Morning Sunshine
Waking up content is a beautiful thing. And the value of the state of awake without direct correlation to a demand feeding is also wonderful. Many wonder how kind Rachael is to Matt and me regarding sleep. Giving you the average amount of sleep for a newborn to grace their parents with I do believe will help Rachael’s cause. A newborn sleeps an average of 2 hours at a time. Rachael has slept between 3-3.5 consistently (barring no extra gaseous problems) since birth. But last night after a midnight bought with “working out her diaper” she slept for 4.5 hours. To the single and married without children world, this amount of sleep may seem to feel unGodly or aweful. But to one who has been getting up every 2-3 hours to pee for the past month and a half, I rejoice and thank God for the opportunity to “oversleep.” And then to top it off we had some good awake and feeding time this morning.
All Home
Thank you, Lord, for bring us all home safely. Thank you for helping Rachael to make progress toward passing her jaundice. Lord, I pray that our efforts to get things cleared through her body will bring back reward at her visit today. Lord, I thank you for educated and dedicated medical staff who helped bring Rachael into this world. Lord, I thank you for your provision during the pushing stage of labor. Lord, I thank you for the amazing family and friends who so graciously offered their words of love and support. Lord, I thank you for the friends and family who eagerly looked past my exhaustion and said such kind words of encouragement and joy at the hospital bed. Lord, I thank you for the miracle of life and the reminder that you are in control.
Sunday Night Contractions bring…
Announcing …
She was 8 lbs and 14.9 oz. And 21.25 inches long.
I think she has her daddy’s nose. Daddy says she has my beauty. And we’re just happy as anything that she appears to have our easy-going-ness.
As of this post time she is officially over 24 hours old and going on 48 hours old. According to doctor’s reports we all should be going home tomorrow “after breakfast.”
As for the laboring, we went to hospital Sunday night at 6:30p after an hour of consistent 3-5 minute contractions, but very minimal pain. (I just wanted to see if we had advanced anywhere from the Monday 1 cm reading. The measure me at 1cm at the hospital and 80% effaced. After an hour of observation I measure at 1 cm and 80% effaced. But thanks to my high blood pressure spike they had to do some blood work on me before they could discharge me to go home. When the blood work came back 2 hours later they decided to check me before making the final decision of whether or not to admit me. I measured at 80% effaced, but a whoppin‘ 5 cm of dilation. That’s right folks, I went from 1 cm to 5 cms (in what should have taken some 5-10 hours) in 2 hours. And yes, you all, I was definitely feeling the contractions at that point. I decided with little effort that I would like some kind of pain medication. They gave me Nubian (or however you spell it) to “take the edge off the contractions). After dilating to 7cms in another 2 hours I happily received an epidural and advanced to 9cm in about an hour to an hour and a half. After that I sat at 9cm for about an hour and then hit 10, was pushing, and had Rachael out in 43 minutes. So total hospital birthing time was 9hours and 3 minutes (and if my math break-down doesn’t add up then take into consideration that we really were in hospital active labor for 9 hours and 3 minutes via admittance records and I just felt a bit fuzzy after the Nubian).
There were some bleeding complications with me after Rachael was pronounced as doing great, cleaned up, and introduced to me while they did an hour and a half of stitching attempts. Then I was moved to the OR where I received another hour of stitching and a thoroughly big does of epidural medicine to coax me through it. I spent 6 hours in recover – wanting to see my daughter- while Matt witnessed Rachael’s bath and caught a few hours of much-needed sleep. I caught a few hours of sleep, finally was cleared to go to my family, and then Matt and I had some baby time and sleep time.
I really can’t describe to you the incredible joy I felt being rolled down the hallway to go see my daughter for the second time. I was bed-ridden for the rest of the day – primarily sleeping and attempting to recover. And then today at 11:30am I was cleared to pee on my own, remove the IV and shower to feel like a person again. Today has been such a wonderful day in comparison to the amount of pain and emotional stress of yesterday. But you know what? Rachael was totally worth it. TOTALLY!
Today we spent the whole day just hanging out with Rachael. And it felt like we were actually going to take her home tomorrow – and that she was ours. But there was still the newness of remembering her name during sparatic questions and all the newness of the beginning realization that we are now officially parents in a nine hour sweep of quick labor.
So thus ends the pregnancy story of Rachael.
And thus begins the greatest adventure of our lives – named Rachael Elizabeth.
Friday’s Findings
Announcing for the first time ever the gender of our baby…
haha, fooled you. And you thought we’d actually find out.
Well, what we did find out was the following:
- Baby’s squished in there nice and tight with minimal movement (and no showing of gender with continually squished up frog legs and fist blocking the tell-all – again modesty prevails).
- Baby’s measuring at 8.5 lbs plus of minus 1 lb for error. AKA, our baby could be anywhere from 7.5-9.5lbs, but is currently averaging out at about 8.5lbs of educated guessing based upon leg, arm, stomach and head measurments. The ultrasound lady said baby’s stomach is measuring a bit bigger than average babies during our current weekly status. – Whatever that means.-
- Baby’s heartbeat is about 136-137 beats per minute (normal and healthy).
- My blood pressure is good (thus far).
- And any and all other results will be further discussed during our Tuesday Dr.’s appt (provided that I don’t pop beforehand – which in that case the stats won’t really matter).
Didn’t actually see a doctor on Friday so I have no idea if I’ve advanced any in dilation or anything. But the ultrasound lady said baby’s head’s really far down there and repeated that a few times when trying to get a good picture. (In my mind the further the better. BRING IT ON!) So we just keep on trucking here on the homefront with packed bags by the door. I have started feeling much more sore than usual and a couple other more anatomical signs are popping up to notify me that soon baby will make it’s debut.
I’ll keep you all posted as further joys arise. Take care everyone!
the endless topic you’re tired of reading about…
So I finally got around to packing a hospital bag. We were supposed to have one packed “just in case’ at latest at 36 weeks. So here at 2 days shy of 39 weeks I can proudly say that my hospital bag is packed. Why is it packed? Well because today is Friday and on the very small chance that something were to happen today I don’t want to show up at the hospital with only the shirt on my back. Baby’s bag, on the other hand, has been packed for a few weeks – that’s right… priorities.
It’s still kind of weird to me to think that labor and delivery will happen quite soon (keep in mind that soon is a relative term at this point). Some of the foreign aspect of having this baby revolves around the fact that i have yet to really understand what a contraction feels like. According to others, this is a common reality. Renee and Ellen both stated, among others, that they were unaware that they were contracting until being linked to hospital monitors. It does bring to mind one question though… How will I know it’s time to go to the hospital if I’m not sure what a contraction feels like? – Oh, you’ll know. I’ve been told. Okay then! “Are you contracting yet?” Matt has frequently asked me over the past few days. “Nope,” I tell him, but I’m not sure if I’m right or not. I just wouldn’t classify the weird tightness in my stomach and random crampings as contractions. But again, it’s the blind leading the blind. I guess I could tell him more fully that I am or am not contracting once we’re holding the baby. 😉
Almost all is in place for baby when baby comes home. We’ve moved the bassinet into our room (which is an odd sight during my nightly pee breaks). Odd how much that bassinet appeared to ft in the nursery, but still feels so out of place – and yet in place- at bedside. I just have to redress the guest bedroom bed and then we’ll be all set for my mom to come and baby to come home. All other little details like getting a baby bathtub and changing pad we can work through later. =) Yeah, yeah, yeah… we’ll be just fine.
We realised yesterday, as we were hanging out at the in-law’s house, that if I were to go into labor this weekend, Matt’s family would need to come home early from their vacation (if they wanted) and could potentially miss the laboring part. This weekend’s Michigan Family Christmas. which Matt and I will not be embarking upon due to overly obvious reasons. We hadn’t given any thought to the whole ‘his family not being here’ aspect of the spontaneity of labor. But I am sure it will all work out according to God’s plan. Which in other words means that I am sure of nothing in this plan, but that a baby will be born at some hour during some day or night. And yet knowing nothing can bring such peace and normalcy with the knowledge that God is in control of it all.
Anyway, I better get ready for today and head off to work. I’ve got a few things to pack into the car before I go to work, sheets to put on the bed, trash to get out, and breakfast to eat. I’ll keep you posted on today’s updates regarding the ultrasound and all. Have a great day, all!