At 39 weeks + 6 days pregnant, Cora decided it was time to show the world that she operates on her own schedule. At 16 weeks when it was determined I needed a cerclage, we prayed she could stay inside until 28 weeks. Well, she showed us. I had a feeling the night before that something was going to happen very soon. On Saturday morning at 4:45am my water broke which began the hustle of trying to wake Christian, pack the last minute necessities, and make it to the hospital 30 minutes away before the contractions started. I made it to the garage before the first one hit. Manageable, but uncomfortable. Thankfully it was early and a weekend, so traffic was minimal. [Insert "praise hands" emoji.]
When we arrived, I was pleasantly surprised to find that the labor and delivery floor wasn't very busy, so I went right into triage. (Versus laboring in the waiting room for who knows how long, like I did with Christian.)
My contractions were coming steadily, but were fairly spaced apart. Once they determined that I was actually in labor (I mean...), they sent me to a delivery room. Because my water had broken, they held off on checking to see how dilated I was due to the increased risk of infection. I knew without a doubt that I wanted an epidural this time, but I was confused as to when I should get it. Like, I didn't want it too soon, or too late. A doctor from the practice came in and said because my contractions weren't really coming any closer, she wanted to start Pitocin soon. I decided that I wanted to experience zero pain, and requested my Pitocin with a side of epidural. Best decision of my life. Side note: I was bummed my doctor WHOM I LOVE couldn't be there to deliver, but I already knew she was out of town this weekend.
My labor with an epidural was ethereal compared to doing it without one. I actually enjoyed the process. I napped. I watched the Food Network, which I was told was the most popular channel amongst laboring moms. Ironic since we can't eat anything. Rob watched a movie, and ordered some fins for his new surfboard. I experienced "break through pain" only twice, where you still feel the pain of the contraction (vs just a little pressure) despite the epidural. And for that they give you a little button to push, and yay more meds!
As they turned the Pitocin up, Cora's heart rate started to drop with each contraction, so they ended up turning it off. And with that, turning off my contractions. Womp. They gave it some time before restarting it, at the very lowest dose. At about 5:00pm I had finally progressed to "ready to push." (Note: I checked into the hospital at 6:15am.) As we were ready to go, the room across the hall rang their flight attendant call button, and got all the attention of the doctors and nurses. Turns out, their baby was coming with or without doctors present, so I took the back burner.
My nurse came back to do some practice pushes, to which she immediately responded with, "OK STOP DON'T PUSH ANYMORE." When it was finally my turn, I only pushed for 20 minutes and she was here! The good that came out of waiting was that the contractions continued to bring Cora lower, and made the work I had to do very minimal. Rob, as expected, was very encouraging and a wonderful birth partner.
Our beautiful daughter, our other miracle.
Very soon after her arrival, Big Brother Christian got to meet Baby Sister for the first time. It was beautiful and perfect. He was so sweet, and super stoked at the gifts she brought for him. (And fairly enthusiastic about the one he picked out for her.) The nurses even let him listen to her heartbeat with the stethoscope.
So how are we adjusting as a family of four? Overall, very good. Christian is still so sweet with her. He asks lots of questions like, "can I feed her a carrot?" and "how about she drink milk from a baby cup." More of a statement than a question. :) Christian is handling the change well, but we do notice a bit more clinginess than usual. We've both been intentional about spending one on one time with him. It's a bit harder for me, but we're working on it. And we're SO thankful that Mimi has come over every day to help out and bring food, because you know, it takes a village.
This is one proud Big Brother!
And proud grandparents, too!
We have had very few visitors because we're trying to keep her exposure at a minimum for the first month. I am totally NOT a germaphobe, but the first month of their life it is so critical to keep them well. A fever requires instant hospitalization, and I don't want to chance it. But don't worry, we won't live as hermits for the first month. ;)
Cora's other big brother has been taking it all in stride. I know some of you were wondering.
Cora has been a dream. She's very mellow and loves watching Christian run around her. She's feeding very well every 2-3 hours, sleeps a lot, and had a great doctor's visit yesterday where the doctor proclaimed her "ahead of schedule." She was impressed with her lack of jaundice too. Haha. We'll go back tomorrow for another weigh-in. I am a bit sleep deprived, because duh, but Rob has been wonderful. Every morning he takes her after her 6:30ish feeding so I can go back to sleep for a few hours. And in the evening he takes her while I turn in for an "early" bedtime and wakes me when it's time for her to eat. We have a pretty solid routine down for now, which I am thankful for.
Overall, I feel good! I'm sure there are many reasons why I'm fairing better this time around. Even though labor was longer, it was easier. Pushing 20 minutes vs 2 hours probably made a huge difference. I also had my placenta encapsulated at the recommendation of a few friends, so I've been dutifully taking my "happy pills," as my friend Liisa called them. She was definitely onto something. (Thanks Liisa!) I highly recommend it!
Thank you to everyone for all the wonderful comments, congratulations, prayers, thoughts, happy vibes, and encouragement along the way. We are immeasurably blessed and I am just so in love with my family!!




























