Great things come in small packages//Bundle of Joy

I am a Mom! Our little girl was delivered on September 6th at 3:40pm.  We were blessed with being able to deliver at Loma Linda Medical as well as have an awesome nurse that we knew be in the room for delivery.  All in all I feel so blessed that everything went so well.  There are so many complications and variations that could have occurred and didn't so we praise God for that.

    Thursday September 5th I was having some intermittent contractions that increased slightly throughout that night.  They were about 1.5 hours apart and really only lasted 20-30 seconds.  By 5am on the 6th my husband and I went on a walk around our neighborhood and sure enough they started to increase.  My husband downloaded an app that helped time the contractions so we would know when to leave for the hospital.  When we got back to the house contractions were about 20 minutes apart and we knew we wanted to wait it out at the house until they were 5 minutes apart lasting for 60 seconds or longer.  We learned all of this from our Bradley Method Classes.  The class came in handy and we are so thankful that we did it.  Around 9:30am. after having many, many more contractions, we were at 5 minutes apart, so we headed to the hospital.  Of course the parking lot was crazy full when we got there so I got out and head to labor and delivery while Drew parked the car.  I remember thinking that I couldn't believe it was actually happening.  There were so many feeling and sensations and all I wanted was to meet her.
    After I was admitted they took me to a room and I got all situated.  Drew met me in their shortly after, it was then that our nurse came in and asked if our friend could be our main nurse for the afternoon.  I was so stoked that she had her shift that day, and I was so excited that she was going to be helping us out.

    After we got all situated one of the nurses checked my dilation, which to our surprise was at 6 cm!  They were pretty impressed that we had waited it out so long at the house. So while the contractions increased, Drew and I got into position which for me was on all fours.  That was the most comfortable position due to me having back labor.  Little Miss Riley Mae never turned for us, so she was born sunny-side up.  Pretty much the most ideal way to deliver a baby is when the come head down and face down.  Riley was head down, face up, which causes severe back labor.  All of the contractions I felt were in my low back glute area.  Drew, who was such an amazing coach and active participant on that day, did what we call counter pressure on my back during each contraction.  This allowed me to breath a little easier each contraction.  He told later that he was literally using all of his strength to push down on my back.  The pressure I was feeling from Riley was so intense though I don't think I would have made it without Drew.  Those classes though we took completely prepared us for knowing how to handle back labor.  We tried other positions but nothing felt as good as being on all fours.  So as labor progressed Drew was good at keeping me hydrated and making sure he was there to give encouragement.  I am truly blessed that I have a partner that was so involved with every aspect.  He was right by my side the whole time making it feel like we were a team.

    As a few hours passed I was told that I had a bulging bag of waters. The main amniotic fluid which surrounded Riley had not burst yet and I would not feel urge to push until that happened.  So the doctor checked me again and that was when it broke and hard second stage started.  Immediately after the water broke my body involuntarily started pushing which they were yelling saying not to push.  That was stressful.  At that point I was still on all fours and they turned my around and just went right into pushing.  I pushed for 30 minutes with a slight scare near the end.  The cord was around her neck and I was not pushing hard enough.  They were concerned about her heart rate and were getting ready to do an episiotomy as well as use the suction.  Well after hearing that I must have pushed harder, which didn't seem possible and there she came.  It was amazing to feel all of those sensations and I do not regret going medicine/drug-free.  I am so thankful that everything went so well that I could go drug free.  She came out and they unwrapped the cord form around her neck, but she was completely fine. 6 lbs 15 oz and 19 inches.  They put her on my chest and Drew and I shared in a moment that I will never forget.  She was absolutely perfect and in that moment we were a family. It was such an overwhelming experience and I see how good God is.

       He has completely blessed us with a child that he wants us to raise.  It is such an honor to be able to raise a little girl.  What a huge responsibility it is though to have a little innocent life now living in our house and needing so many things from us.  The selflessness is just on a whole other level that I never imagined.  God sure has been showing me alot the last few weeks with her.

   Firstly, not working, and staying home has been quite a shocking experience for me.  I am used to alot of adult interaction, and just talking to a baby all day can be a bit wearing on a person.  I love spending time with her of course but it is a whole different animal being a Mom to a little newborn.
  Secondly, breastfeeding is such a crazy awesome experience.  Yes at times it feels like she is on my boob all day, but I have learned to treasure these moments as I know they are fleeting.  Breastfeeding can be very challenging , but it is also very rewarding knowing that something I produce can give her life and help her little body grow.
 Thirdly, I was all concerned about getting postpartum depression because of all the research I had done and just the sheer fact that transitions can be tough; and I don't have the best track record for dealing with transitions very well.  I did cry alot the first two weeks, as everything was so new and I had no idea what the heck I was doing.  I think the hardest part was just accepting the craziness of it all.  I had to learn how to relax when she cried and not freak out that I was doing something wrong.  I had to learn how to relate to her and realize that she cam in to my life not the other way around.  I was so focused on her the first two weeks I didn't even have an appetite.  I didn't know how to carry on with life and everything seemed so intense.  I know now that alot of that had to do with hormones getting back into place, but another reason was just the fact that I was so focused on the pregnancy and labor that I hadn't thought too much about being a Mom and what that really looked like.  Not that even spending alot of time researching that would have helped, but still.  I think the concern was valid for getting depressed, but I am pleased to say that I do not have it and I am thankful.

   Right now what I am focusing on is just trying to be a good Mom, with plenty of grace.  This job is not for the faint of heart and I am learning to be in the season, just as little Riley is learning.  We are both learning together and that is all we can do.

  One more thing until next time:

my prayer life has blossomed.  Those midnight feedings and silence have allowed me to really slow down and pray for my little girl.. Aspects of her life, her future, that she wont get hiccups that keep her up...all sorts of things.  I have been able to pray for friends more and really allow the Lord to work on my anxiety.  These things are precious and need to be lifted up to the Lord.


"It's hotter than the sun outside"

     The blog title doesn't really make sense, but it does if you are a pregnant lady in the inland empire in September.  103 degree weather, bright shining sun, and way to much weight for one person to be carrying.

This...is my reality.  
       Now up until this point I would have to say that I haven't been much of a whiner, well frankly, I really haven't had anything that has been that bad to complain about.  My pregnancy has been really well and I am thankful to God.  But, I will admit, today I am tired, I am hot, and I feel ready.  All the activities that I find so difficult to perform are wearing on me.  I just want to put my socks on without having to awkwardly turn my whole leg out to the side, or to just be able to pick up a receipt off the floor in a timely fashion would be nice. I get all upset with myself now if I drop something, because it takes so much longer for me to get there. Okay, I'm done.
      Good news though would be that I am feeling some contractions!  They are not consistent, very mild, but I know what they feel like now.  I am 2 cm dilated, (thanks to 3 different medical personnel who checked :/), and her heart rate is nice and strong with no abnormalities.  There is so much to be thankful for and if I am a little more uncomfortable the last few days, I would say, we made out okay.
      2 days ago I was supposed to get together with a friend from the Bradley Method class but ended up going to the hospital for a small concern that I had.  I am glad that we went, but we ended up being there for a good 5 hours.  While we were there, I was being monitored continuously for her heart beat, and contractions, which ended up having some hiccups.  Her heart rate had dropped for a period of time, causing the medical team to request we stay an additional 2 hours for monitoring.  We agreed, but because they were so busy, the monitoring stopped for about 30 minutes during that 2 hours and we were both a little frustrated.  We had to apply more gel to the monitor ourselves for it to work again.  All in all though we were finally were released at 8:40 pm with everything checking out normal.  They were very thorough though and for that I am thankful that we are delivering at Loma Linda.
      I had my last doctor's appointment  today, and her heart rate was totally fine and normal.  I have to say that I just love my obgyn.  She is so great!  She actually offered to 'sweep the membranes' today to see if we can get things moving, but after talking we decided to wait until Monday if I am still pregnant.  Sweeping the membrane has 50 % chance of either starting contractions, or breaking the water.  I decided that things are moving along pretty well, and that we could wait to do that on Monday if necessary.
      I walked this morning, drank my red raspberry tea, (iced of course), did some squats, and had a nap.  All in all I will let nature take its course, we will pray, and I will continue my practices of natural induction.

Little baby will be here soon!

Psalm 62: 5-7  "Find rest, O my soul, in God alone; my hope comes from Him.  He alone is my rock and my salvation; he is my fortress, I will not be shaken.  My salvation and my honor depend on God; he is my mighty rock, my refuge."



        Oh how funny that would be to give birth on Labor Day!  Ha!  I just do not think my little girl wants to make her debut today.  She seems pretty cozy in there.  :)  I decided with help from my Dad that I would try to blog everyday this week. He said that he was going to call me everyday this week, because this is a very special time in my life.  How many times in my life will I be able to have this moment again? 5 days until my first baby comes...  Just 5 days away. Wow.  It is imperative that I write down everything I am feeling and experiencing since this only happens once in a lifetime.  It is the unknown to me still.  These few days leading up are just so special to a new Mom such as myself. 
         Random, but somewhat relatable was the week before I got married. (15 months ago today I married the love of my life)  It was so surreal just trying to soak in the reality that I was going to be living with my almost husband and we would really be starting a life together.  I remember thinking, where did all that time go?  How did this happened so fast?  It was just so incredible all of the things I was going to gain, as well as the things I would be giving up. This change seems so scary and unknown!  As is life.  Riley will be here soon, and in that instant out lives will be completely different; forever.   As daunting as that may seem and even sound as I wrote it, I must never forget that life is a constant change.  That IS the only constant.  As a great artist once put it in his song:

The only thing I see is nothing stays the same The only thing consistent is change, change, change" 

    Mr. Trevor Davis had it figured out.

        I think when the emphasis is put on this "change," the focus shifts  into panic and inadequacy.  It takes the wind out of the sails of consistency and turns it into this scary process that produces so much anxiety and uncertainty.   I believe going into parenthood with a mindset that coincides with  most other things that we go through in life, will allow me to  have the upper-hand.  In fact I think it is going to be awesome, and I can't wait to rely on Jesus and figure it out!    I know that this is going to be a whole lifestyle change, I know Drew and I will have a different  relationship, I know that I will be different raising a baby, but we can do it.  Regardless of a baby, change was going to occur.  As long as I hold on to that, and hold on to Jesus, (who does NOT change), I get some serious peace that I can rest in.

Philippians 4:7 "And the peace of God, which transcends all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus."

 39 Weeks! At Huntington Beach on out last little getaway!
 Look at Catalina Island.  Super clear.

Super excited about the cool ocean breeze.  We escaped from 100 degrees.