And so the miracle has finally happened, our second born child was brought into this world this past spring. On May 15th, 2017 at 9:36 pm.
The day before was a rush…I was scared. I wanted to try to go into labor on my own but my doctor wouldn’t allow me any longer which I was okay with. I was 41 weeks, and I was ready for our sweet Lillie to come into this world. I remember logging my slow contractions. I wasn’t in labor yet but I knew it was soon.
Evelyn was on the playground and we had bubbles all around us. Laughing and swinging. It was magical.
Noah came home and my mother in law was staying the night with Evelyn.
I was so scared, I wasn’t calm at all. I thought this was possibly the last time I would see Evelyn, very emotional and just scared. I gave her a big hug, we left at 9 pm…I stayed strong until we pulled out of the drive…balling my eyes out because the last thing Evelyn said to me was, “Be brave mommy”.
Makes me cry just writing it, but in a good way. I am so proud of having such a sweet kind daughter. Gawd I love her so much:)
We got to the hospital at 9:30, they were expecting us at 10. The first thing I did was take a warm shower…then waited to start the inducement because Lillie’s heart rate was to high…from the shower which I regretted. So for the next two hours I was trying to stay as calm as possible (impossible) to get her heart rate down.
When she was calm enough, they inserted the gel into my cervix to soften and start labor. It happened quickly. I was uncomfortable…my contractions started coming and I was overwhelmed. Noah was holding my hand and I was just scared. Then they gave me medicine..our nurse staff was the best. So kind and concerned.
The medicine kicked in, and I took a nap…it was 4 in the morning, and I needed the rest for the grand moment.
I woke at 7 in the morning…whoo hoo 3 hours of sleep:) I was 4 cm, but she hadn’t dropped.
The day was exciting, talking to the staff and Noah and I trying to contain our excitement. The medicine wore off and I was uncomfortable again. They gave me an epidural, I was hesitant because with Evelyn this didn’t work.
But oh baby did this one work. I was calm and happy and taking naps all day up until 9 cm! This was the way for me to be in labor let me tell ya!
Finally, the nurse came in and she checked my cervix, and twisted her hand, she said she was close and left the room. All of a sudden I felt different. I said, “Noah get the nurse, get the nurse now. She is ready”
“I feel like I have to POOP!” Haha no I didn’t poop….Lillie was making her way into this world.
The nurse rushed in, called my doctor who was walking through the hospital doors and held my hand. Noah was by my head, trying to give me comfort. And even with an epidural, you do feel a whole lot of pressure.
And that feeling was creeping on me….distress, doubt, scared out of my wits.
The reason I was so scared was because my birth with Evelyn did not go well and to know you are going to endure it again is scary…but all went well!
I vomited…all over Noah. I put a cloth over my eyes. It was 9:15 and this was about to go down. I pushed, said words that never come out of my mouth, and pushed some more. At one point I almost told the doctor to cut me. And then I heard her say those sweet words that got me through. “I see a head with a whole bunch of black hair!”
This is made her real to me….this was me pushing the finish line. She crowned and I arched and I pushed with all my might and then sweet relief washed all over me as she slid out. And I heard her first cry…she was on my chest. 9:36 I had given birth to my second daughter : sweet Lillian Primrose was in my arms and I was crying and talking to her for a whole hour.
She was 10 pounds and looked like my papa. 9.8 pounds big…chunky…healthy…and a head of curly black hair. This moment is locked in my head forever. This feeling of happiness and adoration…no one can take this away from us. Noah and I are so proud of our little girl. And my experience of bringing her into this world was total bliss.
The next day, Evelyn, my mother-in-law, and mother came to the hospital. Evelyn rushed in and I was so happy to see her, and hold her….I missed her. Her first words were, “Where is my little sister?” I cried.
She was the first one to see Lillie, and that meant the world. Our perfect bubble. Just the best<3
To be continued