A little background on our birth plans... (Her due date was November 5, 2007.) We had talked it over with Dr. Chesney exactly one week from Lily's due date. My last dr appointment was October 29 and Dr. Chesney said it would be my last, which was exciting/scary. I was more than ready to have her, but at the same time I was scared to death of how everything would go. He talked it over with us and I had made up my mind that I really would rather not be induced if at all possible. We decided to wait until two days past my due date, whcih would be Wednesday November 7, and if I hadn't had her by then, I was going to be induced. I left excited and nervous, yet looking foward to seeing our baby girl.
We went home and waited. I kept thinking I was having contractions, whcih I very well could have been, but they never were regular. I went to bed Sunday night (the 4th), not very early, and wondered if she would come on her due date. We had everything packed and ready so we could leave asap if we had to go. We awoke Monday morning at about 6:00 or 6:30 to the sound of the phone ringing. I was so out of it that I let Adam get it and when I heard him talking I was getting pretty nervous. Then he said "Well, I'll let you talk to her and see what she wants to do." I was so confused and I really didn't want to talk on the phone. I answered and it was Dr. Chesney. He asked if I was ready to have a baby today. I was in shock. He explained the situation, which I had known part of it, and said if I wanted to come in to have her this morning I could. (A doctor that he worked with had passed away over the weekend and his funeral was going to be on the day we had scheduled to come in. Dr. Chesney, I believe, had some other things going onTuesday and wasn't going to be able to do it then. Also, after Wednesday he was planning on going on vacation. So my options were to go in that moring to be induced on her due date, wait and go into labor on my own and have a different OB deliver her, or wait and pray she came at least a week late so he would be back from vacation.) It didn't take long to decide. We were going to have our baby that day!!! He assured me that everything would be fine and he'd get me the epidural before it got bad at all. I got off the phone with him and smiled at Adam and cried happy tears then called mama on her way to work and told her to turn around because we were about to leave for the hospital. She called daddy and we called Adam's parents. We got ready and left, half scared to death of what was to come.
We got there and checked in before 8am. I got in the ugly hospital gown and layed in the bed waiting. Here we are waiting for our little girl to come.
My nurse was the sweetest woman, and had such a Southern accent. I loved her! She explained everything to me and Dr Chesney came in and did too. They got my IV started, which was the worst part of it all because it hurt my arm so bad (it was bruised for weeks after we came home from the hospital). Anyway, I got kinda dizzy and felt like I was going to pass out. That was kinda scary, and I know it scared Adam too, bless his heart. It didn't last long though, luckily Dr Chesney and the nurse were in there so they got me to feeling better pretty quickly. A little while later, he came back to break my water. After watching all the baby stories, I thought it'd be awful, but it wasn't at all. I don't remember the time that every little thing happened, but everything seemed to be going quickly and smoothly. I started having more contractions, and they started getting closer together. So I told the nurse I was beginning to feel them pretty good. She got the anesthesiologist in right away. This was the part I dreaded all along, because I had witnessed one in real life when I was in 8th grade. Seeing that woman give birth didn't phase me one bit, but watching them give her an epidural nearly made me pass out. I handled it pretty well though and didn't feel it since they numb your back, thank goodness. I've heard that an epidural will slow down the process some, but it didn't have too much of an effect on mine, I don't think. I rested well after I got that. I was dozing off and on. I remember being so hungry and wanting to eat but I couldn't. I said, more than once, I was ready to have my baby and eat!!! Haha!
Look How BIG I got before she was born!!!
The nurse kept checking me ever so often. I told everyone that was in there (mama, daddy, Adam, and Diane I know for sure, probably Nana too) that they hadn't checked in a while so I figured they'd be in soon. I told mama I bet I would be at a ten and ready to go next time they came in. She said I doubt it, it doesn't go that fast. Well, I was right. The nurse came in and kicked everyone out to check. She told me to try to push. (I was worried about that too, because since I couldn't feel a thing, I didn't know if I would be pushing good or not.) I did and she had to say "WHOA! Stop! We gotta wait for the doctor to get in here!! You're a good pusher!!" I was glad about that.
On a side note, all my visitors of course had to leave the room for me to be checked. They came back in to get their things and say whatever they wanted to tell me before the birth. They were suppose to go into the waiting room and not be out in the hall of the birth rooms. My mom just couldn't stand it though, She snuck around the hall and listened at our door. So she got to hear Lily's first cries. Adam's Aunt Debbie Christman got a picture!
Dr Chesney got there shortly while they got everything ready. Dr. Chesney came in . (I asked for a mirror because I wanted to see the progress and my baby just as soon as they did. They got one for me, then we started.) I pushed less than 10-15 minutes, and it didn't seem like that long. Then our sweet, little baby girl was laying on my belly, not inside it anymore. I knew right then that she was our little Lily Grace. She was born at 2:47pm. :) Adam cut the cord, then the nurse cleaned her off, swaddled her and gave her back to me. She was the most beautiful baby I had ever seen.
She was pretty mad when she came into this world, but we knew right away she had a good set of lungs!
Some people say that all newborns are ugly, but not our Lily. She was gorgeous. Adam took her to the nursery for them to weigh her and check her out good. She was so perfect. I went to a new room and Lily came back in shortly. Everyone adored her. She weighed 8lbs even, which shocked everyone :) and she was 20 1/4 inches long, and not that anyone ever asks, but her head was 34cm around. She had dark brown hair and blue eyes.Proud Mommy with a still not so happy baby
She finally got settled down and happier. :)
We spent that night and the next in the hospital, then came home on Wednesday November 7 with our the newest, most beautiful member of our family, Miss Lily Grace Smith.
These were taken right before we put her in her car seat to leave the hospital.
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