It’s been a week since Lily Mae has entered our lives. She’s been such a joy and is VERY loved by everyone(especially brother). The hardest part this week has been keeping J away from her since he got a cold, he’s been devastated. Luckily, he’s on the mend and can kiss her head again ha
Backing up to last week. All last week I had been having some painful contractions, but not painful enough. I have Braxton Hick contractions throughout my entire pregnancies, but these are different, they’re pretty painful and some take my breath away. The only time I had these type of contractions was the night I went into labor with J, so this was new to me and I kept thinking I was in labor. Friday(a week before I had Lily) I had painful contractions all night long(my body showed other signs of labor as well) and I finally woke Josh up at 3:30am and told him it was time. He showered and I was about to call my mom, and the contractions just stopped. I was so confused and embarrassed.
This went on all week. I continued going on long walks, working out, lifting weights, and scrubbing my house. I was trying anything to go into labor. Thursday night(the night before I had Lily) I had REALLY bad contractions all night again. They were 5 minutes apart and I thought, “this has to be it” but after 3 hours they stopped. I was exhausted, frustrated and just lost it. I started to cry and felt so defeated. I got some sleep, and in the morning(Friday July 31st,full blue moon) I texted my mom what happened. She replied, ” Let’s just go in and get checked.” I agreed and Josh was on board too. I took J to my sister Bree’s, Josh went to work(I told him I’d have him come if I was admitted), and me and my mom grabbed our bags and headed to the hospital.
When I got their I told them I was having regular contractions and that I hadn’t felt baby girl move in awhile(she’s normally really active in the morning) so they hooked me up to monitor my contractions and hear her heart beat. Fortunately she was healthy and happy. I was having regular contractions and the nurse said I was a 3 and 80% effaced(I was previously 70% effaced). She told me to go on a 45 min walk and if I progressed they could admit me. While I was walking they were going to try and get a hold of my Dr. *She was the sweetest nurse. She could tell we were desperate and had had a long night. I think she was our greatest advocate=)
My mom and I walked around the hospital for about 30 min when the nurse found us and said my Dr. was out of town and that she’s trying to get a hold of the on call Dr. I was devastated, I thought for sure they would send me home. We kept walking(still having pretty painful contractions) when another nurse came up to us with a big smile and said, “we’re admitting you!” I cried happy tears, called Josh and told our family. The on call Dr. looked at my history and saw how fast my labor with J was (total of 4 hours) and didn’t want to take a chance.
We arrived in our room, they checked me and I was a 4! So either way I would’ve been admitted. They hooked me up to an IV, and then at noon I got an epidural. The Dr. was coming to break my water, so we waited about an hour for that, around 1pm. After my water breaks I go pretty fast, but an hour after breaking it, about 2pm I was only a 5. I thought that was weird, but didn’t worry much. A half hour passed and I felt a lot of pressure and called the nurse in. She checked me and I was a 9!
She called the Dr. and got the room all set up, I pushed 3 times(3 contractions) and Lily Mae was born at 3:02pm 7lbs 1oz, 19.5 inches long.
She had swallowed some fluids, so I only got to hold her for a sec before they took her to clear her lungs. Then she was back and I was able to do skin to skin for an hour and breast feed her.
Josh’s parents had J for the day and brought him in to meet her right away. It was the cutest thing! He had drew her a picture and couldn’t wait to show her.
We only stayed in the hospital for 24 hours, I just don’t sleep well there and wanted to be home with my family. Luckily, she and I were healthy and got to leave Saturday evening. All day Saturday while we waited for all the tests to make sure Lily was good to go we hung out in my room. J was so good while we snuggled in my hospital bed and just watched movies and ate snacks. It was a fun memory, all of us just being in a tiny room with our new little bundle of joy.
It was such a wonderful experience and I’m so grateful she’s here and healthy. Random side note, I had J at 38 weeks and 2 days and Lily came at 38 weeks and 2 days! They’re due dates were 3 days apart, and she was born 3 days before J’s bday, so crazy!
Jackson’s birth story Here