my sore back. At 38 weeks I was dilated to 3-4 cm and was 60% effaced.
|I sent this picture to my brother Jeffrey on his mission so he could see how big I was. I had the baby 3 days after this was taken.|
I waited and waited for contractions but they never came. My mother-in-law and aunt made it to the hospital and I had already skyped my mother to update her. Finally the nurse started me on pitocin which I was nervous about because I had not heard anything good about it. After what seemed like forever the contractions started. They gained in intensity until my body shook for the pain of them. I finally caved and asked for an epidural. I got teased by my aunt and mother-in-law, but what we all didn't know was that at this point I was already dilated and ready to go. I got the epidural and then the nurse checked and found I was ready to go. No wonder I felt so much pressure and I need to push. The epidural was like nothing and I felt so good after that. I had to wait around for an hour or so for the doctor to finish up in a C-section and then it was time to go. The nurse had me do some practice pushes and found that I still had a bag of fluid. They called it a four bag, whatever that is. I pushed and tried to pop it but it didn't work so the doctor came and popped it. After the fluid was gone I pushed about 10 rounds and out came my sweet little "E".
I was amazed at how beautiful she was. She seemed so perfect. Her color was nice and pink, her head was round and she was screaming. I was so amazed that she was mine. Brent cut the umbilical cord and they took her to clean her up and weigh her. Miss "E" was born March 26, at 8:20 pm after 9 hours of labor. I was so glad that my husband, mother-in-law and aunt were there and that my mother could skype and see the birth of her grand-daughter.
|Mack loves his little sister.|