Monday, December 21, 2015

Dear Nora, Here's your story...

Friday December 11th...your due date arrived.  Daddy and I went to an ultrasound to check on you.  We found out that it was looking like you would be a big baby and mommy had too much fluid so we were told I would be induced that night.  My hands wouldn't stop shaking.  The day finally was here.  I knew that before long I would meet you.  Obviously I knew this day would come, but now that it was here I suddenly felt unprepared.

At 6:00pm we checked into the room where you would enter the world.  After what felt like millions of questions we finally got the process started at 8:20.  It did't take long.  At 8:40 I started to feel contractions.  Unfortunately the contractions took off like crazy and mommy couldn't catch a breath so we stopped that medicine.  In order to try to get a little sleep the kind nurses gave me morphine and some sleepy pills.  Sweet relief.  Although I still couldn't sleep, I was at least relaxed.

In the morning it was decided that we would try that same medicine again.  Just like before, it sent mommy over the edge with contractions that had no break so the medicine was stopped but the contractions did not.  Finally around lunch time mommy's favorite word was said...EPIDURAL.  The anesthesiologist was the nicest guy mommy has every met besides your daddy. Quickly the pain was gone and pitocin was started.  You must have really liked your cozy home inside me because you really didn't want to come.

Around dinner time mommy was finally at 5cm...progress!  Daddy decided this would be a good time to go grab some dinner and snacks.  Shortly after daddy left mommy was at 6cm.  Over half way there!  An hour later I started to feel a little funny and called in the nurse.  She checked again and said it was time to call the doctor and I should calmly call daddy and make sure he comes back to the hospital asap.  Luckily daddy was parking the car and walked in the door just in time.

At 9:48pm you made your arrival. All 8 lbs and 1 oz of you.  You came out screaming and searching for food.  Daddy cut your cord and then mommy snuggled you in close, amazed that you were ours.

Today you are 8 days old.  When you are sleeping across the room...I miss you.  When you sneeze I think you are the cutest thing ever.  When you get the hiccups I feel bad because your whole body shakes.  When you keep me up all night I look at you and realize I can't even be upset because you are so dang adorable.  I love you so much pumpkin and am so lucky to be called your mama. Your story is beautiful because it's yours and only yours!

Friday, December 11, 2015

My 40 Week note...

Dear Sweetheart,

You have officially been with me for 40 weeks now.  I asked your daddy the other night how you would instantly know I was your mama upon arriving and he quickly reminded me that if you've lived inside of me for this long, you should know.  I know you'll instantly know your daddy's voice too.  He was telling you the other morning that your mama was done and you needed to come out and then you immediately kicked his hand...guess you were telling him no.

I want to meet you and hold you in my arms so badly.  I heard about another mama though that lost her baby after a month because he was born too early.  I'm trying to remind myself there is a reason you want to still be tucked up inside. I also think about how much easier it is to keep you safe inside me than it will be once you enter this world.  And if you're anything like your mama, you know it's much warmer in there than this crazy place with "Minnesota winters" we're making you live in.

Today Daddy and I get to see you inside me again just to make sure you're still okay.  It reminds me of the first time we got to see you moving all around and found out that you were a sweet little girl.  From that moment you already had yourself wrapped around daddy's finger.  I am excited to see if we will be able to tell who you might look like when you come!

So basically baby girl we really want you here but we also want you to be safe and healthy.  We are all so excited to meet you and hold you and give you an excessive amount of kisses!  I think I know 17 third graders that are dying to see you too! Feel free to come the second you are ready!

Love you baby girl!

Your Mama