I remember it so clearly...
July 29th, 2007 at 5am on the dot, I woke up with excruciating pains in my back and abdomen. I knew this was it. I was 2 weeks over due with my daughter, Lydia, and I knew today had to be the day. Finally, a beautiful baby girl to hold in my arms!
I woke up her father and said, we need to go to the hospital NOW. Best believe, if I had eaten anything that morning it would of been the clear sight of Linda Blair and pea soup. You know this. And her father wanted to time them and wait until they were 5 minutes apart... F*** that. I was already strangling him as we were walking out the door. They told me it was going to be the type of pain that you cannot even see straight. They were right.
We arrived at the Hospital at 5:45am, and I was admitted. I was hooked up to all types of monitors to listen to the babies heart rate. I was checked by the doctor who determined I was only 2 centimeters dilated. Are you kidding me?
As the monitoring continued, I was trying to get through the next contraction. I had about 10-15 minutes between each one, which does not provide for much relief.
I tried everything! I tried the tub, the shower, every freaking position my Mid Wife came up with. Nothing, Nothing would work, or speed up the process. I knew I was doomed to go to hell, because I was ready to give myself a c-section right there. I kept pleading with the nurses to just shoot me in the head. They thought I was funny, for a split second, then they saw my expression.
Dear Nurses out there, don't try to reason with a woman in labor. xoxo, Me
After almost 12 hours of bullsh*t... I was dilated enough to be able to get the epidural. PRAISE THE LORD. I was 4cm dilated and my contractions were coming pretty quickly. I received the epidural, and I was instantly a new person. Literally. I was laughing and joking around and was actually able to sleep for about 3 hours. Lydia's father and my best friend Heidi were in the birthing room with me. Some say this is a private event, OK, I get how it would be. But with a friend there to help your significant other cope with what's going on is a huge help. Besides, when you are getting ready to push a baby out of your....Hmmm, the last thing on your mind is whether or not someone is looking at your Vag.
At around 11:30pm, another almost 7 hours later... I was able to push. I was at the abundant 10cm dilated and YES.. it was time!! Yeah, Not so much.
I pushed for about 2 hours. Usually people push for like 30 minutes... Me, no. I guess my child was already making things difficult.. or I was the one who was being stubborn. She was already 2 weeks late... Come on, Kid! Let's see you!
The Mid Wife told me briefly that my daughters head was stuck in the birth canal. Awesome. Give me a c-section.. If it means more drugs and no pain, I'm all for it! This wasn't the case. The brought in the Doctor on duty and she gave me the option of doing a vacuum. (Google it, there's no better way to explain it, as they just put this tube thing on the babies head, and it's supposed to suck them out of the birth canal) loving the graphic nature, hating the memories! <3
It actually worked. Amazing, and weird, but it worked. Mean while as I pushed for the last 2 hours to get this baby out... she had no stress on her heart. None. She was perfectly fine, sitting pretty, stress free. This was the most important thing.
Finally at 3:32am on 07/30/07 Lydia Grace was born.
I cried and cried and then hugged everyone around me and then yelled, "Give me my baby!" I just could not wait to snuggle this beautiful little thing, and the emotion was so overwhelming!
Suddenly, looking into her beautiful blue eyes and touching her little peach fuzz BLOND hair, I forgot about all the pain, all the pushing, all the stretchmarks, and all the sleepless nights of her kicking me in my ribs... it was all worth it!!
Happy Birthday my beautiful Lydia, and nothing else can compare to how happy you make me and how wonderful my life is now that you are in it. You are my everything and everyday I live for you! Mommy loves you so much!
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