Austin Daisy

Okay, so I am the first to admit that I am THE.WORST.BLOGGER.EVER. I never remember to update this thing and figure that since I post my ENTIRE life on Facebook, it's no big deal. Well, I have changed my tune since welcoming my beautiful daughter into the world. Since we live so far away from most of our family, I am COMMITTING to updating this thing as she grows. I'm shooting for every 2 weeks right now. So, here we are. Day 15 of her precious life. She has already changed so much and I fall more in love with her every second. Today's post is going to reflect on the labor, delivery and sweet arrival of our blessing, Austin Daisy Lash.

The week leading up to Austin's birth was...uncomfortable. I spent the majority of my time bouncing on a birth ball, walking the dogs, and resting. And maybe complaining a little ;) April 18th was my due date. We had made the decision to induce on April 19th if the baby hadn't arrived yet. Friday, April 19th came and we nervously made our way to the hospital. We went that afternoon to do all the paperwork, bloodwork, etc. We had about an hour and a half before I needed to be back to start the induction, so we went to McDonald's for my "last meal." Eww...I know. I can't explain it. But I really enjoyed it!

We both had a feeling throughout the entire pregnancy that our baby was a boy. During this final week, however, I'd had a couple dreams in which the baby was a girl. I chalked it up to the fact that, honestly - if given a choice...I would have chosen to have a girl. I would have been equally in love with a boy, but I truly did desire a baby girl. Perhaps that is because all the clothes are so stinkin' cute?! Anyway, back to the story: In the truck, as we were nearing the hospital, Carrie Underwood's song "All American Girl" came on. I was fighting back tears as I listened to the words and realized we were really about to welcome our son or daughter into the world. I swore to my family that it may be a sign that we were having a girl, but truly still believed I had a little man kicking me from inside.

We arrived at the hospital (late) and they started me on Cervadil to soften/ripen the cervix. This was going to start labor and Pitocin would be started the next  morning if necessary. I started having bery minor contractions within the hour. Andy and I went to sleep, trying to get as much rest as possible. I awoke to some intense contractions right around 1:00 am, Saturday April 20th. I was excited, thinking that maybe I wouldn't require the Pitocin and thinking the baby would be born that afternoon. Ha. A girl can dream. My doctor checked and I hadn't really dilated much. She decided to insert a Foley Bulb (balloon that they filled to force me to 5 cm) and started the Pitocin. It realllly sucked. The balloon was very uncomfortable - painful really. My contractions were getting super painful. I made it 11 hours before I broke down and decided to get the epidural. It was clear that this baby was not coming anytime soon and I was already getting exhausted. I never would have made it through those contractions without Andy. He was an excellent labor partner and counted me through my breathing techniques. The epidural was amazing! It didn't hurt at all to receive it and the relief came instantly. The entire mood shifted in the room, as I relaxed and laughed through contractions, no longer requiring absolute silence from my mom and sister.

Here is my final maternity shot, April 19, 2013. 40 weeks + 1 day pregnant.

 

 

I was continually dilating and then just seemed to stop around 8. I also wasn't fully effaced. By this time, I was on my 4th L&D nurse, Vaniece. She was my favorite. She was determined to help me do anything we could to get this baby out sooner than later. We tried all kinds of positions to get the baby to move further down and speed things up. Everyone was laughing when I was on all fours, swaying my hips, all while checking my Facebook.

Here are some more photos during labor:

 

 

Karen is missing from these photos. I had an amazing support group and am so happy they were all there to share in this time with us. We also had Andrea Tougas, photographer, present to capture the birth of the baby. We were then told that our hospital allows no photography until after the baby is born. Boo. But she was able to get some fun shots before the arrival. Shelbi then took over as photographer to get some amazing shots of our precious first moments together.

Back to the story.

My doctor finally came to see what the hold up was. I had made it to a full 8 cm, but just was not effacing fully on one side. She took a look and realized that the baby was starting to swell and was unable to come down any further. She made the call to do a cesarean delivery. I was heartbroken, but exhausted. My body was past the point of exhaustion, and I had begun to throw up. At this point, I had been in hard, active labor for over 25 hours and just wanted to meet this baby. I cried, I pouted, I asked why I was unable to deliver naturally as I had planned. My family all rallied around me, reassured me, and calmed my nerves before they wheeled me down to the operating room.

 

Things got crazy for me pretty quickly. My entire body was trembling and I was terrified. I was relieved when they finally brought Andy in the room. I got sick another time, literally on the table as my doctor was cutting into me. I absolutely hated the feeling the pressure of the surgery and my insides being pulled out. It was horrible. I honestly think I tried to break Andy's hand. I had a death grip on him! The anesthesiologist leaned over and told me to get ready for the most pressure - they were going to pull the baby out. I had asked for the doctor and team to not announce the baby's gender. I wanted Andy to tell me. That moment is a moment I will never ever forget, even though everything else is very fuzzy. Andy stood up to look at the baby. He came down to me and looked almost confused. He said, quietly, "It's a baby girl!" I couldn't believe it. I think I started to laugh. I was so convinced that she was a boy! I thought he was joking! I started to feel the pain of the doctor stitching me up, and the next thing I remember, I was in the recovery room and they were handing me our baby. And she was perfect. And beautiful. And ours.

 

 

 

 I cannot imagine a greater gift. We are so blessed to have her. Even if she does start peeing almost everytime I open her diaper (does she think she's a boy???) or likes to try to put her feet in her poop. Or acts like a shark in bloody water when it's time to nurse, sometimes literally scaring me. I love her more than I ever thought possible. She looks so much like both of us. She melts my heart everytime I look into her blue-grey eyes. She and Andy are my world. I don't deserve them, but I sure am thankful for them.

Austin Daisy is now 15 days old. In the past 15 days she has:

Smiled

Pooped on us (like a missile launcher)

Gone shopping

Passed more gas than I thought possible

Caught a stomach virus :(

Had a catheter placed to rule out a bladder infection :'(

Slept one full night!!

Gotten into a routine of nursing every 3 hours at night

Started to try so hard to hold that head up for long periods of time

Gone to the airport

Gone to a few restaurants

Visited with Grammy Kim & "Grumpy" Dan, Auntie Shelbi, & Uncle Blake

Visited with Josh, Karen, Emilee, Trevor & Carter

Bonded with her brothers: Walt & Scout

 

Upcoming Events:

Visits with Grandma Carolyn & Aunt Danielle

Flying to Oklahoma City w/ Mommy & Daddy for a work event with Daddy (5/22-5/24)

Flying to CA for Grumpy's 50th Birthday!

 

 

 

So...this has been a loooong post. Austin has taken several naps that allowed for me to write this. And yes, because I chose to do this, I am still technically in pajama-style clothing. Haha. But Austin sure looks cute and that is really what matters these days.

 

My goal is to post an update every 2 weeks, as she is changing so much. We will be sending out announcements once we receive her newborn photos, which are currently being editted.

 

 

Lots of love to all of you!

Andy, Mandi & Austin