But as the day got closer I was hopeful that I was going to have this little baby early. I was already dilated to a 3 and 70 percent effaced almost a month before her due date. So I made a great plan. I was going to be induced on the 27th of August (a Friday) then I could be home from the hospital on Sunday and be ready for a Baptism on the following Saturday. The problem was I couldn't get my doctor to buy into the plan. I just didn't fit into his plan until Wednesday the 1st of Sept. But of coarse this didn't work for me. This would put me home from the hospital on Friday night them getting up the next morning for a baptism. But I was still hopeful my plan would work.
Then the 27th came and went without my Doctor buying into my plan. I was devastate and going into a panic. How could I make this work, how was I going to make this baptism work, how was i gong to make matayia's day go well and be a good mom? So i started asking around and doing whatever I could to start labor. Everyone has something they just swear will start labor. But of coarse none of those really work for me. As I was driving from store to store to find some crazy holistic oil to rub on my pressure points I began to cry. My plan was slipping away. Right then I knew this run around was crazy. I knew I need to go home and pray to my Heavenly Father for help. So that was what I did.
I told Him I really wanted to have this baby today or tomorrow, but that I also wanted to have a healthy baby and I wanted to be healthy too. So if this could not happen I could be OK with that, but that I needed to know that on Saturday morning I could get out of bed and go to a baptism and feel good. I wanted so bad to be a good mom for Matayia that day and all I was asking for was a couple of hours of feeling good so that I could do that. After I was done praying I thought "O great now I said it I really have to be OK with however this plays out and trust in God." (sometimes I lack a little faith) I went to church the next day and listened to everyone say "you are still here" until I finally broke down to one of my friends. She was advising me to go and try to talk to my Doctor on Monday. I told her about my prayer and that I was trying to trust that Heavenly Father was going to do what was best for me and my baby. She then told me that Heavenly Father also wants us to do our part and their was nothing wrong with me going to talk to my Doctor on what my options were.
So Monday morning i called the doctor office asking to see my doctor to discuss if I could have this baby or if I could make it through another week. I felt like I was more dilated and was getting a little uncomfortable. (a nerve in my leg was bothering me) The nurse said my Doc was not in, and that I could go over to the hospital and they would check me there, but that they would probably send me home because I was not in labor. So I decided to risk the embarrassment of being sent home, just to take the chance they would let me stay. So we headed to the hospital, my bag was packed but of coarse I left it in the car. When we got there the nurses kinda rolled their eyes at this crazy mother who was there wanting to get checked though not in labor. But when the nurse checked me she was shocked to find me dilated to a 5 almost a 6 with what she called a bulging (almost ready to pop) bag. She was surprised I wasn't in labor, and though she could not promise, assumed they would not send me home in that condition. She asked "do you want to have this baby today?" and of coarse I replied "yes" and as easy as that I was admitted (partly because i was streph B positive meaning I needed 3 hours of an antibiotic before having a baby)
And so the waiting began, I was put on a antibiotic for three hours before they would break my water or give me any pit. About 5:00 the doctor came in and broke my water, I got my epidural (though I wasn't in pain yet) and they started a little pit. I soon began to "wig out" Greg says. I had one good epidural the only problem was it didn't stop at my legs it traveled up to my head. My whole body felt numb. Greg says I kept saying my head is weird my head is weird. And maybe I was starting to panic a little. (i don't love drugs) And then the baby's heart rate dropped to 42. And the nurses came rushing in. Next thing I remember is hearing the nurse call fro help over the intercom. The inserted a heart rate monitor in the baby's head. I don't remember this nor did I even feel this. I was still complaining of a weird head and trying to gain some control of my shaking body. The heart rate came back up and the advised us if that happened again we would be going into a C section. I then insisted they turn off my epidural. I was still feeling crazy. So they did for about 40 minutes until I regained a little feeling. And then it was time to push. Just a couple of pushes and we had a new little girl.
Though I remember her being the dirtiest of my little baby's she didn't really cry either. So she was taken down to the nursery to be looked at because she was having a hard time breathing. Greg left with her. After the Doctor left they had to call him back because I started to bleed alot. After he came back they gave me a treatment to control my bleeding and it seemed to work but I had to stay in labor and delivery a little longer to make sure it was under control. A couple of hours later they brought my clean, breathing baby back to me.
Matayia and Kaitlyn were there by then and they were so excited to see their new little sister. As usual while in labor I got the pukes. I was hoping to be done puking by the time my kids got there, but no luck. Matayia seemed to be really bothered by this and wanted to leave the room. Kaitlyn just stood and looked at me in amazement.
It took us a couple of days to agree on a name for our new little addition. We thought at first we would name her Skylee, but it just didn't seem to fit though we wanted it to. We had a small list of names and it seemed that the whole family seemed to have an opinion. Even Kaitlyn seemed to care. So we all listed our top three names and took the top 3 with the most votes which was. Avery, Maylee, and Skylee. Greg and Matayia narrowed it down to Avery and Maylee. (Kaitlyn had lost interest at this point) And then I got to make the final pick, and I picked Avery.
While in the hospital Avery seemed to be a good baby. Sleeping alot, she doesn't really cry much, but she is a little grunter. I think she sounds like Yoda. The girls kept asking when she was going to open her eyes. And it did seem that she didn't open them very often and when she did she often just opened one at a time, which they thought was really funny. All went well in the hospital and we headed home on Wednesday. The girls were so excited to bring their new little sister home.
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It's so important to write the story down... I didn't with McKay and Carter and sooo wish I would have. She is beautiful! I'm so happy for you and your beautiful family! We love you!
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