Finally had my little girl on May 24th 💕🌸

I was originally due on Monday May 17th but after that day came and went they decided to induce the following Monday.

Sunday was spent getting the finishing touches done in the house, repacking our hospital bags one last time, and getting snacks ready. The excitement was killing me!

So Monday morning we show up to the OB at 6:30 am and after being checked (ow ??) and finding out I was already at 3.5cm they decided to get me straight on pitocin at 8:30 am.

The first couple of hours were a breeze and I was showing back to back contractions but barely felt them. It made me feel super optimistic.

The doctor came in and checked me again and I was at a 5 so he broke my water (weirdest feeling of my life). After that my contractions got stronger and more uncomfortable so I asked for the epidural. I figured what was the point of waiting in pain just to get it in an hour instead.

The epidural was amazing! I couldn’t feel a thing. They increased the pitocin and told me my contractions were ramping up too. I took the chance to squeeze in a little nap.

When the doctor came to check me I was still at 5cm and hadn’t budged at all. At this point he first mentioned I may need to have a c section if nothing progressed in another hour. I was 5-6 hours at 5cm at this point.

Trying to avoid that my mom and the nurses helped me get on all 4s for awhile and use the peanut balls sideways to open my hips and bring her down. Nothing worked. An hour later the doctor came in and I still hadn’t progressed at all. So we talked and basically he saw the fact I was overdue and even though my contractions were strong (they hurt even with the epidural) baby wasn’t moving down as an indicator she was either too big or my pelvis was too small.

Together we made the call to go for the c section. At this point I started crying although I was trying to stay relaxed. Not because I was disappointed I was having a c section but because it hadn’t even crossed my mind as a possibility before and I had never been in surgery. I was scared shitless.

They called the team in and prepped the room and got my pain management taken care of and within half an hour there we were. It was terrifying. I’m so glad my mom was there with me to calm me down but also to be there to hold the baby since I couldn’t.

3-5 minutes later I heard that little cry! Couldn’t even believe she had come out of my body. The longest and most uncomfortable part was having all the layers stitched up and your uterus literally removed and suctioned out.

30 minutes of stitching me up and getting me to the recovery room and then another 20 minutes for me to stabilize I finally got to hold my girl.

None of that day went according to plan. I felt guilty for needing time to adjust before holding my baby (I was a little traumatized) and I felt guilty for not being the first one she snuggled.

But she’s currently been sleeping on my chest for the last 4 hours with her smooshed lips and I couldn’t be more thankful 🌸💕♊️