eve's birth day
i had secretly hoped for an april fools baby-
i'm not so sure she will appreciate the birth date.
when she didn't arrive on her due date-
which was march 29th or 30th (? it swapped on me at the end)-
i kept thinking well 3-31-15 is kind of cool, but 4-1-15.....
so when i thought my water broke at 1:50 a.m. on 3-31-15 my hopes of an april fools baby were slightly dashed.
lucky for me i can't seem to be in labor for less than 20+ hrs.
my water didn't really break at 1:50 am on 3-31-15, just the start of the end.
i waited for awhile and then when my sister told me that if my water had broken that baby needed to be out in 24 hrs i called my dr. and we went straight to the hospital.
they did the lovely paper test to see if my water had indeed broken-
negative results
so i returned home
a bit of deja vu from when mary was born.
if i moved i had a contraction.
so i did not move- since they told me it could be a day or more before eve arrived i wasn't about to suffer through contracts for no reason.
self induced bed rest.
napping became my priority-
i snuck in a couple of 30 minute snoozes in between contracts.
sometimes they came every 7-10 minutes
other times it would be 30 minutes or so until i had one
after a little while i decided i better show some self respect and get serious about some hygiene.
showering always makes me feel about 10 times better about myself.
that's when my water really did break.
we almost instantly got in our car
and drove the 5 minute drive to utah valley
this time the paper test and the fern test were positive
a baby was coming
but really this time
after my last experience- a c-section- i did some serious research on vbacs and decided i wanted to attempt one.
there are risks involved- some incredibly serious ones.
the entire time i had a guilty "what if" hanging over my head
what if i endanger our child's life
what if i endanger my life
what if....
there were a few times i just about scheduled a planned c-section
i didn't want to be held responsible for anything tragic happening-
i prayed about it and prayed about it and read about a million papers on research on vbacs
so i attempted one
the whole time wondering how it would all play out
when we arrived i got the epidural as fast as was humanly possible.
i believe in modern medicine
and i for one don't like suffering when there's no reason not to (i deeply admire women that have babies all natural- it's just not in the cards for me)
i waited
monitors strapped to me
pitocin slowly running
my nurse was excellent in every way
one to one-
if there was even a small moment when this tinies heart rate was concerning she instantly made changes
i wondered how long i'd be in labor this time
hours passed
i was progressing, but not instantly in 1 hour
slow and steady
then i was there- completely dilated
doctor nance on his way
we had entered that golden april fools birthday
the reality of a new tiny finally seemed real
things got serious
this was all new to me
i'd never done the whole pushing thing before-
the only thing i had done before was go into labor and have contractions
so giving real birth the old fashioned way- it was all news to me.
i got the quick tutorial on pushing and then right into we went
now what no one ever told me about pushing was it comes in 3's and each is 10 seconds and at any moment passing out feels like a very real possibility.
i'd say i only did about 5 of these 3 push sets.
our teeny baby had decided to come face up- so that made things a bit more interesting.
instantly the doctor turned around our child so we could see the gender-
a girl.
another little lady.
she was one of the most beautiful things i have ever seen- a tie with her sister.
perfect from head to toe.
our initial meeting was very brief before she was whisked away.
i was a bit worried, but the nurses and our doctor didn't seem too concerned, so i didn't let my worry escalate too far.
she had to wear a cpap for awhile- to help with her teeny lungs
i had a temperature too so she had to get a course of antibiotics- 48 hrs worth
after about an hour in the nicu i went to visit her.
i had to wait for some feeling to return to my legs-
i also had a major bad case of those post partum uncontrollable shakes.
those always weird me out a bit-
having no control over your body as it extreme shivers is quite the experience.
after all of that got into check i got to go back and see our little lady.
there's nothing like a newborn.
we spent those first couple of days getting no sleep, soaking in every second with our teeny girl.
i learned the art of recover from a real birth.
eve started her quest to learning the proper form to food consumption.
mary met eve not too long after she was born-
it was one of the sweetest things i've experienced.
naturally my sweet mary would respond just as she did.
"baby sister?" "i love baby sister." "hold baby sister." - mary's the greatest toddler ever.
when asked her name she first said "buba" then "adam" (which we have never mentioned adam and eve....) and "sister"- it was then we got serious about really naming this new addition.
we debated on a name for quite some time.
no we did not purposefully choose biblical mothers...... eve came late in the game and it was just by chance that both of our daughters names happen to be biblical.
her middle name, lynnette, is after one of the greatest people that live.
my dear aunt that came to become our las vegas mother that is one of my best friends.
there's no greater person our eve could be named after.
two great women.
i'm incredibly grateful to be a mother again.
grateful everything went well.
grateful eve is healthy.
grateful i am healthy.
grateful we have this perfect newborn in our home.
grateful to have mary, such a sweet toddler.
grateful for a million and one things at this moment.
i know all of this is due to my heavenly father- which i'm beyond grateful for.
grateful i've been entrusted with this perfect little being and also entrusted with her elder sister.
mother is the title i always wanted to hold.
it's been my life long desire and goal.
it's lived up to all of my preconceived notions and expectations- lived up to those and so much more.
nothing could have ever prepared me for the type of happiness and love i'd experience being a mother.
thankful for the birth of my eve.
eve, i love you more than you'll ever comprehend.
a few more pictures my beyond talented sister sarah bea took
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