Sunday evening (March 4th) Logan and I went down to Blackfoot to his parent's house for dinner. While we were watching tv after, I had some cramping, but nothing to make me think "HEY! I MIGHT BE IN LABOR!". We left a little after 8 feeling exhausted (and I was still cramping). We got home and Logan went to bed and I decided to take a hot shower thinking I'd feel more relaxed after. As I was showering, I noticed the cramping was now combined with tightening and happening for a certain amount of time and stopping for a little. So, I got out and turned on the tv! Then decided, hmm... maybe I should be timing these. They were about 10 minutes apart and I figured there was no way I was in labor because I didn't feel like screaming and they weren't that close together. By midnight they were about 8 minutes apart. Then about 1 they were 5 minutes apart. But I was still skeptical because I didn't feel the need to scream or moan and groan and the last thing I wanted to do was go to the hospital and get sent home! So I waited and counted a few more and decided maybe I should wake Logan up and see what he says. Well... he looked at me and said, "Just lay down and try to go to sleep." So I tried, but still counted them, and realized I could not sit still to save my life. I told him I really think we better start to head (since the hospital we chose is atleast 30 minutes away). And started to finish packing my bag, all while he was still laying in bed wondering if this was for real I'm sure. :) We took our time getting out the door, hit every red light, and the contractions started to be 3 minutes apart.
We finally got to the hospital sometime after 2 a.m. and I was already 4 centimeters and 100%! I was so amazed because I thought for sure it would be way more painful! By the time the anesthesiologist got there I was 5 centimeters and just squeezing my face some. No screaming or crying or moaning and groaning! Where as with my twisted ovary just 4 weeks earlier I was doing all of those I think! Got the epidural and just kept progressing. Side note: the epidural definitely made my whole right arm go numb and I didn't notice it until I went to scratch my face and ended up punching myself. Such a weird feeling! Logan slept and I honestly don't know what I did for the next few hours. That morning he decided he was going to go get a burrito and was gone for what seemed like an eternity because I thought for sure he was gonna end up missing it or something. He got back though. And I was a 9. Then two seconds later a 10. Then the doctor came in. Said let's go. Asked Logan if he wanted to deliver. And we started! And I didn't feel a thing! And yes, Logan delivered her! The doctor stood back, was texting, and just told him what to do! It was so fun to watch him get to do that. I would definitely suggest it. Otherwise he would have been holding one of my legs, and what fun is that? So over all I had a really fun, enjoyable labor! I'm not sure why on movies and tv and everyone makes labor seem so horrible?? Pregnancy-sucked. Labor-fun! Emmy Louise was born at 10:45 a.m. on Monday, March 5th, 2012. 6 lbs 9 oz 20 1/2 inches long!
Logan caught this picture. I have no idea how because I have yet to see her make this face!! |
Heading home!! Look how teeny! |
While she was here we just played with Emmy and decided to take some newborn pics by ourself. Turns out they aren't the easiest thing to do! When we were positive she was sound asleep, we would lay her down and BAM she was straight awake. But even though in some of the pics she is screaming her head off... I think they are absolutely priceless.
Emmy is already such a character. She loves to be held, loves laying on our bed (with careful eyes watching), and the best of all-smiles allll the time. It makes it all worth it.
She is loved.