My darling daughter is 1 week old!
Time is flying and I have lost track of what day it is. I never know if it's the weekend or a week day. My days consist of breast feeding, changing diapers and juggling getting rest and getting some chores done. Luckily, Ben's mom helped to take care of us the first week, which was so helpful! Very nice to have someone cook and clean and shop for you!
I suppose I should back up though and tell you a little about her birth..
So, I flew through my pregnancy w/o any complications whatsoever UNTIL week 38. I went to my normal weekly checkup and my blood pressure was way high. They were concerned so they had my do a 24 hour urine collection (lots of fun) and then come back the next day to do blood work. We were told if those labs didn't come back clear I would be induced the next day. Luckily, they were normal, so I was good for another week and was told to 'take it easy' so my blood pressure would lower. This was a little bit hard, since the St. Louis Cardinals were in the World Series! You may remember that they are Ben's favorite team, so we are a bit invested in the games. Haha, anyways...
My next appointment was the next Wednesday (10/26) and my blood pressure was higher than the week before. My doctor sent me to the hospital (!!) to be monitored and if my blood pressure didn't lower, I'd be induced that day! We were freaking out, but 3 boring hours later, my blood pressure was normal and we were sent home and told to follow up on Friday.
You may have guessed that my blood pressure was high again for that appointment. My doctor said "Let's call it a day" and I was sent to the hospital to be induced (for real).
To speed up this story, I was put on Pitocin for 12 hours and no progress was really made. This at least let us watch game 7 of the World Series w/o me being in much pain :) (Cardinals won!) I was having lots of contractions, but they were not very painful and weren't moving things along like they were supposed to. So after the game (I think my doc waited til it was over on purpose haha), they took me off of that and switched me to a different drug, which they said could take 16 hours and may or may not work!! This was not fun news to hear at all and we wondered why were in the hospital if my body was not ready.
Well, this drug did work. And it worked in a big way. I woke up around 2 or 3 in the morning with my first "real" contraction. I had a nurse come in and ask if I was ok because my contractions were only 2 minutes apart already. They didn't hurt THAT bad yet, so I said I was. Then, at 6am, I asked to use the bathroom and when I came out, my water broke. That is when the contractions started to become unbearable. They were almost non stop and at a pain level of about 9. I called Ben around 7:30 crying in pain and told him to get back to the hospital. Around 8:30 I broke down and asked for an epidural (I was planning on going w/o, but the pain was too much for me to handle). Unfortunately, it takes 45 minutes to order the epidural so I'd be in pain for a bit longer. As soon as I got it though, I felt the need to push (I went from 1-2 cm to 8-9 cm in just an hour!). It had barely kicked in when I started to push at around 9:30am.
And then, at 10:09am, this little miracle happened:
They asked me to reach down and pull her on my chest and we stayed that way for a long time to bond. They thought she was "sooo big" and she was! Almost 9lbs!! We could not believe it. We thought that since Ben and I are both kind of small, she'd be a small baby, but nope! I don't know how she fit inside me or made her way out of me! lol
Since then, she's been the love of our lives. She's such an angel.
An eating, pooping, peeing, crying, angel ;)
And how is Gibson doing?
He loves her. The first thing he did after he gave me a billion kisses and got his "big brother gift" was give her kisses all over. He's been more protective of the house than usual too. And whenever someone new holds her, he has to supervise.
It has been hard not being able to give him as much attention as usual. Very hard. I have cried about it a few times this week. But, hopefully, we'll be able to get back into a somewhat normal routine. I got to take him for a walk for the first time this morning while Hadley was still sleeping :)
And that is the story of Hadley's first week of life. There is not much to complain about when you have this face to look at every day :)
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