Happy Birth Day Leah!
(Just a disclaimer: this is Leah's "birth story", so if you'd rather not read it, come back tomorrow for another post. I'm also posting this mostly for my memory and for Leah's baby book. I tried to leave out most of the graphic details, as I'm not much for those, but you have been warned. This is also my longest post ever and I realize it's not the best, I'm okay with it, it's documented.)
At my last doctor's appointment on October 14th and with no progress, I figured you'd arrive on October 27th which was the date of our scheduled induction. Regardless of when you were scheduled to come, my last day of teaching was October 14th, actually it was parent/ teacher conferences, but we figured it would be a nice break for the students and give me a little while to finish preparing for your arrival. With my free time during conferences, I checked out several books to give me something to do, I figured if I was waiting over a week to be induced, I'd need something to do, (I never did get to those books!). We spent that weekend preparing the final few things (I honestly can't really remember what we did, maybe had a house showing, maybe packed stuff). Grandma Debbie came to stay with us on Sunday night because Tim was already working in St. Louis and living at our new house. We spent October 18th running errands to get a few last minute things and had planned on driving over to Lee's Summit on Tuesday to hit up some quilt shops.
I got up in the middle of the night early Tuesday morning (like 4:00 or 4:30) and thought that maybe that my water had broke, but I still felt fine and wasn't having any contractions, so I decided that's I'd call my doctor first thing in the morning and I tried to go back to bed. Finally at 6:30am, I decided that I'd better get up and call my doctor. She said that she wanted me to go ahead and come in so they could check to see if my water really did break and she suggested bringing my bag. I was still feeling fine and wasn't having any contractions, so I decided I had some time. I called Tim to tell him that I was heading to the doctor and that I'd let him know what was going on, but to be prepared to leave. I showered and got ready, took Daisy to the vet for a grooming appointment, (Daisy wanted to look nice to meet you!) and we headed off to the doctor's office with my hospital bags with us.
I was greeted at the doctor's officer with the nurse saying "What took you so long? We've been waiting." Apparently, I shouldn't have taken so much time to shower and drop Daisy off, (oops!). After being examined by the doctor, she decided that my water did in fact break and that I needed to be admitted to the hospital. Once I was admitted, I spent the majority of my time hanging out and watching t.v., I was feeling fine and even after they gave me some drugs to start the labor process I still felt fine. Finally around 2:30 or 3:00, Tim arrived at the hospital. I was still feeling fine at this point. I felt fine until about 6:30pm (I remember because Wheel of Fortune was on) and I decided I wanted my epidural. About 30-45 minutes after my epidural and a visit from my doctor, I was still in a lot of pain and the anesthesiologist had to come back and give me another one, they decided there was something wrong with the first dose (something along the lines that it got too hot). After the second epidural and another visit from my doctor to tell me she was going home to put her kids to bed, but that she would be back and she expected a baby around midnight, I was doing fine. Tim and I watched some postseason baseball, (thankfully not the Cardinals) and the nurses were in and out checking me. Finally about 9:45pm, they told me we were getting close and that they were going to call the doctor. After what seemed like forever for the doctor to arrive, (really they were waiting for me to finish dilating) I was ready to start pushing. After about 30 minutes of pushing, which seemed like a long time, but really wasn't, Leah Elizabeth was born!
I remember being so excited to see if it was a boy or a girl, that I didn't wait for anyone to tell me, the minute I saw it was a girl, I shouted, "It's a Girl!".
My parents ended up coming back to the hospital after dinner at Oklahoma Joe's and were able to meet Leah. Papa Greg got a great birthday present!
We spent the next two days in the hospital and were finally released on Thursday morning, after a slight delay due to Leah's jaundice. It was so nice to finally be home as a new family of 3!
Happy Birthday Leah!
I love this picture because I'm pretty sure this was exactly how you were laying in my stomach, I could always feel your little foot poking me.