I really want to document Naomi's birth (for memory sake) and since this is practically my life's scrapbook I figure there is no place better than here. (You may stop reading here if you like).
The Birth:
I was scheduled to be induced on December 30th at 6:30am. Aaron & I both woke early, took showers, and prepared to go to the hospital only to get a call at 5:30am saying we had been bumped back a few hours. I was told to call at 9am and hopefully they'd give the go ahead for us to come to the hospital. At 9am I call and I'm told that we can come in for the induction. We head that way and when we get there my very apologetic midwife tells me that chaos has broken loose and we've been pushed back even further. She tells me to go shop, grab lunch, and hopefully they'll get me in before 1pm. If not we are postponed until possibly the 31st or after the weekend :( Aaron & I head out to Wal-Mart to do some walking and waste a little time before we catch lunch. As we are about to order lunch we get the call the the induction is a no-go and that we have been scheduled for the 31st at 6am. We are disappointed, but make the most of it by spending the day with Levi before baby sister arrives.
The next morning we wake even earlier, get showers, and head to the hospital. When we arrive they take us straight back and get us set up. After answering tons of questions about everything under the sun I'm finally checked and I'm still only a 2 (I've been a 2 since Dec. 20th). I was pretty bummed because that meant I haven't progressed at all since my last appointment. We finally get the petocin drip going around 7:45am. The contractions aren't bad at all. I can see them on the monitor, but they are very mild. My midwife comes in to break my water at 9:50am and checks me. Only at 3cm. I feel I'm hardly progressing and this is going to be a long day. I start having flashbacks to Levi's birth - 19 hours of labor, 2 hours of pushing - horrible memories. Around 10:20am my contractions pick up and get stronger. I'm having 2 every 5 minutes. Some are more painful than others. The ones in my back are the worse - again like Levi's birth. I finally get comfortable on the bed where I think I can handle the contractions and her heart rate drops so I have to lay back in the bed which makes the contractions harder to handle. From Levi's birth I had already decided that I didn't want any pain medications except for an epidural. The medications from his birth made me so out of it that I hardly remember any of the actual birth. I feel like I missed out on so much of his birth that I really wanted to be coherent for Naomi's birth. Around 11:30am my nurse tells me that the anesthesiologist will be available at noon for an epidural. Knowing that I was only 3cm a little more than an hour ago I decided to have the epidural fearing a long labor. At 12:15pm I get the epidural and life is much better. I'm able to relax, watch a little tv, and bond with Aaron (more about his amazing support later). The check me after the epidural and I'm 5cm. At that moment I was glad I decided to go ahead with the epidural since I was progressing somewhat slowly. Two hours later my nurse checks me again and I'm 9.5cm!!! Aaron and I were both surprised that I had progressed so quickly since the epidural, especially since they sometimes make labor longer. The nurse tells me we'll probably start pushing in 30 minutes. Honestly I have a little moment of panic right then realizing that my daughter will be here soon and I will be responsible for another child in this world. Just ten minutes later my nurse returns and tells me that the doctor is at the hospital and if I can push we are going to go ahead and deliver the baby. I push once, she says I'm ready. The doctor comes in, everything is ready and I start pushing at 2:40pm. I twice and her head is out. Five minutes and she is here!!! 
Everything went so smoothly. The fact that our induction had been postponed ended up being a blessing in disguise because on the 31st we were the only ones in labor and delivery, so nothing was rushed and everyone was available to take care of us. We had the most amazing nurses. Everyone was so kind and helpful. It was actally a pretty enjoyable stay at the hospital. We had lots of family and frinds visit us and the fellowship was so nice. We left on Saturday, Jan.1 around 5pm. Levi was sick on the 31st and wasn't able to come to the hospital to meet his new sister. On the way home we picked him up and he was more than thrilled to finally meet Naomi. His reaction to her has been an answer to prayer. He absolutely adores her and wants to hold, kiss, and touch her constantly. 
We are absolutely in love with our daughter. She has already wrapped herself around our hearts and the joy we have is indescribable. We are more than blessed in every way imaginable, which is exactly why our blog is entitle "Blessed."
The Birth:
I was scheduled to be induced on December 30th at 6:30am. Aaron & I both woke early, took showers, and prepared to go to the hospital only to get a call at 5:30am saying we had been bumped back a few hours. I was told to call at 9am and hopefully they'd give the go ahead for us to come to the hospital. At 9am I call and I'm told that we can come in for the induction. We head that way and when we get there my very apologetic midwife tells me that chaos has broken loose and we've been pushed back even further. She tells me to go shop, grab lunch, and hopefully they'll get me in before 1pm. If not we are postponed until possibly the 31st or after the weekend :( Aaron & I head out to Wal-Mart to do some walking and waste a little time before we catch lunch. As we are about to order lunch we get the call the the induction is a no-go and that we have been scheduled for the 31st at 6am. We are disappointed, but make the most of it by spending the day with Levi before baby sister arrives.
The next morning we wake even earlier, get showers, and head to the hospital. When we arrive they take us straight back and get us set up. After answering tons of questions about everything under the sun I'm finally checked and I'm still only a 2 (I've been a 2 since Dec. 20th). I was pretty bummed because that meant I haven't progressed at all since my last appointment. We finally get the petocin drip going around 7:45am. The contractions aren't bad at all. I can see them on the monitor, but they are very mild. My midwife comes in to break my water at 9:50am and checks me. Only at 3cm. I feel I'm hardly progressing and this is going to be a long day. I start having flashbacks to Levi's birth - 19 hours of labor, 2 hours of pushing - horrible memories. Around 10:20am my contractions pick up and get stronger. I'm having 2 every 5 minutes. Some are more painful than others. The ones in my back are the worse - again like Levi's birth. I finally get comfortable on the bed where I think I can handle the contractions and her heart rate drops so I have to lay back in the bed which makes the contractions harder to handle. From Levi's birth I had already decided that I didn't want any pain medications except for an epidural. The medications from his birth made me so out of it that I hardly remember any of the actual birth. I feel like I missed out on so much of his birth that I really wanted to be coherent for Naomi's birth. Around 11:30am my nurse tells me that the anesthesiologist will be available at noon for an epidural. Knowing that I was only 3cm a little more than an hour ago I decided to have the epidural fearing a long labor. At 12:15pm I get the epidural and life is much better. I'm able to relax, watch a little tv, and bond with Aaron (more about his amazing support later). The check me after the epidural and I'm 5cm. At that moment I was glad I decided to go ahead with the epidural since I was progressing somewhat slowly. Two hours later my nurse checks me again and I'm 9.5cm!!! Aaron and I were both surprised that I had progressed so quickly since the epidural, especially since they sometimes make labor longer. The nurse tells me we'll probably start pushing in 30 minutes. Honestly I have a little moment of panic right then realizing that my daughter will be here soon and I will be responsible for another child in this world. Just ten minutes later my nurse returns and tells me that the doctor is at the hospital and if I can push we are going to go ahead and deliver the baby. I push once, she says I'm ready. The doctor comes in, everything is ready and I start pushing at 2:40pm. I twice and her head is out. Five minutes and she is here!!! Everything went so smoothly. The fact that our induction had been postponed ended up being a blessing in disguise because on the 31st we were the only ones in labor and delivery, so nothing was rushed and everyone was available to take care of us. We had the most amazing nurses. Everyone was so kind and helpful. It was actally a pretty enjoyable stay at the hospital. We had lots of family and frinds visit us and the fellowship was so nice. We left on Saturday, Jan.1 around 5pm. Levi was sick on the 31st and wasn't able to come to the hospital to meet his new sister. On the way home we picked him up and he was more than thrilled to finally meet Naomi. His reaction to her has been an answer to prayer. He absolutely adores her and wants to hold, kiss, and touch her constantly. We are absolutely in love with our daughter. She has already wrapped herself around our hearts and the joy we have is indescribable. We are more than blessed in every way imaginable, which is exactly why our blog is entitle "Blessed."
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loved it... very well documented.. :)
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