...And Then There Were Three...

Our Lilly has come!... I'll tell you how she got here...

At about 1:30 in the morning I woke up with some pretty strong contractions. I woke Steve up and told him that I was sure I was in labor, but that he should go back to sleep because I didn't want him to be tired. I left the room and got VERY anxious. I could only make it about a ten minutes without him before I had to go wake him up again. We hung out, watched tv, went for a walk (yeah... at 3 in the morning) and finally decided that my contractions were strong enough to go to the hospital at around 5:30.

We arrived at the hospital and found that I was dilated to 4 cm and 80% effaced, I labored there for an hour so that they could see if I was in real labor. When they came back an hour later I was still at 4 cm, but 85% effaced. They said that even though they were very sure they would see me later in the day, they had to send me home. So we left... but just a little bit relieved... it was much easier to labor at home!

As soon as we got home my contractions started getting more and more intense! I tried everything! It seemed like nothing REALLY worked, but there were a few things that helped just a little. I sat in a warm bath for a while, but that was a BAD idea because I started sweating and got a little dehydrated and faint. Pretty much after that, the only thing that helped was pacing, and lower back massage... at the same time. Poor Steve had to follow me around the tiny apartment like a choo choo train! I hate to say it but I got pretty snippy at him if he didn't hook on fast enough... but I apologized! Finally at around 11:30 I decided that we were going to the hospital for 1 of two reasons... 1) I had made significant progress and was ready to be admitted... or 2) I was going to get some pain medication. So, we packed up and got ready for the drive.

When we arrived at the hospital, they checked me and I had only progressed to 5 cm and 90% effaced.

I was tired because I had been up all morning pacing, so I agreed to an epidural, even though I originally didn't want one. I didn't recieve the epidural till about 12:30 pm ish, and although I was disappointed that I needed one at the time, and really wasn't happy with the fact that I couldn't feel anything...I'm ETERNALLY grateful for the that epidural right now!

The nurse had just finished getting everything settled from getting the epidural in when the babies heart rate dropped considerably. That was the scariest moment of our lives. The threw me on an oxygen mask and started flipping me from position to position, but it didn't seem to help. The nurses were flipping out and I could tell that Steve was scared out of his mind. Finally one nurse decided to check where I was, probably because they were contemplating an emergency c-section, and she found me fully dilated, and completely ready to have a baby, which can make the heart rate decelerate especially when the water wasn't broken yet. They called the doctor and he said he was on his way to come break my water and then we would see where we are. Right as he was walking in the door, my water burst and I was ready to push. I pushed about 5 times, and with the help of forceps, and a few other things that would have been absolute TORTURE had I not had an epidural....

Lillian Elizabeth Stott was born into the world at approximately 1:30 PM on September 30,2008. The tiny little girl weighed 6 lbs. 2 oz and was 19.5 inches long.

She has the most beautiful cry in the world.

She had some fluid left over in her lungs, so she was wisked away to the nursery right away to get her breathing normal... and she was also at risk for an infection which they are testing her for right this minute. (If not, I probably wouldn't be writing this right now... I would be looking into the eyes of my sweet baby girl!) Steve and I have had like, a total of 10 minutes with her since she was born, but we will see her soon.

I cannot tell you what it is like to see your child for the first time. Before she was born, Steve and I felt like we knew her, and now that she is here, it's like we've been friends for a very long time. She is such a sweet spirit, and I can't wait till I can hold her in my arms again. Steve and I hope to see everyone soon, and we'll post some better pictures of her as soon as we can.

When's it MY turn?

So here is just a little update for those of you who haven't heard from me in a while. By the way... I'm sorry about that. I just feel bad cause I don't have ANYTHING exciting to report! I'm am now 38 1/2 weeks. The hope that she would come early is slowly fading... and I'm just hoping that she won't be over due! I went into the doctor on Wednesday to see if I had progressed at all... and the doctor I was supposed to see was out at another delivery. So I saw the midwife that helps out at the office. I used to really like this lady, she's the one who checked me last time. She spent about 2 seconds in the room with me... and pretty much just decided that she didn't care to check my progress. She couldn't give me a number that I was dilated to. The only thing she said is that I had progressed. That's it. So I was pretty frustrated as I walked out of my room, when the nurse caught me to tell me that the midwife ordered a non stress test for me... for ABSOLUTELY NO REASON!! So I had to go sit at the hospital for another couple hours while they check the babies heart rate, which was perfect anyway! It was all very frustrating. Especially because I'm getting so antsy to meet my daughter. I left my job a couple weeks ago, so I've been sitting at home, cleaning the babies room, reading, and just waiting. I've been watching "A Baby Story" and without fail I cry everytime the mommy and daddy get their baby. And I just can't help but think... When is it going to be MY turn to get our baby? We are SO ready for Lilly to come home to us! It's seriously killing us to wait any longer! I know this may sound weird, but it feels like we already know her... like we are just waiting for her to come home... like we miss her! Anyway... I know this is ridiculous because I haven't even reached my due date yet, but Steve and I are just VERY ready to bring our baby into this world. BLAH!!

36 weeks...

Baby?!?...... No baby...... Yet

So just a quick update... no baby. Wednesday night when I got home from dance, I started feeling contractions, but in my head they didn't seem hard enough or consistant enough to be real labor, so I pretty much just ignored them. Steve and I started getting ready for the baby to come, since we are pretty sure she will come soon, so we went out to the stores to shop for some essentials that we hadn't bought yet. While we were shopping I told Steve we were going to play a game.. Everytime I started having a contraction, I would tell Steve, and he would look at the clock. He would calculate how far apart the contractions were, and then NOT tell me, cause I didn't really want to know. So I started with the first one, and then I told him when the second one came around. True to his word, he didn't tell me how long it was in between the contractions. Until I beat it out of him.... I really did want to know. 8 minutes. Ok... so even if these were consistant, it wasn't enough to rush to the hospital or anything... so I got distracted. We kept shopping and then I felt another one come on and I told him. He looked at his phone and looked up at me with surprise... 8 minutes. And every contraction after that was consistantly 8 minutes apart....for the next 3 hours. Come on people!!! IS THIS NOT LABOR?!?! I guess not... cause after those exciting 3 hours, I still had contractions but they were ridiculously random, for about 2 hours, and then they just went away. I have woken up the next two mornings with MAJOR pressure, and a few contractions that last ALL DAY... but nothing as exciting. So we are still just waiting... and waiting... and waiting.

Baby?!?!

Hey... HOLY COW it's been a long time since I've blogged... I'll go through really soon and fill everyone in on what's been going on with Steve and I... complete with pictures and everything... But until then, I thought I would share the exciting news. I went to the doctors office today and they told me 1)If the baby were to be born now, she would be perfectly healthy and happy... no worries about being premie, and then they told me 2) The baby has dropped into position, and I've already dilated to 2 cm. She said that I could go into active labor at any time... it could take anywhere from a day to a month...

Now, since I found this out, I don't know if this is all in my head or not, but I've been getting contractions all evening, and they feel like they are getting worse... so I'm a little anxious. We just keep telling ourselves that when the baby REALLY decides to come, we'll know it for sure. Anyway... We'll keep you posted!