She’s here! Our sweet baby girl is here and is actually 4 weeks old today (where has the time gone!?) The past few weeks have been the craziest whirlwind. We have never been more tired and felt so clueless but we are so in love with this little lady and the sweet spirit she has brought into our home.
On the day after Christmas we went into the hospital bright and early to be induced. My doc had scheduled the induction a couple weeks prior because of the blood pressure issues. We had crossed our fingers she would come earlier just all on her own but no luck. We got about a million suggestions from people who SWORE (fill in the blank) would definitely make you go into labor. Teas, oils, walking, jogging, everything. We tried it all. I’m here to tell you they DO NOT WORK! There is no magic key. Babies just come when they are good and ready to come.
Annnnyway, once we got all checked in and settled in our room they started me on a round of drugs to get my body ready for labor since I hadn’t progressed at all. All those remedies had gotten me 0% effaced and no dilation. Awesome. We settled in to a Lord of the Rings marathon while the drugs worked their magic
By 7:00 pm I was starting to feel contractions and they were getting increasingly uncomfortable. Brad and I walked the halls a little bit and it didn’t ease the pain. The anesthesiologist came in to talk to us about an epidural but I was hesitant to get on board right away. I hadn’t really put together a solid plan for if and when I wanted an epidural. I thought wanted to experience labor for as long as I could. However, an epidural seemed dreamier and dreamier with each contraction and eventually I gave in. I was nervous — I had already had my IV put in twice that day (which is the absolute WORST!) so the idea of a ginormous needle poking into my back wasn’t making my empty stomach feel super awesome. I sat up on the bed and asked B to come around so I could squeeze his hand. He looked at me and shyly said, “actually…I kind of want to watch the epidural thing”. That boy! Ever since our baby class he has been so fascinated by the epidural! haha. The nurse held my hand instead while Brad got to watch the epidural process which I am here to tell you is a BREEZE compared to getting an IV. Who knew!? I’m a fan.
They gave me an ambien and checked me again before tucking me into bed, I was at a 4! I was able to sleep thanks to that ambien! Brad stayed up most of the night watching the monitors on me and the baby. I woke up about 6 am and they checked me again. I was at an 8! What!? I almost feel like I cheated the system. I slept through most of the labor process? Who gets to do that!?
Anyhow, the doctor showed up and said we were ready to get the party started. He said he was going to break my water, but my body was feeling like cooperating and before he could do it, my water broke on it’s own! I really feel we were so lucky through the whole delivery. The doctor said he anticipated I would labor for about another 2 hours before showtime, so he would be back to check in after a while.
Even though I had that heaven-sent epidural, I was still feeling the contractions. After about an hour I just knew I was ready to have that baby. I told Brad to get the nurse. I told him I felt this baby was so low and I needed to push. He doubted me but got the nurse anyway. Our nurse (who was a saint–I think probably most labor and delivery nurses are saints) came in and sure enough baby girl was ready to come! The doctor came back in time (praises) and after about 40 minutes, our precious babe was born at 9:18 am. I looked up at Brad as she was born. I could tell he loved her already. I have never felt a more powerful surge of emotions — I couldn’t believe that baby crying was OUR baby! I felt so much love for Brad for being my companion through everything but especially through the delivery.
As they cleaned her up I could hear her sweet little cry and Brad say over and over “She’s so beautiful. She’s perfect.” When they laid her on my chest, I just wept. She was here. She was safe. She was healthy. She was perfect.
After everything settled down, Brad and I and this babe were finally alone in the morning quiet. It was pure magic. We looked at her sweet face and couldn’t believe she was ours. She was and is honestly the most beautiful thing I have ever seen. We hadn’t decided on a name before she was born. We were really banking on the fact that a name would just feel right once she was here. So in that quiet room, just me and B and our beautiful babe, we decided that this girly was definitely a Ruby. It fit so well. She was our Ruby June. The girl we had waited and prayed for. I can’t remember a more perfect moment.