8 lbs. 1 oz, 21 inches long, blond hair, dimples when she smiles in her sleep!
The little dear was born August 9 and is adjusting to life outside the womb quite nicely. We love her to pieces, of course.
Big sister Lydia has no problems with her new little sister, but boy, does she have problems with her parents! We’re all getting lessons in controlling our tempers together. Hopefully we’ll ace the temper control exam sooner rather than later.
Within a week of my first birth, I was lucky enough to get a severe case of the flu, which ultimately landed me in Instacare with an IV stuck in my arm for several hours. Nursing a floppy newborn when you have a needle stuck in one arm is no small feat, I assure you. Thank goodness for my mom, who stood by my side and helped me through that.
This time around, no flu has been forthcoming, much to my great happiness. Instead, I have been blessed with insomnia. No, this isn’t sleep deprivation caused by my newborn. My newborn wakes up twice a night to be fed. If she cries at any other time during the night, my awesome teammate husband tends to her.
This insomnia is just that: insomnia. I can’t sleep. I can’t. I can’t take naps, I can’t fall asleep at night…I just can’t sleep. It’s quite miserable. With many, many prayers, I did finally get a good night’s sleep last night and I’m hoping and praying for another one tonight.
I have determined that it is simply my fate to have some issue to deal with after each birth. I guess it wouldn’t be a good birth story if I didn’t have some physical trauma immediately after the physical trauma of birth.
And with that, I will share the story of Emma’s birth. I don’t know about you, but I truly love reading birth stories. I’ll even read birth stories about people I don’t know. If you love them too, you’re welcome. If you don’t, then stop reading right here!
I was induced on August 9 with the intention of giving birth naturally. After a couple hours, the contractions were incredibly intense and I was second guessing my desire for a natural birth.
My nurse was incredibly supportive of my decision either way but my doctor was clear that he would prefer for me to have an epidural. My first labor was only 4 hours (also induced) and my doctor worried he wouldn’t make it to the hospital in time to deliver the baby if I went naturally since when you have a natural labor, you can’t hold back the pushes.
When the pains were their most intense, I requested an epidural and my nurse suggested checking my progress to see if maybe I could hold out. I was only dilated to a 4 and I had been in labor for about 2 1/2 hours by that point. I really thought I would have been further along since my first labor was so fast so I started to get nervous that I wouldn’t be able to hold out. Plus, the anesthesiologist was about to go into a C-Section and wouldn’t be available for an hour or more.
So I decided to get the epidural. And it didn’t work. Just like with my last birth. Once it was finally in, it took an hour to get the epidural working properly (while my labor actually slowed down) and guess what? As soon as it did work, it was pretty much time to push that baby out. My doctor arrived, I pushed three times and out she came, perfect and beautiful and healthy.
Total labor time? 4 1/2 hours. Total time it SHOULD have taken? Probably 3 1/2 because the epidural slowed my labor down for a while. My nurse was also tied up with another patient for about a half hour and she suspected I probably would have been ready the whole time she was with the other patient.
In the end, the experience didn’t matter because my daughter was born perfect and whole. But I do wish my doctor had been more supportive of a natural childbirth. I was nervous as it was, and his doubts really swayed me. Looking back, I see that I would have only had to have endured another 30 minutes to an hour of labor without an epidural. It would have been possible, and as crazy as it may sound to some people, I’m sad that I didn’t get to experience natural labor.
Plus, I really hate the epidural process and it left me completely numb for SIX hours after it was taken out.
So I am putting YOU in charge of reminding me to read this post the next time I am about to give birth. Remind me that I CAN do it naturally and that I WANT to do it naturally. Remind me that I progress from a 4 to a 10 in minutes and if I can just hold out for a little while, the birth will be over before I know it.
In the meantime, I’m going to attempt a nap.