We had a rocky start because of my endometriosis- one doctor told me I was losing the baby but it turned out she was wrong, I was actually only 3 weeks pregnant and all the levels were reading so low. Thank goodness! Once we found out it was for real, I came home with a picture frame for Felix that said "my heart belongs to daddy", and once he knew everything was for real, he shed a few tears of joy!!
taking Emma home from the hospital
We shall fast forward through the 18 weeks of awful "all-day" sickness that soon followed. I was luckily in no other pain other than the incredible stretching and tight feelings in my belly, the constant bathroom runs, and by the very end- finding it hard to sit upright comfortably for a while.
Emma was due on June 21, and I really had a hard time deciding when to stop work. I finally decided the 12th would be my last day (I had an hour commute to work, and it was getting to be a bit much). So when I got home from my last day of work, Felix & I went shopping for a ring (I wear now, but it will be Emma's when she is older). I remember at the store I didn't feel well, but I just figured that came with being so pregnant. I told Felix we should pick up some video tape for our camera so we could tape the birth- but he said we have time to get that later. We then went to dinner at Outback instead. I remember getting up to leave the restaurant and as I passed a table, I heard them say "wow- she is REALLY pregnant!".
The next morning, Felix & I were supposed to go pick up an AC unit from a friend of ours who lived about an hour away. I woke around 8am and told him I wasn't feeling up to it and he should go by himself. Right after he left- I was lying in bed and felt a pop. I thought "wow- she really just jammed her bone on me somewhere...". Then I went to the bathroom and almost missed the toilet! Still..... I thought "JILL! Get a hold of yourself!". THEN- I felt a bit of cramping, and a few minutes later, felt some more. This is when I called Felix and told him to get back home NOW....just incase. (He later confessed that after my phone call he was thinking..."oh boy, is she going to think she is in labor with every little thing she feels now?"). Apparently, BOTH of us were in denial.
THEN- I called my parents, explained the feelings I was having, and as I was talking to them- I sat on the couch and Felix told me that I was soaked! I guess my water really did break!!! So I got off the phone with them, called the doctor, and off we went.
BUT- we had to stop at TWO DIFFERENT STORES on the way to get video tape for our video camera :)
Turned out the hospital wouldn't let us tape the birth anyways....
We finally got there, and the pain was starting to get pretty intolerable. Felix tells me I was being mean to him. I honestly do not remember being mean at all- and especially do not remember using any foul language!!!! Anyways, I told the nurses that I would take the epidural as soon as possible. About 4 hours later, they finally gave me the epidural- just after I had a contraction that sent my body into convulsions, dry-heaving, and me praying that I would just pass out and end this pain. I have to admit...I did give a little push with that contraction thinking maybe the baby would just come out right now.
After the epidural, things were great. I really could still feel a lot- but wasn't in any pain. The doc said that was all good and that I should feel a little so I could push well.
"We" started pushing around 6:30pm....by 9:30pm the doc said that Emma was not coming out on her own and he needed to use the vaccum to get her out. And by 9:45pm, out she came. Our perfect little angel.
Our 2nd night in the hospital was quite eventful! We were both very sleep deprived- I wouldn't put Emma down, and just held her in my arms all night, pretty much just staring at her and watching her breathe. Felix was half asleep on the cardboard couch next to my bed. I woke him up and asked him to make the air cooler in the room- so he got up, and pressed the blue button on what he thought was the thermostat:
An alarm went off (since the button meant "code"), so he decided to press the red button to stop it (which means "staff assist"). HAHAHA- so immediately the nurses came on the speaker to see what was wrong- and I can't remember if they actually came to the room or not, but it was pretty funny. Poor Felix!!
The next day, he decided to play a joke on my parents. Out of our hospital room window, we saw them coming in from the parking lot. The doctors had taken Emma to get routine checks done, so Felix took a pillow and wrapped it up in Emmas blanket and was holding it. When my parents walked in the room- he pretended to drop Emma (the pillow) on the floor. I couldn't stop laughing- had to hold my belly cause it hurt to laugh so much! Ahhh..... what sleep deprivation will do to you! My parents snapped a picture of our uncontrollable laughing. Can you tell from this picture what mature, responsible, amazing parents we were going to be!!!
And One Year Later...
This teddy bear is part of the cake we saved from the baby shower last year to use to celebrate at Emma's first birthday.
....checking it out
....."forget using my hands, I'm diving right in, face first!"
......."told you I would eat the whole thing!"
She LOVED it. She at the entire slice in about a minute, and when my mom tried to take the spoon out of her hand to help her, she got VERY angry and would not let go. Once she finished her slice, she kept pointing at the rest of the cake that was on the table....and actually whined a little when I brought the cake inside out of her sight!
Felix- this video is for you. We missed you very very much today. We love you and everything you do for us!
Watch how excited she is for the cake- her legs are kicking under the high chair.
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