Just some different pictures of our little lady!
Monday, August 19, 2013
Tuesday, August 6, 2013
World: Say hello to Rebecca Cole!
Welp, it happened. Our beautiful little lady arrived Saturday July 27th at 11:56 pm. She came weighing in at a whopping 8 lbs 13 oz and measured 21 inches long. It was one of the most painful yet fulfilling experiences of my life. For anybody who cares...here's a Reader's Digest version of how it all went down...
My mom flew in on the 25th and that evening, after having a delicious sandwich from Firehouse, I drank some caster oil in hopes to get things moving. Well, contractions started around midnight and I may have gone into serious labor if I would have done some walking. But, I didn't. So I was awake most of the night with mild contractions and then in the morning (when I DID start walking), they began to die down. Total bummer! So...caster oil round 2 came. Few hours later, contractions started up again. They were coming about every 4-5 minutes, but not quite hard enough yet. We were tired of waiting for things to happen though, so we headed into the hospital. I was only at 2 cm and they wouldn't break my water to get things going because there was still a little space between her head and the cervix and breaking the water could cause some problems, which obviously we didn't want. So the Doc gave me some pain medicine so I could get some sleep and sent me packing. Just in case anybody was wondering, it is now Friday evening (the 26th) which was my due date. So, Saturday morning comes and we start another round of walking. Around noon, my water broke. Now when I say my water broke, I mean it was the "I peed a little" kind of water breaking not the huge gush. So we call the doctor and they say to come in once contractions start up again or in 12 hours if no contractions have started. A few hours pass....nothing so of course, we start caster oil round 3. Yes...I drank that stuff 3 times (if we are going to be technical, I drank it 4 times because I threw it up the first try for round 2). Around 6:30, a little more "I peed a little" water breaking so I go on a walk and then some serious contractions start. So when I got home I took a shower and we headed to hospital! We got there around 8 and by then I was having serious contractions. They were getting way more intense and were mostly in my lower back...which was absolutely horrid. I hadn't really decided on pain medication yet, and when the nurses asked what I wanted to do I told them I wanted whatever would bring some relief the fastest. So within the next hour the epidural was administered and it was in just the nick of time because I was about ready to tell everybody where they could go. :) The baby's heart rate started to get a little low during contractions so they put me on oxygen to try and raise her heart rate, which worked. While checking me one time, the doctor accidentally broke the rest of my water. Around 11:40 I started pushing and about 15 minutes later our little lady was here! Which I was really happy about because I like 7/27 better than 7/28.
When they laid her on my chest right after birth, I remember just staring at her and thinking, "oh my gosh...that's my baby!" She was so beautiful and I realized at that moment that all the pain, frequent potty breaks, weight gain, and any other undesired things that happened to make that beautiful baby was worth it. A whole new kind of love was born and I felt a rush of gratitude that the Lord blessed us with such a wonderful miracle. We were discharged from the hospital Monday afternoon and have enjoyed being at home! We were lucky to have both Benn's mom and my mom there with us. My mom stayed through the end of the week and I have no idea what I would have done without all the love and support given.
Being a new mom is definitely challenging. I find myself facing fears that I've never faced before. I'm so worried about being the best mom for my little girl that I have to remind myself to cherish these moments with her. She is already 10 days old and I've realized that she will never be this little baby again. In a matter of months I won't be getting up in the middle of the night to take care of her and as wonderful as that sounds, I have a feeling that part of me will miss it. That might sound a little crazy, but sleeping through the night means she is getting growing up and she won't stop growing up. There is nothing I can do to stop it and some day I'll be going to visit her as her and her husband prepare to have their first baby. So I've decided to try to stop being so worried about how I'm doing and take time to enjoy this precious new baby I have because sooner than I know, she'll be all grown up!
Here are some pictures from the labor/delivery as well as the few days following. We attempted a little photo shoot so I put those up as well. ENJOY!
My mom flew in on the 25th and that evening, after having a delicious sandwich from Firehouse, I drank some caster oil in hopes to get things moving. Well, contractions started around midnight and I may have gone into serious labor if I would have done some walking. But, I didn't. So I was awake most of the night with mild contractions and then in the morning (when I DID start walking), they began to die down. Total bummer! So...caster oil round 2 came. Few hours later, contractions started up again. They were coming about every 4-5 minutes, but not quite hard enough yet. We were tired of waiting for things to happen though, so we headed into the hospital. I was only at 2 cm and they wouldn't break my water to get things going because there was still a little space between her head and the cervix and breaking the water could cause some problems, which obviously we didn't want. So the Doc gave me some pain medicine so I could get some sleep and sent me packing. Just in case anybody was wondering, it is now Friday evening (the 26th) which was my due date. So, Saturday morning comes and we start another round of walking. Around noon, my water broke. Now when I say my water broke, I mean it was the "I peed a little" kind of water breaking not the huge gush. So we call the doctor and they say to come in once contractions start up again or in 12 hours if no contractions have started. A few hours pass....nothing so of course, we start caster oil round 3. Yes...I drank that stuff 3 times (if we are going to be technical, I drank it 4 times because I threw it up the first try for round 2). Around 6:30, a little more "I peed a little" water breaking so I go on a walk and then some serious contractions start. So when I got home I took a shower and we headed to hospital! We got there around 8 and by then I was having serious contractions. They were getting way more intense and were mostly in my lower back...which was absolutely horrid. I hadn't really decided on pain medication yet, and when the nurses asked what I wanted to do I told them I wanted whatever would bring some relief the fastest. So within the next hour the epidural was administered and it was in just the nick of time because I was about ready to tell everybody where they could go. :) The baby's heart rate started to get a little low during contractions so they put me on oxygen to try and raise her heart rate, which worked. While checking me one time, the doctor accidentally broke the rest of my water. Around 11:40 I started pushing and about 15 minutes later our little lady was here! Which I was really happy about because I like 7/27 better than 7/28.
When they laid her on my chest right after birth, I remember just staring at her and thinking, "oh my gosh...that's my baby!" She was so beautiful and I realized at that moment that all the pain, frequent potty breaks, weight gain, and any other undesired things that happened to make that beautiful baby was worth it. A whole new kind of love was born and I felt a rush of gratitude that the Lord blessed us with such a wonderful miracle. We were discharged from the hospital Monday afternoon and have enjoyed being at home! We were lucky to have both Benn's mom and my mom there with us. My mom stayed through the end of the week and I have no idea what I would have done without all the love and support given.
Being a new mom is definitely challenging. I find myself facing fears that I've never faced before. I'm so worried about being the best mom for my little girl that I have to remind myself to cherish these moments with her. She is already 10 days old and I've realized that she will never be this little baby again. In a matter of months I won't be getting up in the middle of the night to take care of her and as wonderful as that sounds, I have a feeling that part of me will miss it. That might sound a little crazy, but sleeping through the night means she is getting growing up and she won't stop growing up. There is nothing I can do to stop it and some day I'll be going to visit her as her and her husband prepare to have their first baby. So I've decided to try to stop being so worried about how I'm doing and take time to enjoy this precious new baby I have because sooner than I know, she'll be all grown up!
Here are some pictures from the labor/delivery as well as the few days following. We attempted a little photo shoot so I put those up as well. ENJOY!
I think we did pretty good on our photo shoot :)
Benn and Rebecca just a few minutes after birth
Benn and Rebecca on day 2
Eyes wide open!
She did this with her little fingers one time while breast feeding
All strapped into her car seat for the very first time on our way home from the hospital. Not sure if she likes it...
Rebecca and I getting ready to head home!
My mom and I after the epidural...notice I'm smiling. :)
Right after the birth
Benn LOVES to hold her while she's sleeping
She has some great poses! This is after she ate one night.
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