Here's the labor story. I am 3 weeks early. Last night I started getting some Braxton Hicks contractions, but nothing serious. A few contractions woke me up in the middle of the night, but again it was not anything consistent. This morning, I couldn't walk around without feeling pressure and it was really uncomfortable.
7am - Texted my lovely neighbor to see if she could watch Erica all day.
7:15am - I've had 3 contractions by now. I tell Troy to get Erica over to the neighbor because we had to leave for the hospital. I wasn't sure if I was in labor yet, but with how fast Erica came, I wanted to be safe.
7:45am - We are on the road to the hospital. This is seriously the longest drive of my life. The hospital is normally 45 minutes away, but Troy was going over 85. He even got flashed by the photo-cop. Go Troy.
7:55am - By the time we got on the freeway, I knew this was the real deal. I layed in the back of the Jeep trying not to freak out like last time. I really worked on breathing and focusing.
8:15am-I am dying of pain and we are still not to the hospital.
8:25am-We arrive and I climb into the wheelchair. They wheel me into the room and I am begging for an epidural. That's all I want. Drugs, drugs, drugs. They check me and say it is too late. The baby was crowning and it was time to push. My doctor wasn't even there yet.
8:30ish-The on-call doctor breaks my water and it surprisingly feels better. For a moment.
8:35-My real doctor shows up and for some reason that makes me feel so much better.
8:45-After ten minutes of excruciating pushing, Sadie Jane came into the world and is beautiful.
She was 6 pounds, 10 ounces and 18 inches long.
I remember that when Erica was born, Troy had such shaggy hair. I've been meaning to cut it this time around, but when you are nine months preggo, you don't feel like standing on your feet for that long. So, here is the proud, handsome dada, unshowered, with shaggy hair and all.
Here she is with her eyes open. I had a horrible migraine after giving birth and it took at least an hour for it to go away. A little medication and food did the trick. I feel so much better this time around.
They are now letting family members under 12 come to the hospital again. Our neighbor brought Erica over for a few hours. I was surprised at how well Erica did with Sadie. I'm sure that will change soon, but she was super cute with her.
Helping to feed Sadie:
Thank you sha-sha for saving us!!!
Our first family photo.
My girls. Erica kept commenting on how pretty my hospital "dress" was and that I am going to marry a prince in my dress. I figure anyone that would marry me in this get-up was definitely a prince.
I love technology. I gave birth less than 12 hours ago and here I am at the hospital blogging about it. That is amazing.
When we phoned our parents to share the good news, we found out that my dad went to the hospital at the same time. He had surgery today and is recouping from some kidney stones. He seems to think he is in as much pain as I was. We will never know.
Thanks for all the emails, texts, facebook comments and phone calls. We appreciate all the love. We are all doing well, just tired.
