Somehow in the blink of an eye my first born is turning 8 years old. In honor of her bday I’m sharing my labor story 🙂
Back in 2007 I was pregnant with my first born. I was thrilled beyond belief to even be pregnant since I had to do fertility treatments to even get pregnant. The pregnancy went pretty smooth except for it being summer in Texas and I was so swollen everywhere. My due date was September 25, 2007.
As the weeks got closer we got more and more excited to meet our little girl. I was super excited to be having a little girl. Buying little pink nursery items and clothing was so much fun. Finally the day was getting closer and for some reason my little stubborn girl was so happy where she was. She did not want to come out. So we waited. And waited, and waited. I was still teaching full time so I was put on home rest the last week before her birth due to excessive swelling and pre-eclampsia. Finally we had a date to induce labor since she was just not coming out!
I ended up being at the hospital hooked up to monitors and all the meds to induce labor and she STILL was not coming out. No progression at all. Now that I know my child, I know this is just HER! She does things her way! Being hooked up to monitors and no food all this time makes for a grumpy Mommy to be. My sweet Dr said to try and make it a little longer and if nothing happened we’d have to do a c/sec. I was scared to death. I had not planned for this and didn’t want surgery.
Baby girl had her own plans and after 48 hours of all they could give me, I had to get ready for a c/sec. I barely remember the prep because I was SO nervous and really thought I might pass out. I was so uncomfortable from being bed-ridden and poked for so long too that I was pretty numb but really, really scared. It was a surreal moment. Knowing that in a few minutes I’d be meeting this baby that had been inside me for 9 mths. I was prepped and ready to go. My husband was there at my side, just as nervous as me.
My Dr was so sweet and just talked and talked the whole time walking me through it and really talking about fun things outside of the hospital. Finally she said “I see a bunch of dark hair!” I couldn’t believe it. Within seconds there was tons of pressure and out came this big, dark haired baby girl (who wasn’t crying!).
All was okay with her but she needed a little stimulation to get her going and then she worked up some good screams. As it turns out, our little Grace was a true Amazing Grace. My mom had made up shirts for family to wear that said “Amazing Grace”. My Dr. saw it and said to my mom that she had no idea how true that saying was for her. My baby had apparently done some major somersaults in the womb and had a knot in her cord. If the Dr. had tried to perform a vaginal birth, it could have been fatal. When I heard this story later on, I couldn’t even imagine. Life is so precious and I’m so thankful to God for making it a happy ending. I think all children are little miracles from God, and this one especially is.
Our little Amazing Grace was born on October 2nd, 2007 at 3:34 pm. I didn’t get to hold her until later that evening to give my body time to recover.
3 days later we were able to take home our little miracle. I had been at the hospital for a total of 6 days. I was so excited to leave. Leaving day I got up, showered, and dried my hair. I was jumping for joy to get some fresh air! I was ready for all the real fun to begin 🙂 I look back now and see I had NO idea what I was doing, but it was ALL worth it.
Happy Birthday Amazing Grace! I love you to the moon and back.