I woke up yesterday morning with big plans. I was going to Sam’s and Walmart. I was taking my puppy to the doctor. I was marinating some steaks.
It seems God had bigger plans.
June 28, 2010, I gave birth to a little girl.
Lucy Bea was 4 weeks early. She’s considered preemie. She’s a big preemie, weighing 6lbs 13oz. She is 21″ long. She’s got 10 fingers and 10 toes, Wesley’s nose and my chin.
She really is amazing.
So here is how she got here, because I know you all want the (haha, literally) juicy details.
Probably about 5:30 I noticed something was a little different. I thought my water had broken. I wasn’t sure, but I knew it wasn’t pee. I called the doctor and they said I should make my way to the hospital so a doctor could check.
I called Wesley right after that. I told him I thought my water had broken. He freaked, like me, and we started packing bags. We grabbed just the necessities. We were not ready.
I assumed the whole way down here that they were gonna send me home. So we got to Wesley Medical and I got all checked in. Then, on my wheelchair ride to the 3rd floor, something changed.
I knew that my water broke. No doubt. It was a mess. An uncomfortable mess. Thank God I was at the hospital and not Sam’s. All the books say that the movies where the girls water breaks and it just gushes everywhere is not true. Well… Yes it is. It most definitely does.
So when we got there the sweet nurse said, “you won’t leave the hospital without a baby!”
Are you kidding me? She’s not due for another 3 weeks… Four really!
I was not ready. I wasn’t even contracting. Or so I thought. When they hooked me up on the machine, it corrected me.. I was having contractions. Small ones, that I couldn’t really feel. They checked me and said I was 2 cm dilated.
They moved me to a real room shortly after. By now it was about 6:30pm. We had called all the family. Everyone knew she was about to come into the world. None of us knew quite how quickly this would be.
By about 8pm, I started feeling the contractions. By feeling, I mean, they were painful. I asked for some pain meds, and they checked me again. 4 cm this time. Everyone said this was good, that some women stay at 2 cm for 6+ hours. I was there for maybe 1.
So I get some pain meds, and I start talking all crazy. I did feel much better though. So at about 9:45, I was really feeling the pains, so I asked for the epidural. They cleared out my room, and gave me the epidural right at 10:20. They told me that in 15 minutes I could press the button to get more medicine. I started pressing it immediately.
My entire body was shaking during each contraction. They were very intense. Very painful.
Wes got word his brother had made it, so he went down to meet him at the entrance. This was at 10:40. I was 5, almost 6cm, at this point. When Wesley got back up to the third floor, they told him to get into the room if he wanted to see his daughter be born. Within 10 minutes I went from almost 6cm to between 9 and 10.
Then at 10:45 I started to push. My epidural had not yet kicked in. I asked, in the nicest way I could, why I was still feeling everything. They told me it takes 30 minutes for it to really start to work. It started working at about 11:05… This was 4 minutes after Lucy was born.
The pushing and contractions were not fun. I repeat, not fun. I did scream once. (maybe twice… The pain made exactly what happened sort of a blur). My doctor told me if I wanted to have her, screaming wouldn’t help. I needed to hold my breath and push. So that’s what I did.
I think I pushed 10 times, then I heard this small choking sound followed by a tiny cry. I felt a lot of pressure release. I had done it. I had a baby… with no epidural.
When the doctor started fixing me up, I felt nothing. My epidural had finally kicked in. At least I didn’t feel that too.
I looked over and got to see a new dad cut the cord. Then I saw him follow her to the lamp as they cleaned her up. He had the camera around his neck and was a glowing dad. I saw the change in him almost immediately.
He left to go show the family our new baby girl.
Little Lucy wasted no time showing up. From the moment I knew my water broke (for real) to the time she was here was 4 1/2 hours. Not all of that was painful. A lot of it was. Every bit of it was worth it.
She has not done much so far. Mostly laid there and looked cute for us. She is already my prized possession. She has stolen my heart.
Thank you all for the thoughts, prayers, calls, messages, comments, and visits. Poor Lucy will have a hard time learning who her biological family is! She already has more family than most. We are so blessed.