A Birthday on the Horizon!

This Friday my baby will be 3!  Can you believe it?!?!?! THREE!!!!!  Each year around my ladies birthdays, my mind starts to wonder back to the day I actually had them.  I guess partly because I LOVED the feeling I had on those days, but also, I'm afraid I will forget.  I know you are thinking... how could you ever forget, but I'm afraid I will.  Sometimes I will go back on the computer and look at pictures from those days just to be filled with happiness and the joy I felt on those three days.  The feelings of excitement, worry, love, and worry and worry and worry.  :)

So......let's rewind to 2010.... Picture this...... (hahaha) It's August 30th....I was already feeling overdue because our two other daughters were born at 37 weeks and I was pushing 39. I've just woken up on the couch because that's where I slept for about 1/2 of my pregnancy because the bed was just not comfy at all.  I shower and get ready for school.  I go downstairs and am getting breakfast ready for our oldest and myself.  I'm standing at the pantry when... WHEW... I was stopped in my tracks by a crazy contraction.  Now, I had had my fair share of contractions, but nothing to write home about. And in that moment I knew we were going to have a baby by the end of the day.  I did what ever good mom would do.  Got my girls up, dressed, teeth brushed and out the door to start our day.  I took our middle to the sitter, drove to school, had my oldest eat a little breakfast, took her down to the preschool room and told the office and principal that I was not staying because I was pretty sure the baby was coming today.  Now I know what you are thinking, didn't you want to have the baby at school?!?! The answer was...um,  no.  :) 

On my way home, I decided to call the OB's office.  I had an appointment already scheduled for 4:30 p.m., but I thought maybe, just maybe they could see me earlier and we'd be on the road to a baby.  Well.... they put me on with the nurse.  UGH!  She said, "how far apart are the contractions?" I said, "I don't know, I haven't had time to time them because I was getting my girls ready for school/sitter, driving/etc. etc."
nurse "We don't want to stop anything that's been started"
Me "This is my third baby, I know that I'm going to have this baby today."
nurse "We will see you at 4:30"
Me (in my head) "I hope I have this baby at home to show you I knew I was in labor"

I called my hubby and of course my mom in tears.  Then, went home.... watched something, had pizza rolls for lunch and then fell asleep on the couch for a little while.  My hubby came home and we went to the appt. at 4:30. 
The doctor was like... "How many contractions have you been having?"
Me "Well... I've had about 5 just sitting in your waiting room."
Doctor while checking me out down there said, "You're going to the hospital.  You're 5 cm." 
Me "I TOLD THE NURSE THAT THIS MORNING AND SHE.... blah, blah, blah"

So OF COURSE I already had the bag with me because I KNEW we were headed there.  Mama knows best, right?  By the time we got there the contractions were...... taking my breath away.  :)
We went through the whole check in process, check me process again, and we were escorted to our lovely room where we would spend the next few hours.  Of course, I asked for the epidural.  I know people are against this, but don't judge.  I have a pretty HIGH tolerance of pain, but labor pain is like no other pain.  When that cart came in I swear I saw angel wings on that lady.  :)  By the time I had the epidural, I was 6cm and continued progressing nicely.  My water was still intact which was also new for me since it had broken with the other two.  I should have put two and two together back then that this third was going to be a challenge because of her entrance.  :)

My hubby decided to go home at about 8:00 to take a shower. When the doctor came in he said we would wait for him to get back before he would break my water.  I looked at him with a glaring eye like... seriously?  Anyway... hubby came back quickly-ish, my water was broke and at 9:50 p.m. our third bundle of joy was delivered.  I remember when she came out, I had no idea what she was because we did not find out the gender until birth for all three girls.  I remember asking "what is it?" hahaha  She was the most beautiful little lady.  She was thin even though she was our heaviest baby weighing in at 7 lbs 11 oz. 

There is nothing better than the feeling of your newborn baby being laid on your chest for the first time.  The beautiful miracle the whole process is, is like I said, a miracle from the Lord.  The Lord blessed us with a SPUNKY, bright-eyed, smiley, strong-willed little lady and I thank him everyday (sometimes in the moment of praying for patience with her). :) 

Happy 3rd birthday little lady!


From our BROWN eyes to yours....