A Quick Glimpse at Three Weeks

The last three weeks have been wonderful, but completely full - with no time left over for blogging. I feel like I have been absent from anything other than my little world of Addison for awhile...and honestly, that's ok wiht me. :) But, right now - at least for now - she is napping, and I am not, and I thought I would quickly attempt to catch up my blog.

I'll start on August 19th. That was the Wednesday I checked into the hospital. At about 6 o'clock Brad and I went and had a wonderful dinner at On the Border (that's where we met and where he proposed, just fyi), kind of our last date night before the baby. Then, it was home, shower, pack a few last minute things, and off to the hospital. Let me back up, we decided to induce on August 20th. So, the week of, I went to the doctor, and of course nothing was happening yet, so he wanted me to go to the hospital the night before so they could start Cervidil. So, Wednesday night, that's what they did - started Cervidil and then said goodnight. Try to sleep when you know you're going to have a baby the next day!! The next morning we were awakened at 5 a.m. and praise the Lord, I was dilated to 2 or 2.5, I don't remember exactly. Anyways, I was thrilled, I though this is going to be easier than I thought. LOL. Little did I know the day that was ahead. They went ahead and started my pitocin to get my labor started. Around 7 the doctor came in and broke my water, and a little after that they gave me an epidural. Let me just tell you that next time I will wait until I think I'm going to scream before I get an epidural. I hated it, I hated it going in, I hated feeling the pressure of it, I hated feeling the needle against my bone (tmi??), I hated the sore spot on my back every time I moved, and most of all I hated the tingling sand feeling in my legs that lasted the next 15 hours. Now, I know I shouldn't complain as I didn't feel very many contractions, and that's what I kept telling myself - this is a lot better than what it could be - but I still hated it! Anyways, to sum it up it became a very long day of very little progression. Everytime they would check me I would have great hopes...and then they would be dashed as I would find I had dilated half a cm, or maybe one at a good hour. Haha. But, the nurse was very encouraging and kept telling me that I was progressing, I hadn't stopped completely, there was still hope for a regular delivery. However, at about 5 o'clock (starving at this point - hadn't eaten since On the Border the night before), the doctor came in and said the baby wasn't turned the correct way. She was looking up and apparently a baby in that position is very hard to deliver, and he started talking C - section. I was so discouraged! I had been there all day long, trying to have this baby and in the end they were going to do a C-section?!! I could have done that at 7 a.m. and saved all the rest of the days troubles. Well, the doctor tried to turn her, but apparently she was not having it, I think he got her on her side, but said she would probably flip back over. So, the nurse rolled me way over on my side to encourage Addison to either stay like that or hopefully go ahead and flip all the way around. The doctor left saying if she hadn't turned, and I wasn't completely progressed by 6:30 then we would go into surgery. I kind of freaked out. He was putting a time limit on me?!! I understand it's not healthy for the baby to not be born within twelve hours of your water breaking, but at this point that gave me about thirty minutes. I thought how in the world was this going to happen? Well, you better believe that we all started praying like crazy, I'm not entirely sure, but I think my mom texted all of her phone book to ask them to pray. A few minutes before 6:30 my nurse brought in a more experienced nurse to try and turn the baby again before the doctor got there and made his decision. Well, the prayers were answered, the baby was ready to be delivered...with literally about two minutes to spare before I would have had a C-section. It's amazing to me to even think about it now. So, at 7:00 I was ready to push and at 7:25 p.m. they laid Addison Elizabeth on my chest. I could not have been more excited to see her wrinkled up little face. The most amazing, indescribable moment in my life.

I know I said you would get an update on three weeks...and that is still the plan...but this post has to end as it is time for Addison to eat. So, I will post the events of the last couple of weeks, with pictures, soon - maybe :) - and for now just leave you with the labor and delivery story. I hope it makes sense, I am a tad sleep deprived. :) Thank you all for your prayers, and encouragement, they have meant the world to me!!