Better Late Than Never

The Lynn was 3 months old on Friday. I still can't believe it has already been 3 months since she arrived. I never posted how she arrived so its better late than never...right?

So, on Dec. 17th which was a Wed. I had a Dr. appt. I had to see the nurse practitioner because my Dr. was in delivery. I was very disappointed because I really wanted to discuss the possibilty of inducing so I could be home for Christmas. I was still just 2 cm. dialated and 80% effaced.I told the nurse practitioner that I hadnt been feeling the baby move very much so she hooked me up to the monitor. While we were waiting my Dr. came in. She looked at everything and felt like all was good. She was very confident that The Lynn would not come until after Christmas since her due date was Jan. 2nd. The only way she would induce me was if I would do an amnio which puts the baby at a slight risk and well a needle through my belly. So, we decided against that. I left very disappointed. I spent all day Thursday walking. I began contracting a little but nothing serious. Friday was Husbands last day at work before the holidays and I was determined that The Lynn would arrive before Christmas. Not to mention several people had been praying for her arrival to be on the 20th of Dec. I walked the entire length of my yard all Friday morning. Around 11:00 am I felt some contractions that were different than what I had been feeling. They continually were getting stronger. I called my Mom at 1:00 and she was on her way home from work so she came straight to the house to help with the girls. At 1:30 I called Husband at work and he was here in no time. We drove quickly to the hospital although my contrations had slowed down. On the way to the hospital a cop pulled up beside us and motioned for Husband to slow down. He rolled down the window to yell at to the cop that I was in labor and the cop quickly motioned us on. When we arrived my contractions had pretty much stopped and I was feeling really dumb for going to the hospital. We went anyway to find out that I was still 2cm dialated and 80% effaced. The nurse told me to walk around the hospital for an hour and then come back and she would check me again. When we came back I had dialated to 3 cm. So, we walked for another hour. Keep in mind this is all on the 3rd floor of the hospital (they wouldnt let me leave the maternity floor). This time I not only walked the floor but the stairs also. We came back and I was still the same (matter of fact my uterus had tilted backwards). I was feeling some pretty strong contractions so they hooked me up to the monitor for another 45min. The nurse came in and said she had talked to my Dr. (who was at the hospital delivering) and she felt like I could go home. I immediately burst into tears because I knew the baby was coming and I was afraid I would not get an epidural (I was not doing that again). The nurse went and got my WONDERFUL Dr. who came in and checked me and confirmed that yes I was about 5 cm dialated and was in labor. She assured me that I would be having a baby. She said lets get an epidural and I will break your water. When I got the epidural I felt an entire spot in my back go numb and then felt nothing else. No tingling in the legs, no coldness down my spine, nothing. The nurse assured me that it would begin working and was going to go ahead with the catheter. As soon as she began that process I just about jumped out of the bed because I could feel everything she was doing. My Dr. came in and proceeded to break my water which sent me into a tearful outburst. She knew that the epidural had not worked and quickly called the anestheologist back to do it again. Thank goodness the second one worked. As soon as the epidural began working my contractions stopped. At this point I was about 7 cm. dialated. My Dr. began pottosin (sp?) and within 30 min I was ready to push. The Lynn arrived at 12:24 am on Dec. 20th. My mom, stepdad, John, and Emily were all there when The Lynn arrived and I was so greatly relived that I would be home for Christmas with all my girls. God really took care of me and my baby that day. I learned once again that all things are possible with God.

I know this was a little long but it is something I wanted to document for The Lynn when she gets older. 3 months have gone by so quickly and it is still hard to belive that I have 3 kids. It is very difficult some days but The Lynn is such a breath of fresh air. When she smiles and coos at me it just melts my heart. She is growing so quickly and sometimes I wish she would just stay a baby. I will try to post some pics soon (I know Kelly, you are thinking yea right! But, I will really try to get them up this week.)