Since Matt and I live in the stone age, we were w/o access to computers and our cell-phones are still from the 90's, so we can't surf the web on them. But I'm FINALLY A MOMMY!!!!!!!!!!
Alyssa Grace (I changed her middle name to Grace...June is still sweet, perhaps for my next baby). Anyways, Alyssa Grace was born at 11:30 p.m. on Sunday, April 11th. Here is her story:
Saturday night around 11 p.m. I started getting contractions...but I didn't know if they WERE contractions b/c like we all know, I didn't really have any all pregnancy. We went to a movie earlier that night and I did notice some BH contractions, which also were new, but that's all. So that started around 11 and I didn't sleep at all through them. They didn't hurt yet, but I was so excited/anxious/nervous. Matt luckily was able to sleep. I just layed in bed and daydreamed about things.
Then around 3 a.m. they started to hurt and my belly was tightening up, just like everyone described. So I knew this may be it. I woke Matt up and we called my OB just to make sure what I was feeling could possibly be contractions, and not gas from the large bag of pop-corn I scarfed down while watching Tina Fey and Steve Carrell on screen earlier that evening.
The doctor said it sounded like contractions, but they are obviously way far apart and I should take a shower to see if they soothe...if they calm down w/the water, they are false...and to just rest. So after I hung up, I got a shower and they started to come in the shower and didn't go away...so I said to myself "Well, I guess these are real, just far apart". So I did my thing here until about 6 a.m., all was well...just timing them and breathing through them...not sure what to expect and trying to not freak out. I called my mom around 6 and she came over...and we pretty much labored at home until about 11 a.m., when we called the doctor again and told him that they are getting stronger and more frequent and what should we do?
He told us to come to the hospital and the nurse will check me and he will decide if I should stay or go home.
We get to the hospital and I started to get really scared and as I was walking through the doors, there were all these pregnant mamas and their babies (it was discharge time when we happened to arrive)...I just about lost it and started crying right then and there in the entrance to the hospital and I wouldn't move. A nurse came up and asked if I needed a wheel chair and I just looked up at her w/tears streaming down my face and didn't say anything. My mom soothed me and finally moved my pregnant behind into a wheel chair, and off we went to the 11th floor.
I get checked...3 cm...dr. said to keep me and off we go to deliver my baby girl. I hop into the tub, and that was heaven...family came by and we chatted...contractions were getting stronger and nastier...I told the nurse I want an epidural and to make sure I don't miss any chance.
6 pm--5 cm. dilated (can't remember have effaced)...decided to get the epidural...I now know what those contractions are when they say "you can't speak through them"...I was having them about this time now....so now I know for future, so I can make sure I labor at home as long as possible.
Epidural was amazing...the dr. was amazing...it stung a little, but Matt was on the other side of me, rubbing my hands and telling me I was doing a great job and I just kept praying and it was wonderful. I am very happy I decided to get one.
So there we were, my mom, Matt, and I just waiting for Alyssa to come...they told us it prob. won't be until about 12 a.m. until we start to push based on how I'm going...but by 9:30, I was ready. I pushed for 2 hours, and my nurse was amazing and helping and again, just wonderful. I had a hard time feeling anything...I felt things..my legs were tingly the whole time...I never felt completely numb..but that urge to poop feeling...I had a hard time feeling that. But I just pushed like that anyways and prayed she'd work her way down.
11:20 p.m., the nurse said to stop pushing and she got the doctor and wow, let me tell ya, when baby is about to come out, it's hard to not push..my body wanted to push anyways. But in comes the doctor, and I shift my butt down the table and he drops the one part of the table off, so my legs and vagina are in the air and tells me to push...and that's what I did...I closed my eyes, thought of my baby girl, and pushed...my mom is on my right side telling me to "push, push, c'mon Kristin, you are doing it" and Matt is on my left side, whispering in my ear "I love you, you are amazing, c'mon mama" and then all of a sudden, I feel her come out and then she starts to cry, and I just LOST IT.
She had her umblicial cord around her neck and was covered in poop and they couldn't let her on me for long (but when he broke my water, they told me there was merconium, so the NICU would be here and I wouldn't get to hold her right away, so I knew all of this).
But they put her on my chest for a minute and I just cried and kept saying "my baby, my baby..and I looked up at Matt and he was crying and Alyssa was all green and I cried to him and said "this is our baby" and I wanted to kiss her green face so bad, but they wisked her away.
Matt went over and took pictures as they were cleaning her, and I looked at my mom and she kissed my forehead and said how proud she was of me and then I layed my head back and took the biggest sigh in the world and let the doctor clean me up. I was in a trance and couldn't have a care in the world. I tore..not sure how many stiches, but 2nd degree...dr. was stiching me up for about 20 minutes..I didn't care at all...b/c of the epi, I didn't feel a thing...Alyssa was getting cleaned, and examined during all of this, and I just stared at her and the nurses and the world felt like it was spinning around me.
Finally, it was my turn to hold her and it was the best feeling in the world...I will never forget that moment when they placed her into my arms and Matt leaned over and kissed me. <3
Sooo....at 11:30 p.m., after 24 hrs. of labor, my beautiful little girl came into this world and blessed us.
Alyssa Grace--8 lbs 7 oz., 21 1/4 inches long at 11 30 p.m. on Sunday, April 11th.
We are home now...I feel sore..my muscles are sore today...just like when you work out and get that soreness....my bottom is sore from the stiches and my nipples are sore from her...but she is latching on amazing. We are just going to take it day by day as far as feeding goes. Not sure when my milk will come in, but day by day...that's our motto. We have our first ped. appt. on Friday.
Here are some pictures:
Alyssa getting cleaned up:
Matt holding her for the first time
Dreaming peacefully after a long night in the birth canal..lol...she drools just like her mama (but to MY defense, that's b/c I was 10 months pregnant and couldn't breath)
Ready for her glamour shots---hmm...notice she already has her hand up to her mouth..almost looking like she's about to talk and tell the world what she thinks of being born...ahh Matt, poor guy...he's going to now have two ladies talking his ear off
And then finally...my turn to hold my beautiful sweet Alyssa...this is what life is all about <3