Thursday, March 22, 2012

Avery's Birth Story





I suppose after a week it is time to write about Avery's birth. Every little detail is still fresh in my mind and I don't want to forget it all (even though I'm pretty sure Greg has filmed every single ounce of this past week). 


As you know from my previous posts, our baby girl was late and our doctor had me scheduled to be induced. One nice thing about being induced was that both of our families could plan on when to come up. With Greg's family being in Tulsa, it was nice that they knew ahead of time. The day before I was induced I tried as much as possible to relax and enjoy Greg and my last day of it just being 'us'. 


I was scheduled to be induced on Wednesday, March 14th at 7am. So we both got up early, got our bags in the car, tidied up the house and left. Finally the feelings up apprehension and fear started to sink in; but I knew that there was no turning back at this point! Once we got to the hospital, we checked in and got going on paperwork. We met our nurse, Denise, and settled into the room we'd have the baby in. Because I was already 4 centimeters dilated and 85% effaced, Doctor Scott wanted to manually break my water and see how labor progressed before giving me any pitocen. Once my water was broken at 8:30am Denise suggested walking around the halls to get things rollin' - so off we went!


We started with a couple long laps around the delivery area before I could really tell that I was having strong contractions. At the same time both of our families arrived at the hospital and found us. I was getting pretty uncomfortable so we went back to the room to take a break. By 10:15am I was already 7-8 centimeters dilated! I couldn't believe how much walking made a difference. Denise suggested now was a good time to get an epidural. I knew from the start I wanted to have an epidural. I am the first to admit that I'm a wimp and since labor and all it entailed was something I'd never experienced I wanted to be things to go as smoothly as possible. 


Once I got the epidural I immediately felt better. I could still feel my contractions, just nothing compared to what they were beforehand. During this time Greg and I were able to watch movies (I only wanted to watch funny movies so we brought Just Married, Four Christmases License to Wed & Couples Retreat), take short naps and just converse casually. Our parents briefly stopped in every now and then and my dad couldn't believe how great I felt (my mom didn't have epidurals). By 1:20pm, I was still at 8 centimeters and hadn't progressed. I'm guessing a lot of that was because I wasn't able to walk around once the epidural was administered. Denise gave me a dose of oxytocin to speed things up. This did increase my contractions more and by 2:30pm I was completely dilated and ready to push. 


This was the part I was most nervous about. I am truly a wimp and with having an epidural I was scared that I wouldn't have enough body control to push as hard as I needed to. However, my body began telling me when it was time to push by the strength of the contractions and by the pressure I was feeling 'down there'. At 3:00pm the pushing began. Denise held one leg, Greg held the other. Once Denise told me the pushing phase can take anywhere from 1-3 hours I was determined to get baby out as quick as I could. I can't imagine pushing for 3 hours!! Now that I look back on the whole pushing part of labor, it was really neat because Greg was very involved in the process. Towards the end HE was the one coaching me and counting while I was pushing. I held his hand the entire time and didn't tell me once that I was squeezing too hard :) I loved when he and the nurse gave me updates like, "you are doing awesome or ooh we can see some hair". It gave me the drive to keep going. I ended up laying on my side and pushing which was also a little different. 


I knew that I was almost done by the amount of pressure I was feeling and the NEED to continue to push. When Denise said, "I see a bunch of dark hair" I couldn't believe it. We had to wait for Doctor Scott to get up to the delivery room and at that point I was so ready that I didn't really care who pulled out the baby. The last couple of pushes were the most intense and I could physically feel her shoulders coming out. By 4:09pm our little girl had entered the world. 


I immediately started crying the moment I saw her come out. Greg cut the umbilical cord and went over to the table to watch them clean off baby and get her ready to be put on my chest. I couldn't believe that she didn't really cry when she came out - gave a few little whimpers but that's about it. When they laid her on my chest I couldn't believe it, she was so perfect, so healthy. The doctor said 'wow, look at her eyelashes' because they were so long. Ironically enough that is the first thing my mom's doctor said to her when I was born. She had big plump lips and, of course, lots of dark hair. I tried to nurse her right away but she wasn't interested. So I just laid there with her on my chest taking in everything. Looking back at that part of the day, I didn't even realize that while I held her I had delivered my placenta and they stitched me up. Nothing else really seemed to matter.


Greg was adamant about deciding on a name. We had it narrowed down to 2 names. One name we knew was the perfect name for a little girl with blonde hair so when we saw the dark hair I knew that 'Avery' would fit her. Avery was Greg's favorite name out of all of the ones we tossed around. Before she was born Greg called her Avery. Deep down I think I knew that would be her name regardless. We chose Elizabeth as her middle name because it's a family name on my side. Towards the end of my pregnancy I thought it would be fun to give her a non-traditional middle name, like Quinn or Grace but in the end we went back to our original decision. As Greg went to tell our families Avery was born, I continued to hold her. I counted every finger and toe - she was perfect. 

Off to the hospital at 6:30AM

I'm probably thinking "Thank God for epidurals" HAHA

Cutting the umbilical cord

Where's my Mommy?!
I know I look awful, but I still love this photo - our first family photo! 

Monday, March 12, 2012

Tea Time & Inducing?!?

I decided to give one more natural inducing method a try this weekend in another attempt to get things going...Raspberry Leaf tea! I never used to like tea until my yoga instructor served it after class this past winter. Now I actually like it - but only the sweet ones, nothing too funky. And of course, it didn't work :)


Please excuse the 'no makeup look'. Greg had some pomegranate tea because he said his throat has been scratchy...perfect timing, right? :/




Also, today was almost-41 week appointment - WTH?! I never thought I'd make it 'til now! No more progression and everyone in the office was shocked to see me again. Dr. Scott said that she doesn't have her patients go past 41 weeks and asked which day this week I wanted to be induced. I didn't really know I had a choice! I chose this Wednesday, March 14th so that Greg would have an extra long weekend at home with us next week. I have a lot of emotions right now - makes everything a lot more real knowing EXACTLY when baby is coming. As I drove back to work with the windows down, all I could think about was that next week at this time baby and I could be taking a walk in the stroller that has been in Greg's trunk for over a month! Life.is.good.

Saturday, March 10, 2012

Still.No.Baby.

COME ON BABY!!! I am getting way antsy!!


And as usual...here's some photos to enjoy:


Top Left: Dad's Bday Shots, 2011; Top Middle: Post VB game, 2009; Top Right: ODell Brewery, 2009
Middle Left: Tom Petty, 2010; Middle: Ozarks, 2007; Middle Right: Sara's 21st, 2007
Bottom Left: Blake's Couples Shower, 2011; Bottom Right: Dubliner, 2008

Wednesday, March 7, 2012

40 Weeks

In a couple of days I will officially be 40 weeks...WHOA!! I had a great doctor's appointment today, also. The nurse practitioner (since my doc is out of town) said that I am now about 4 centimeters dilated and am ready to go! We scheduled a tentative appointment for Monday but she said she didn't think I would make it until then. I'm so excited!! But also a little nervous! Now it's just a matter of when, where and how everything will happen. 


So send positive baby vibes our way!

Monday, March 5, 2012

Sov's Shower

Saturday was Sarah Sovereign's bridal shower. She is having a peacock-themed wedding and the decorations at the shower were adorable! She received lots of awesome gifts and it was fun to catch up with everyone there. Most people were surprised to see me not sporting a little car seat on my arm as I walked in - myself included. I cannot believe Sarah's big day is approaching in a little over a month!


Lots of gifts!

How fun!

The bride with a few of her sister-in-laws!


In other news, I think I tried to do everything imaginable to get Baby Haus to come out this weekend - I ate spicy foods, went on walks, even scrubbed our hardwood floors...you name it and I tried it. Still no baby! Apparently she is very much like her daddy and is content with where she is right now. 


Speaking of Greg, I have to post this picture that cracks me up:




We went to Home Depot on Saturday night and I can't tell you how funny it is to watch Greg in that store. He is truly like a kid in a candy store. He's always finding new tools and thinking of little projects he can do around the house. Loves putting things together - even as a little boy he said he did. His parents would hear him at night trying to get out the legos when he was supposed to be asleep! Next projects on the home improvement list: he is finishing the wine glass shelves in the kitchen and building pull-out drawers for our pots and pans. Then this morning he said he wants to build a birdhouse for baby. I love this guy - he is my handy man!

Saturday, March 3, 2012

Almost Forgot...

I completely forgot to post my favorite part of the week! Enjoy!

Top Left: Brazenhead 2007; Top Middle: Halloween at HC 2008; Top Right: Dubliner 2009;
Middle Left: OC, 2008; Middle: Christmas in Tulsa 2010; Middle Right: Our Engagement Party 2010;
Bottom Left: 5k & Charlie 2011; Bottom Right: Meg's Bachelorette 2009

Thursday, March 1, 2012

39 Weeks

Have you ever had one of those days where you could cry at the drop of a pin? Seriously, I feel like if someone even looked at me weird the tears would start flowing. This burst of emotion has everything to do with my 39-week appointment today.


Leading up to the appointment I was very excited - last night I started having some warm-up contractions and really felt like labor was around the corner. I couldn't wait to hear if I had made any more progress. I was also excited because Greg was off work today and was able to come. When we got to the appointment we ended up waiting for over an hour (yes, I sat on the table with a little blanket covering my bottom half for almost an hour...AWKWARD). 


Finally when the doctor came in, she checked my cervix and I had made no progress :( Also, she informed me that loosing my plug last Friday and my warm-up contractions last night weren't really an indication that labor was close...great. However, I must say that icing on the cake was when we were wrapping up our appointment and she informed us that she would be out of town next and wouldn't get back until the 12th...therefore she will be gone past my due date, which is the 10th. I had to hold back the tears. She was gone last week and now gone the week I am due. 


I know that things happen for a reason but with this being my first birth it would've been nice to have had my own doctor deliver my baby who I have been seeing these past 9 months. Everyone has said it's really the nurses that matter and who knows, maybe I will be late and she will deliver baby after all. But nothing like springing some serious last minute news on me! With as much anxiety as I already have about labor, this doesn't help. It seriously has just been 'one of those weeks'...