She's here and she is perfect! Emmy Ruth arrived at 3:58 p.m. on Tuesday the 13th at 7 pounds 2 ounces, 19.75 inches long.
Tuesday morning around one, I got up so sick. I was up all night sick and finally called the doctor at 4am. They said since I could not even keep water down, it was probably a virus and not labor. I had my doctor appointment at 840am anyway for the biophysical profile so we just held out until then to get there. I called the office and told them that I was so sick anyway and that I would not be in regardless of when they were going to induce labor. About 8, on the way to the doctor's office, I started having contractions about 2-3 minutes apart. When we got there, I told the receptionist I was either in labor or had salmonella and they sent me back for the ultrasound. Because I didn't have any water in my bladder, she really had to push on my belly for images and I told her I was going to puke on her so she said, "oh you might be in labor"--amazing of her to pick up on that--and sent me to have the doctor check me out. I was in fact in labor and 2 to 3 cm dilated and we went off to the hospital. Thankfully, the hospital and the doctor's office are in the same medical complex or John might have possibly run over small animals. I reminded him that we stop at stop signs as he plowed over the first run of speed bumps past the first stop sign. I got in to the hospital and as they checked me in, John went to get the bags from the car.
My contractions were getting worse but this stomach virus was really getting me. I kept telling the nurses I was going to be sick and they didn't believe me... they do now! The nurse gave me the little spit thing to throw up in but after I filled that and the rest of the bed, they realized that I was really kind of sickly. The anesthesiologist came in to do the epidural and said that because my white count was so high, they could not do it. John and I looked at each other and almost burst in to tears. They did give me a shot and ultimately did the epidural. Thank goodness! I must have had the best one ever because I never felt anything else. Turns out, I was so dehydrated that her little heart rate kept going up which caused my labor to kick into gear. Daddy got there, Natalie and Tara were there and John of course, and I really had a pretty quick labor. At 3, they said they were for me to start pushing and she arrived at 358pm. John and Tara were there--Tara cut the cord! It was so amazing. Of course, I never knew what to really expect but this was so amazing--I never thought it would be so great. The epidural was amazing so I never hurt after it was in--in fact when the doctor said that the next contraction would be the one that delivered her, I was looking at John laughing "can you believe this is really happening??" It was nuts! So, she gets here and they take her over to the side to get her fixed up and ready for her debut. It took forever to finally have them give her to us. Tara went out to the waiting room to tell Daddy and everyone that she was here and we were okay.
John managed to get the stomach virus I had on Thursday. We came home around 11 and he was so very sick, bless his heart. He was so upset an already missed Emmy. He is so smitten with her and cannot stand to not be with her. He is so funny and I never imagined he would be this way with her.
OH, you would love her! She's so tiny and so precious. I already cannot remember what it was like to not have this little thing attached to my shoulder. She is so funny. Every now and then, she will pump her little fist in the air and just leave it there like she is really cheering for something. John says it is like she is at a Skynard show or something. She has the funniest little faces and looks so much like her daddy. You would absolutely be delighted with her. She makes us giggle constantly. I am trying to take video of her since she has changed so much in just a week.
I am so very happy. More,
Tuesday morning around one, I got up so sick. I was up all night sick and finally called the doctor at 4am. They said since I could not even keep water down, it was probably a virus and not labor. I had my doctor appointment at 840am anyway for the biophysical profile so we just held out until then to get there. I called the office and told them that I was so sick anyway and that I would not be in regardless of when they were going to induce labor. About 8, on the way to the doctor's office, I started having contractions about 2-3 minutes apart. When we got there, I told the receptionist I was either in labor or had salmonella and they sent me back for the ultrasound. Because I didn't have any water in my bladder, she really had to push on my belly for images and I told her I was going to puke on her so she said, "oh you might be in labor"--amazing of her to pick up on that--and sent me to have the doctor check me out. I was in fact in labor and 2 to 3 cm dilated and we went off to the hospital. Thankfully, the hospital and the doctor's office are in the same medical complex or John might have possibly run over small animals. I reminded him that we stop at stop signs as he plowed over the first run of speed bumps past the first stop sign. I got in to the hospital and as they checked me in, John went to get the bags from the car.
My contractions were getting worse but this stomach virus was really getting me. I kept telling the nurses I was going to be sick and they didn't believe me... they do now! The nurse gave me the little spit thing to throw up in but after I filled that and the rest of the bed, they realized that I was really kind of sickly. The anesthesiologist came in to do the epidural and said that because my white count was so high, they could not do it. John and I looked at each other and almost burst in to tears. They did give me a shot and ultimately did the epidural. Thank goodness! I must have had the best one ever because I never felt anything else. Turns out, I was so dehydrated that her little heart rate kept going up which caused my labor to kick into gear. Daddy got there, Natalie and Tara were there and John of course, and I really had a pretty quick labor. At 3, they said they were for me to start pushing and she arrived at 358pm. John and Tara were there--Tara cut the cord! It was so amazing. Of course, I never knew what to really expect but this was so amazing--I never thought it would be so great. The epidural was amazing so I never hurt after it was in--in fact when the doctor said that the next contraction would be the one that delivered her, I was looking at John laughing "can you believe this is really happening??" It was nuts! So, she gets here and they take her over to the side to get her fixed up and ready for her debut. It took forever to finally have them give her to us. Tara went out to the waiting room to tell Daddy and everyone that she was here and we were okay.
John managed to get the stomach virus I had on Thursday. We came home around 11 and he was so very sick, bless his heart. He was so upset an already missed Emmy. He is so smitten with her and cannot stand to not be with her. He is so funny and I never imagined he would be this way with her.
OH, you would love her! She's so tiny and so precious. I already cannot remember what it was like to not have this little thing attached to my shoulder. She is so funny. Every now and then, she will pump her little fist in the air and just leave it there like she is really cheering for something. John says it is like she is at a Skynard show or something. She has the funniest little faces and looks so much like her daddy. You would absolutely be delighted with her. She makes us giggle constantly. I am trying to take video of her since she has changed so much in just a week.
I am so very happy. More,
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