One Week Old Today
Okay so where to begin with the whirlwind that has been our lives this past week!! As you all can see, our beautiful baby girl was born on July 3rd and she is absolutely perfect. (but we all already knew that she was going to beJ)
Since moving to Georgia, at my last couple of doctor
appointments my blood pressure had been on a rise. It went from the top number
being in the 120’s, then the next appointment in the low 130’s, and then the
next in the high 130’s. Just a steady rise. I also noticed that I was really
retaining water. I have had people tell me how lucky I am that I don’t just
retain water and swell in my hands and feet. Apparently when I swell it is
moderate all over. I felt like even my shoulders, forearms, and back showed
signs of being puffy. My feet had its moments of swelling but nothing too traumatic.
Last Tuesday Chris and I went in for a normal doctor check.
She took my blood pressure and it was around 147/98. She then told Chris and I
some scary news. She said that my urine showed levels of protein that were off
the charts, and with the combined high blood pressure, I needed to be admitted
into the hospital as soon as my appointment was over. She was putting me on a
24 hour hospital watch where they monitored my protein levels, blood pressure,
and Elizabeth’s heartbeat. She also explained that I was showing signs of
preeclampsia and could possibly need to be rushed for a C-section.
My eyes immediately started watering, and I know Chris’s did
too, it was scary news for us. I started thinking about how we weren’t ready.
We had just had our shower, her room wasn’t finished, I didn’t have her
hospital bag packed, shoot I didn’t have my hospital bag all the way packed! I
hadn’t stocked the fridge with freezer meals and the house was dirty.
We were allowed to make a quick dash home to pack a bag and
then were ordered to return to the hospital as soon as possible. We both called
our mom’s and they went into over drive for us. I can not express how much they
helped us out those days in the hospital. They brought clean clothes, shampoo,
food, and even made a big target run with gift cards and a list of things we
felt like we still needed for her arrival that we hadn’t got yet.
The 24 hour watch at the hospital was filled with a very
sleepless night. I have never been admitted to the hospital to stay the night,
with monitors all strapped to my stomach, and nurses coming in and out to take
my blood pressure. Finally the 24 hour watch results came in and a doctor came
in to tell us the results. He said that I had moderate to severe preeclampsia.
My urine showed signs that my kidneys weren’t working properly and could be on
their way to shutting down. He said even though I feel fine, that I was sick,
and the only way to heal me was to get her out. Lucky for us, he said I was
golden because I was only a few days from being 37 weeks, and Elizabeth
wouldn’t be too much premature.
They moved me to a labor and delivery room and started
medicine to induce labor. If the medicine didn’t work or if my vitals worsened I
was to be rushed in for a C-section. It took them 5 times to get my IV in one
of my arms. Let me just tell you, whoever said that getting an IV didn’t hurt has
never had 3 nurses all poking you with your blood vessels blowing each time.
At 9:30am the next morning they started Pitocin, which is
medicine used to induce labor. That morning I was 2 cm dilated, around noon I
was 4 cm, at 1:00 I got the epidural, around 4:00 I was 7 cm dilated and they
broke my water, and around 5:00 I was fully dilated and ready to push. I only
had to push from 5:30 to 6:07 and our sweet girl was born.
In all I was in labor for 8 ½ hours.
As far as labor goes, it was the scariest thing either one
of us have ever experienced. My epidural worked immediately and I just have to
praise whoever invited that medicine!
(this was me about 10 minutes after my epidural. so much happier!!)
When Elizabeth was born she was almost rushed to the NICU
due to her respiratory rate. The doctors and nurses were all taking and worried
about how she was more humming than crying. Poor thing finally settled down and
got all the gunk out of her lungs and she was fine.
Finally we got to all clear to allow our families in to
visit and it was an incredible moment getting to show her off to everyone!
On Saturday night we both got the all clear to be discharged.
I bawled my eyes out in the car all the way home. My leaving the hospital
clothes were the same shirt and shorts I was wearing when I was admitted. It
had been a long 5 days and 4 nights spent at the hospital. I was so tired of
both Elizabeth and me being poked and checked, and so relieved to be getting
out of Dodge.
I know this had been long, and filled with probably too many
details, but I just started writing and it all flowed out. Being home with our
tiny girl is the biggest blessing either one of us will ever receive. All those
old sayings of how you don’t know what love is until you hold your child for
the first time are all true. She has all of us, especially her Daddy, wrapped
around her little finger.
It may sound cliché but I have known my entire life that I was
meant to be a mother. Every decision has been on how I could best be one. I
worked at a daycare to be with the children and babies, I went to college to be
a teacher because I think it is the best job to have and be a mother with, even
one of the main reasons I married Chris was because I saw qualities in him that
I wanted my own children to have.
Now that I am a mother, I am determine to live out my calling
to the best that I possibly can, smothered her in love, and raise her to the
best of my ability to be Christ following adult.