I want to share this more so for Mr. Big Truck and I than any other reason. The birth of Little Miss was nothing short of a surprise in that she came 3 and a half weeks early. To say we were surprised is an understatement but we were thrilled!
It started Tuesday May 6, 2014. Mr. Big Truck, myself and a bunch of people from our AdvoCare team were at a meeting and training. We got home about 10pm and I was starving so I housed a bowl of cereal. It was close of pay period and I sat down at the computer to finish up some loose ends while Mr. Big Truck went to bed because he had to get up and go to work the next morning. As I was sitting at the computer I felt some leaking but did not think anything of it because it did not feel like a lot. Not even 30 seconds later I felt another leaking feeling and that’s when I thought to myself that is not normal. I went to the hallway bathroom not because I had to go to the bathroom but to check out what was going on and as soon as I sat down on the toilet more leaking. I thought to myself could this be my water breaking? I walked to our bedroom bathroom and as soon as I sat down again I felt a gush. Then it really hit me, my water broke. I started to call Mr. Big Truck from the bathroom but he was sleeping so it took me a good 5 or 6 times of calling his name for him to finally wake up. When I told him what was happening he was wide awake! I called my doctor and told them I thought that my water broke they asked me why I thought that being that I was only 36 weeks. I won’t lie, I seriously wanted to reach through the phone and smack him as I thought to myself REALLY?!?! I calmly explained what had just happened and he said “Yup sure does sound like your water broke come on down to the hospital.”
That’s when things got really real for Mr. Big Truck and I. We just stopped a second and looked at each other and said were gonna finally meet her! We were super excited to say the least. Thankfully at the urging of my doctor after my last appointment I had packed my hospital bag and a diaper bag for Little Miss. We threw them and some other odds and ends in the truck and made the 30 minute drive to the hospital. Mr. Big Truck and I were talking about how he hoped he would not be at work when I went into labor and we were joking around about that. We got to the hospital about 11:45pm Tuesday night and we went right up to labor and delivery and got settled in. They hooked me up to all the monitors and put an IV in my hand and it started.
Since my water broke they started me on piction. I was about 1cm dilated. They told me they expected me to deliver Wednesday. Alright let’s get this show on the road. They told me to get some sleep while I could because it would be a long road ahead of me. I tried to sleep but that was not super successful. Poor Mr. Big Truck passed out on the reclining chair. Prior to going in I was pretty set on it only being Mr. Big Truck and myself in the room during labor and delivery but that did not last all that long.
Wednesday May 7, 2014 I was having contractions all day but progressing rather slowly. Wednesday afternoon before things got too intense I realized I wanted my mom there as well for moral support. Mr. Big Truck being the awesome man that he is heard me say I want my mom and he went and got her. Mind you my mom had foot surgery the Friday before I went into labor. Go figure. At first the doctors thought I was going to deliver on Wednesday but clearly Little Miss had other plans. By 9pm I was fully dilated and ready to push. Let me just tell you pushing is not easy! I pushed and I pushed hard from 9pm Wednesday night all through the night and didn’t stop until 2am Thursday morning. While pushing Little Miss got stuck so my Dr. tried to help her and manually manipulated her. Unfortunately it did not work. Also while I was pushing I spiked a fever as did Little Miss which is when everything changed. The Dr. came in and said it was time for a C-Section. I was not thrilled about this but I knew it was the best thing for both of us.
They brought the scrubs in for Daddy and off we went.
We got into the OR and the procedure started. Within minutes I heard our baby girls first cries. Music to my ears! May 8, 2014 at 2:40am our little girl was brought into this world and our lives were forever changed in the best way possible. Pregnancy was over. She was here. Sew me up and let us get on with being a family.
Yeah not so much. As they were getting ready to close me I started to feel pain. Normally you will feel pressure but I was feeling flat out PAIN. I spoke up and that’s when things got serious. The Dr. wound up having me put under because I was in pain. After I finally came out of the OR and came to it they put me in my room. I was still really loopy so I really had no idea what exactly was going on. Mind you other than seeing Little Miss in the OR I had yet to hold her at this point. After getting some sleep to let the drugs wear off I finally was able to go to the NICU to see our daughter. Wait what NICU what the heck?!?! That’s when I was filled in with everything. Like I said I Little Miss and I both spiked a fever during labor prior to the section and I found out that she was also born with an infection which is why she was in the NICU. They did all kinds of blood tests but until we got the results she had to stay there. To make matters worse my room was on the total opposite side of the hospital compared to where Little Miss was. Mr. Big Truck and I made the what felt like 37354758363 mile walk from one side of the hospital to the other so I could finally see and hold our little girl.
Holding Little Miss for the first time. I was absolutely in love with her from the second she was placed in my arms.
Skin to skin with daddy.
First family of 3 photo.
Love you momma.
After spending some time in the NICU with the baby we went back to my room to relax. I was in a lot of pain from the section and my doctor was wanting to talk to me.
When we got back to my room the doctor filled me in on the rest of the happenings of my delivery. Apparently from all the pushing and manipulation and Little Miss getting stuck my uterus basically exploded. In hindsight it was a good things that I wound up having a C-Section because had we not known about this I could have hemorraged. My Dr. flat-out told me not to even think about having another baby for at least 1 to 2 years to which I laughed and said believe me I am in no hurry to go through this again! He also informed me that any other pregnancies will end with a scheduled C-Section at 38 weeks. Never once during everything did I feel like I was scared. I totally trusted my doctor and knew he would do whatever he had to do to make sure myself and the baby were okay. We wound up staying in the hospital through the weekend which happened to be Mother’s Day weekend and were finally discharged Monday evening to go home. It had been one heck of a week and I could not wait to get home.
It’s now been almost 4 weeks since Little Miss has been born and to say we love her is a HUGE understatement. We are head over heals absolutely in love with her and love her more and more everyday. Prior to her being born I had always heard people say that once they become a mom they understand the feelings of loving someone more than they ever imagined. I totally get it now. I love her more than I could ever imagine I would. Not only do I love her more than I could ever imagine I also love Mr. Big Truck more than I could ever imagine. He is an amazing daddy to his little girl and I can not wait to see him as she gets older.
I’ll be back soon enough with Little Miss meeting family and some other stuff that has been going on.