6 weeks and 3 days. That is the amount of time that has past. We have been so busy living I haven't taken a moment to get down the blessing that was the day Lena joined us. So, get comfy. This may take a minute.
We can rewind to a week prior to her birthday. I was going in for my 27w apt and having my membranes stripped. I had talked to friends and stressed for a week leading up to this point. I mean how comical to have shots every week to keep me pregnant. Seeing the Dr every week and the perinatoligist weekly from 22w on and then here we are trying to start labor. ::Sarcasm::
Brian had taken off work so that he could go with me for moral support. I was seeing my midwife who I adore, Amanda. So imagine my surprise when she checks me and laughs "girl, you are a 5 and your water is bulging. Go home, have a nice lunch and pack your bags. I will see you at the hospital at 1."
Que the tears, nerves and excitement. We called my parents, rushed home to get ready and then a quick stop by their house to hug Jack and get ready. We were so excited. It was happening. Now right when we walked in the hospital we saw my OB, Dr. Sighn who I adore and she made a comment about "we shall see". I immediately knew. I wasn't having this baby today. I knew what my body felt like in labor and I might be dilated but, I wasn't in active labor and I knew Dr Sighn wasn't going to induce me for fun. I was so disappointed. Now up to this point I hadn't heard of anyone being sent home dilated to 5cm. Guess what, now I do. Me. I was so sad. We had to tell Jack it wasn't "Lena Day", send texts to friends who were praying for her delivery. Ugh, I was so sad. I was pretty done being pregnant at this point but, honestly. It was just what I needed. I had been trying EVERY old wives tale, everyone several times a day. I ws over it and hadn't enjoyed our last time as a family of three. I wasn't resting, I wasn't enjoying my pregnancy. So this was a mental slap to chill out and enjoy. I wasn't in control. I just needed to go with the flow. Now, I did walk 4-6 miles daily for the next week. I may have been enjoying but, I was also ok with encouraging this chicken to come on. They had me come in every couple days to get checked and make sure I didn't need to be sent in. All of the nurses in the office were placing bets on when I would go into labor and I kept telling everyone I would not be sent home again. So my water would have to break before I went back to the hospital. I wasn't kidding.
I woke up about 2am the following Tuesday with my back killing me (I had back labor with Jack so this seemed familiar) and I could feel the pain much lower than the contractions I had been having up until this point. Around 4:30 B woke up and we talked for a while but, I made him go to work. I knew that we had plenty of time and I doubted this was the real thing. So he left. By 6 I texted mom and she said she was going to stop by and go to work late just to "look at me". lol I think she knew. By the time she got to the house I could barely talk through the contractions and they were coming fast. Now the thing about my labors is they tend to move fast. So we knew it was time to get moving. I called B and he had already arranged for someone to come in early and was on his way. I guess he knew too. lol
We rallied the troops, called the OB (who said to hurry up) and headed in. This part is where things get fuzzy. I know we got checked in and the nurses asked me if I wanted something for pain. I got checked, I was a 7 and Amanda said I was staying and having Lena before I left. So I said yes to an epidural. They told me the Dr would be quite a while and asked if I wanted something that would make me feel relaxed, almost drunk. I said sure, since my back was killing me at this point. Well, I'm not sure what it was but, that medicine they gave me was straight from the devil. I couldn't see straight, I couldn't move right. I felt completely out of control. Something I do not like to feel at all and insult to injury it stopped my contractions almost completely. Woomp womp. I was so mad. Since I was so dilated they had to start piton. I was bummed but, ready to get the ball rolling again so we did at a slow pace. My contractions started back up, I got my epidural and then Amanda and Dr. Sighn both walk in. Turns out because I had so much fluid Lena's cord was settled in the way of my cervix so when they broke my water or had it at home (thank God it hadn't), there was a good chance the cord would prolapse and Lena would be without her life line. Amanda basically told me they were going to break it together. Dr Sighn was going to hold Lena up from my belly and she was going to guide my cord out of the way and lead Lena's head down. She let me know if for some reason it didn't work she would keep her hand in me holding Lena off her cord and we would go straight to an emergency c-section. Que the tears and praying in the room. It worked. They were able to get the cord out of the way and lead Lena down. I stretched to an 8/9 and then pushed to a 10. About an hour later it was time. I pushed about 27min. OUCH. My epidural had worn off and holy ring of fire. People don't kid when that's what they call it. I really didn't think I was going to make it but, just when I thought I couldn't do it a minute longer she crowned and then popped out. :)
Lena James Cisilia W. was born February 26, 2013 at 6:23pm. 7 lbs 4oz and 20.5in long.
Brian, my mom, Sasha and Pam were all there and Pam got some amazing pictures I will treasure for ever. Jack came that night and was immediately smitten. He had been with my dad all day and I am so thankful for dad for keeping him busy and excited. Dad said when Brian called to say she was here but, to give us a minute to get to the room and settled he told Jackson just a bit longer. Jack started crying because he was ready to see us NOW. Dad said he packed him up that second and they headed up. He knew Jack needed to be there and I am so glad he listened to that. After everyone got snuggles and visited for a bit B took Jackson home and Lena and I stayed the night in the hospital, just the two of us. We stayed almost exactly 24hrs. Maybe 26 total. She checked out perfect and we got to head home and sleep in our bed that next night.
We are so in love. There have been adjustments, learning to live without sleep again. Although, I can't complain she is already sleeping great at 6 weeks. We have shed tears together learning to breastfeed and we have hit our stride. Such sweet moments we share together while she eats. Jack is in love. He adores her and wants to hold her always. He is so protective over her and "can't wait until she will play back". She is starting to really focus on us and give genuine smiles. Jack loves this. We all do really. I will be honest and say I wanted boys. Girls scared me but, now that Lena James is here I've done a complete 180. I am so thankful to have a daughter. To get to have the relationship I have with my mom. I am sure we will have ups and downs but, if we are lucky we will be close like mom and I.
Lena Beana, you have completed us as a family. We love you so sweet girl.
Although, that is not what this post is about. That one will come. This one is about being content. I realize on this "we are doing nothing night". That my 31 years have brought me here. It started 11 years ago when I met my husband. A little more 8 years ago when I became his wife. Again almost 5 years ago when Jackson made me a mommy and again almost 3 weeks ago when Miss LenaJ completed our family. Tonight over shrimp asian salad picnic right outside our garage, in fold out chairs with grapes, and tatertots on the side. I realized it's official. I'm content. Happy to be in the place.
Trust me with the middle of the night feedings and figuring out the balancing act of a new family member and almost 5 yr old tantrums it's not always beautiful and sing song~ie but, tonight. It's all ok. The ups the downs they have gotten us here and here is grand.
So cheers friends. Our sweet girl is here and we are all so happy. We feel complete and content. I am sure the need to grow and change will come again soon as the seasons change but, for now we are snuggled in and loving this moment. Pictures of our girl to come. We are all completely smitten. Big brother is head over heals in love. He says all the time "and we get to keep her forever" "brothers, here. I love you, I love you". Yes, now is content and content is good.
And to tide you over, this is what now looks like..
Things have certainly progressed and grown (my belly) these last 7 weeks. We are pretty ready for Miss Lena although we would love for her to give us another 5 or so weeks.
Our friends and family spoiled her rotten and her little space is all ready for her arrival (see last post). It's quickly becoming one of my favorite spaces to daydream.
On the pregnancy front things have been an uphill battle. I have gestational diabetes this go round but, the diet has kept me on track and at my apt last Wednesday I am holding steady at 17lbs gained so far this pregnancy. Much better than with Jackson. So the diet changes and being more conscious of what I am doing has paid off. My fluid has stayed pretty steady and high at 31cm each week. Although, last week my fluid levels measured in at 20cm! This well in the normal range and we are praying with getting the GD under control my body is starting to let her regulate the fluids better. *Saying prayers they are the same this wed at her scan. I am still going to the OB weekly for my P17 shots. 3 more left! I am so ready to be done with these bad boys! OUCH. Weekly visits to the perinatoligist also happen and we watch Lena's breathing and have growth scans done. Last week she was measuring right at 4lbs 7oz. I know these numbers are often off and only estimates but, it's always fun to see her. Other than that I feel great. Granted a bit over it some days. So here we are several weeks out from meeting our girl. Typically, you go into labor 7-10 days after your last shot, that would put me at Feb 10ish? Daddy thinks they will share a birthday Feb 15th and I just want her here and healthy anywhere in that time frame. So we shall see!
and just so you can all see how stinking cute the big brother to be is...
He can not wait for her to get here and "Dr's my belly" to listen to her flip all the time. ::swoon::
This weekend two of my awesome, gorgeous, uber talented girlfriends threw Lena the sweetest shower. It was the most beautiful shower I have ever been to. No detail was left unthought of and our girl was spoiled for sure!
My precious girlfriends Donna & Pam. I have no words to tell you how lucky I am to count both of these ladies as my girlfriends/family. Pam is Nanny/bestie/brain sharer and Donna and I have become very close these past few years and will be MIL's one day together. As Jackson and our Samantha girl are going to be married.
The Details. The French Market was such a sweet place to have the shower and Pam and Donna put in so much work making sure everything was just right.
All the ladies at the shower/ My sweet Marbear got Lena something to wear to her competitions (she is only a little excited) / Adding another girl to this bunch / I can't believe it's been 9 years since a girl baby. It seems like yesterday I was rocking Marah.
So many sweet and girly things. I am kind of overwhelmed by the pink right now. Everyone brought a book and signed it. We have had fun reading them this week and setting them up in Lena's room.
Such a fun day to catch up with girlfriends, and family. We are so lucky to be surrounded by so much love.
I have some holiday/Lena/nursery catching up to do. Hopefully I will get in gear this week. ;) 6 weeks to go!