She's Here!!!
Our little girl finally decided that it was time to grace the world with her presence. And what an exciting little journey it has been for our family. Here's 2 update versions, short version and long.
Short Version:
Chloe Lynn Illguth
Born Friday, April 27, 2012 6:04 pm
7 lbs 10 oz (same as Owen)
20 1/4 inches long
All 4 of us are doing wonderful! Chloe is a good eater and sleeper. No complications or stresses for us to worry about.
Owen had a hard time at first when we brought his new sister home, but he's getting used to her now.
Bryan is amazing! He was a champ helping me at the hospital and took some time off of work to help me here at home. I love his guts.
I had a whirlwind delivery, but all went well. My recovery has been speedy and my spirits high. I love having a little girl!
Long Version:
Here's the full story for all who wish to know.
So all of Thursday night I was having very mild contractions, off and on. Didn't think much of them. Woke up Friday morning and let Bryan know that I didn't really sleep, and we just kinda shrugged them off. Then I had a playgroup lunch date that afternoon and my friends thought I was crazy for coming while I was still having contractions. But it gets even better. I still went and did my VT for the month with some more intense contractions! (Not doing that ever again.) But I was getting through them just fine so I just pushed passed them.
I called Bryan when I got home around 3 pm and let him know that I wasn't feeling so hot and to be prepared to come home. Called him about half an hour later and told him to come home when the contractions were about 4 minutes apart. I was finally feeling like these were real labor contractions that weren't going away. My Grandma and Grandpa Caffrey came over so I wasn't home alone with O. Plus my grandma was a nurse and she helped me breath through my contractions until Bryan came home. So nice.
We got to the hospital around 5 pm and finally got into a triage room at 5:15 pm (seemed like 2 hours.) I guess I looked as calm as a cucumber because the nurse was taking her merry time asking me all of these lame-o questions. When she finally checked me, her eyes got huge and she said, "How about an 8 or 9!" After that, my bed wheels were making sparks as they flew me down to labor and delivery. I got an epidural, and I am so glad that I did. But if I hadn't had Bryan there with me I would not have been able to get through it. While I was getting the epidural, I was already feeling the urge to push. A couple minutes and pushes later, we had a screaming, pink, healthy baby girl.
Even though everything was kinda rushed and a bit painful, I am so glad I got to do most of my laboring at home. Having a baby in 45 minutes at the hospital is definitely how I would want to do it again. It's been fun having another baby at home. O seems like a big kid now. But we feel so blessed that all went well and things are going smoothly. Now we'll have to see if I survive next week not having Bryan at home... :)
So all of Thursday night I was having very mild contractions, off and on. Didn't think much of them. Woke up Friday morning and let Bryan know that I didn't really sleep, and we just kinda shrugged them off. Then I had a playgroup lunch date that afternoon and my friends thought I was crazy for coming while I was still having contractions. But it gets even better. I still went and did my VT for the month with some more intense contractions! (Not doing that ever again.) But I was getting through them just fine so I just pushed passed them.
I called Bryan when I got home around 3 pm and let him know that I wasn't feeling so hot and to be prepared to come home. Called him about half an hour later and told him to come home when the contractions were about 4 minutes apart. I was finally feeling like these were real labor contractions that weren't going away. My Grandma and Grandpa Caffrey came over so I wasn't home alone with O. Plus my grandma was a nurse and she helped me breath through my contractions until Bryan came home. So nice.
We got to the hospital around 5 pm and finally got into a triage room at 5:15 pm (seemed like 2 hours.) I guess I looked as calm as a cucumber because the nurse was taking her merry time asking me all of these lame-o questions. When she finally checked me, her eyes got huge and she said, "How about an 8 or 9!" After that, my bed wheels were making sparks as they flew me down to labor and delivery. I got an epidural, and I am so glad that I did. But if I hadn't had Bryan there with me I would not have been able to get through it. While I was getting the epidural, I was already feeling the urge to push. A couple minutes and pushes later, we had a screaming, pink, healthy baby girl.
Even though everything was kinda rushed and a bit painful, I am so glad I got to do most of my laboring at home. Having a baby in 45 minutes at the hospital is definitely how I would want to do it again. It's been fun having another baby at home. O seems like a big kid now. But we feel so blessed that all went well and things are going smoothly. Now we'll have to see if I survive next week not having Bryan at home... :)
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| Coming Home!!! |
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| Nettie made it to the delivery.... barely. |
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| Relief |
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| Not so interested. He would rather have my balloon. |
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| Chillin' with Grams. |
Kara she is so darling!! I want to meet her. I can't believe you were an 8 or 9 by the time you got to the hospital. I was a 6 or 7 and thought that was crazy enough! So excited and happy for you. :)
ReplyDeleteShe is beautiful! She looks just like Bryan. So glad all is well, your such a cute mama!
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