Day 1. Mommy daughter time

I slept horrible my night in the hospital. I was so uncomfortable and just soar. I was happy to have Raeleigh there with me and really couldn't believe it was true. She was as cute as could be and is really good at keeping company.

I held her a lot so I could get use to that little baby body of hers. We tried feeding and it was a little challenging at times. I got dressed at 10am and was ready to go home. I just had to wait around so our doctors could release us. Finally the time came and we were ready to leave the hospital. For some reason this was extremely emotional for me and I cried almost the whole hour home. I just has so many emotions and new feelings going through me. Jerresha and I unloaded all of my stuff out of the car and I was so relieved to take a shower.

I got all cozy in my pj's and tried getting comfortable on the couch. I was so soar and in some pain so the comfort thing obviously took awhile. Our first day as mother and daughter was an amazingly touching day and I remember it clear as day!

I love her!

such a beautiful little girl.

Raeleigh makes her arrival.

I went to my regular routine check-up on Tuesday January 26th and had planned on begging my doctor to induce that very minute! I was getting bigger by the minute and honestly feeling so nasty and uncomfortable.


I went to my appointment by myself, which usually my sister was with me. I went in and weighed in...just 181!! No big deal right. We went in the the room did the blood pressure the whole sha-bang. When Renee walked in I could tell there was something going on. She took my blood pressure again which had become normal the last couple weeks...her eyes got a little big and she looked at my chart. She asked if I felt any different. I answered no because I really didn't.


She was a little worried about my blood pressure and sent me over to the hospital to be monitored for pre-eclampsia. I was there for about three hours and they finally told me I was okay but Renee would be calling me within the next few hours to set up an inducement to evict the little one. Needless to say at this point I was so excited and thrilled...I would know shortly when I would go to meet my daughter and to start a whole new chapter in my life.


Renee called a few hours later and told me to come to the hospital at 6pm the next night to get checked in and start the cervadil. I got there just at 6 and waited until almost 8 when they finally put me in a room. I got suited up in my "beautiful" blue gown and laid down on my bed. Shortly after I met my nurses and we began cervadil. I had to lay still for two hours for the medicine to kick in. At 11 I got a sandwhich for dinner and some water and then went to sleep for the night.


I though for sure I would get a good nights sleep being on ambien. No way...3:30am I woke up to some pretty terrible pains and tried walking around my room to distract myself from the pain. About 6:30 I had started to whimper just loud enough to wake my sister up. I asked her to go get me some McDonald's because I thought that might help. She returned and I couldn't even eat...I was in serious terrific pain. We called everyone to let them know the progress and I made sure my mom was on her way.


I finally had enough...I called for a nurse. She came in and asked what was wrong. I told her I was on cervadil and that I was very uncomfortable for quite sometime now. She checked me and I was at a 3-4. I was a little shocked by this since I was not even dilated when I got to the hospital. I tried to fight it out but about an hour later I asked for the epidural. I wanted to make sure I got it before my mom got there. The epidural was all a blur but by what I can remember it went by pretty fast and smooth.


I relaxed for a little while and just took it all in. I was going to be a mommy that day. My mom and my sister were there and they were comforting me. Dawn came down at one point and helped sooth me with a nice little foot massage (that I could feel, even with my epidural...yikes). Jamie came to help support me and even at one point my dad was there holding my hand. I wouldn't have asked for a better support team.


Finally the contractions had been enough and I started yelling a little bit that I needed to push. Nobody took me seriously so I started screaming it. Finally my nurse came in and I was indeed at a ten. When I heard this I started crying...it was here! Time to meet my daughter.


The nurse told me that the next time I felt a contraction to do a practice push. I did the first couple pushes and she was on the phone to Renee telling her to get up there. I pushed a few more times and then they told me to stop until Renee was there...as soon as I saw her I let it go. I pushed with all I had!! 3 pushes later out came this little life I had created. 6lbs 3oz. 19 inches born at 10:18am. Everyone was crying and saying how little she was. I yelled out, "Is it a girl, did anyone check?" So Renee flipped her over and she was a girl!! Yay!




Me and my beautiful little girl!