Hello everyone!! Well I have to say that I am the worst blogger ever.. Kennedy came and I was completely consumed and didn't want to do anything but love on that little girl. But here we are almost 12 weeks past and I thought I should finally write her story...
I didn't make it to my 40 week bump date. After posting on July 3 for the 39 weeks and scheduling my induction for July 10 (I was really hoping for a 7.10.17 birthday), Kennedy decided to come early! On the 4th of July, my sister-in-law had a pool party/BBQ and my big belly and I delightfully floated in that pool, ate hot dogs and brownies, and had a great time. That night, I was craving pizza again (surprise), so we ordered Pizza Hut around 9:00. I took a nice long shower, hung out with Sean and my family (mommy and Jasmine were in town already), and then decided to go to bed around 11:00 even though I really wanted to stay up and eat that 4th slice of pizza.
I woke up at 3:30AM with a definite contraction. I thought I had had small contractions before, but after feeling that one, knew that I hadn't had an actual contraction until that moment. Here's where we get to the TMI part, so skip to the next paragraph if you're not interested... Usually when I get up 15 times in the middle of the night to pee, I don't even turn on the light. But this particular time, for some reason I did. And when I looked into the toilet, there was a little bit of blood. Now blood anytime you're pregnant is not a good sign, so I grabbed my phone and started googling. I hadn't had another contraction, so I kept going back and forth about waking Sean up and going to the hospital. But after about 10 minutes, I decided we should probably go just to be safe. However I figured I was probably good for another 15 minutes, so I straightened my hair and put mascara and BB cream on. :)
At 4:15, I went to Sean and tickled his arm to wake him as gently as I could. When he woke up, I told him I thought we should go to the hospital to get checked out. He didn't freak out or fly out of bed, but calmly changed his clothes, brushed his teeth, and we were on our way. We didn't even take our hospital bags. (In the meantime, I woke my mom to tell her we were going, but not to worry. We'd let her know as soon as we got there and got checked).
At 4:30 we arrived at the hospital, went up to Labor & Delivery and got me changed and into a bed. I told them what was going on and they decided to monitor me for a bit. At this point, I only had 2 contractions (since 3:30) and was 3.5 cm dilated. Between 5:00-7:00, I don't really remember what was going on. I don't remember if I had contractions, but I was slowly dilating. I even text my boss and told her that I was going to be late coming in, but pretty sure I'd be leaving the hospital at some point. Then 9:00 rolls around and I'm definitely having contractions and was at a 5, so they were going to admit me. At this point, I still wasn't sure I was going to have the baby, but at 10:00 when all of the paperwork comes in, the IV gets hooked up, and my contractions become excruciating, I ask "So we're doing this today?" Dr. C broke my water and my epidural came at 11:30 (wow was that an amazing invention). When people described labor pains, I didn't expect them to be the contractions. Those seriously hurt! I tried walking around but could only make it a few steps before bending over in pain and needing Sean to hold me up. Luckily, I only labored on my own for like 4 hours before the epidural. Throughout lunch time, I progressed pretty quickly and by 2:00 was at 10 cm. They had me labor her down for another hour and kept turning me and re-positioning my legs. Around 3:00, I started pushing. Both Sean and my mom were in the room with me, each holding a leg. I guess 45 minutes or so went by and she still didn't break through so they asked if I wanted to bring a mirror in and see her come out. My immediate response was NO! but when they said it might help if I could see the progress, I said ok. And it was actually incredible seeing her. It gave me a new sense of determination knowing that she was right there and so close. At 4:07 PM, I gave it one last go and she came out.
Sean was going to make a game time decision on whether to cut the umbilical cord and if he couldn't do it, then my mom would (Sean doesn't like "gross" stuff). But unfortunately her cord was wrapped around her neck and Dr. C had to cut it as soon as she came out. It all happened so fast, but as that final push took place, the nurses took the mirror away, I saw the nervous look my mom had, and blood splattered Dr. C's face as she cut the cord away. Because of that, they immediately took her, made sure she was breathing, and cleaned her up before I got to hold her. I wanted so badly to do skin to skin and feed her before they wrapped her up, but sadly that did not happen. They brought her to me 5-10 minutes after she was born. I can't even describe that feeling of finally seeing her face, holding her in my arms, and loving her so completely. It is nothing like I've ever felt before and I was completely consumed. Sean was right there by my side and we both cried looking at this amazing little girl that we created together. I wish I could bottle up that feeling and relive it every single day because it definitely goes by way too quickly.
I only got to hold her for 30 minutes before they took her away. Her breathing was a lot faster than what they were comfortable with and they wanted to monitor her in the nursery. I'm not sure if that was from the umbilical cord, being in the birth canal for so long, or what. But it was the longest hour and a half of my life! All I kept thinking was, someone please be with her. Sean and my mom kept asking how I was doing, but I just kept sending them away so Kennedy wasn't alone. I did tell Jasmine to take pictures and bring them back so I could study her face. I didn't get to have her for very long and I was so groggy from the epidural, that I hadn't memorized her features! Jasmine brought me the most incredible picture of Sean looking so in love at her through the window and my heart burst. Finally, her breathing calmed and she came back to me. I got to feed her and snuggle her. The rest of the night was a blur as family came to meet her and we got set up in our recovery room. I finally got to eat something and drink some water, but all I wanted to do was look at her sweet face and not let her go.
All in all, I think my labor went pretty smoothly. Everything happened in less than 12 hours, Sean was the most amazing support, and we had a perfect little girl. I feel so lucky for these blessings. And I without a doubt, know that Kennedy is the one God saved for me. Everything we went through became crystal clear when I saw her face. I fall more in love with both Sean and Kennedy every single day. Just when I think I can't possibly love them any more, my heart gets bigger and bigger and I am so overwhelmed with joy.
Thank you all for coming on this journey with me. I could not ask for better support from the friends and family surrounding me. Bringing Kennedy into this world is the most incredible thing I've ever done and I praise the Lord for getting to have this wonderful life.