I have a 1 month old!!
Where has the time gone?
It's crazy how much our lives have changed in a month. But I wouldn't trade it for anything. I've gone from being selfish and materialistic (that's what "dual income no kids" people do right??) to diapers, diaper bags, bottles, formula, 3:30 am feedings, spit up on, pooped on, and peed on at least once a week, showers once a month (just kidding, but it feels like it), coupon cutting, bargin shopping, and I LOVE every second of it. Being a mother is so amazing. It's made me realize what's really important in life, and that's Family. Of course it hasn't been easy and trust me I've had have my days but it is so worth it. And it helps that I have an amazing husband who has been with me every step of the way. He even changed the first few poopy diapers......now THAT is love.
Little miss Mollie is growing bigger and stronger everyday. We had her 1 month check up today, she weighs 8lbs 4oz, has grown 1 1/4 inches and is progressing just like she should. By the second week we had her home she was already working on holding her head up. By the third week I swear she was ready to stand, anytime she would get some footing she would try. She loves to chill with Lorin and I, after a full belly of course, and just study and stare at us and our surroundings. Since birth she has been very alert and always seems to be thinking and learning. She HATES her diaper being changed, getting dressed, taking baths, getting lotion put on AND heaven forbid you take your time to feed her. She gulps her bottles down so fast and gets so mad when you stop to burp her because she wants to keep eating!! She is starting to smile and get excited about things and will let out her little voice here and there. It's so amazing to see her change and grow daily. I'm excited for her to get older but want her to stay like this at the same time.
Here are her 1 month pics.....
I know people love to hear the story about the how, what, when, and where.
Here is my story.
Labor and delivery was not as bad as I was anticipating (at least for me). Especially since when I got to the Hospital there were two women that delivered babies within about 15 min of each other and they were both screaming their heads off.......Im not even exaggerating. It was total Hollywood Movie screaming their heads off. I looked at Lorin and started crying and told him "I can't do this!" He held my hand and said "yes you can!"
When I got the hospital at 6pm Thursday I had already been having contractions consistently since around noon. They checked me and I was only dilated to a 2 and about 70% effaced. They admitted me to a room after a couple hours and the Dr wanted to start me on pitocin to get my contractions going. I told them I wanted to wait and walk around the hospital. They let me go out and walk for and hr and then they wanted to start pitocin. So I walked.....and walked.... and came back to the room and started the pitocin. Long story short, after an hr of walking, 4 1/2 hrs of pitocin and now being about 14 1/2 hrs into labor they checked me and I had only dilated from a 2 to a 4.
I told Lorin I couldn't do this all night.
I was so exhausted and after all of that I still wasn't making much progress. So after talking crying to Lorin, my mom and the nurse I finally decided to get an epidural. I had planned to have a natural birth....no epidural....but I couldn't do it anymore, and I felt like such a failure. Not that I was trying to prove anything to anyone....I wanted to do it for me, and I think if I had made more progress it would have inspired me to keep going, but only being a 4, after all of that....no way. So I felt like a failure and was really upset about it. (I don't feel that way now, I know I made the right decision for me!)
By 3:30am I had gotten the epidural and it had taken effect so I went to sleep. The nurse would come in every hour and help me turn from side to side but other then that I slept like a champ. About 7:30am the nurse checked me to see what kind of progress I had made. I was now dilated to a 6 and my water had broke. By this time I could feel the contractions I just couldn't feel the pain. The nurse said since my water had broke it wouldn't be much longer so she started prepping the room. Around 8:20am I started feeling really sick and started dry heaving. At the same time I started feeling a lot of pressure "down there". So I finished dry heaving and told the nurse I was feeling the pressure, she checked me and said "yep, there's the baby..." so she had me do a couple pushes while we waited for my Dr. My Dr came in and I started pushing about 8:45am and Mollie was born at 9:04am.
It was the most unbelievable experience of my life. As she was coming out my Dr told me to look down and there was her head, I watched her come out, then I heard that amazing little cry and I started bawling. I could barely see her through all of my tears. They put her on my chest for a min then Lorin got to cut her cord. One scary thing to note is that the cord was wrapped around her neck twice.....but thankfully she was ok. The nurses took her and did all that stuff that they do then brought her back to us.
9 months of waiting for this beautiful baby and now she is here. Lorin and I are so in love with her. She is absolutely perfect!!
I meant to do this post a long time ago but time just got away from me.
Here are the before pics of Mollie's nursery.
and here is the finished product.......
