Oh... Just some stuff!

Yeah right to trying to update weekly! If I had no time before I sure have none now! As I began typing this Jordan woke up from his nap. I'm sure Allorah will be up soon.

Surprise! I'm a big brother!

Yes, I got my girl! Allorah Jane was born April 24th at 5:35am!

I was in labor for just over 3 hours... it was crazy! I had planned to do a water birth and go natural, do breathing techniques, yada yada yada.

Well I went natural all right...

I was awakened at 2 am to my water breaking, on my due date, April 24th, both my children were very prompt. I stayed home for about an hour, then just felt the need to go to the hospital.
Luckily the hospital is only 10 minutes away.

We pulled up to the emergency entrance, the pain was really intense now. I could barely walk to the labor and delivery section, but I felt so weird riding in the wheel chair. We got signed in and set up in the delivery room, they stuck me with the big IV needle, and then I got to soak in the jacuzzi for a minute, literally I was already feeling the need to push but I couldn't believe that!

 I got out of the tub, and said I wanted an epidural (it hurt soo bad!) so the nurse went to call the anesthesiologist. They had to check me first though. I was 8cm!

Then suddenly a second later, I had to push! I really did not expect it to go THAT fast! I was actually trying not to push at first. I honestly did so horribly, I kept saying things like "Help me!" And "No! I can't do this!" I also said at one point "I really feel like I need to poop, what if I poop!" Ha ha! To be completely honest I didn't want to push so I wouldn't poo on the table. My midwife assured me it would be fine, even if I did, but I was still trying not to push. Then the midwife looked me in my eye and told me, "She has to come out NOW!" So I gave in, pushed a couple times and she was born! It just went so quickly... There wasn't even time to attempt to get a birthing pool set up. Let alone wrap my head around the entire thing.

But in the end it was all sooo worth it! We got to hold our baby girl!

I hadn't really decided if I was going to name her Allorah, I had another name I liked as well; but as soon as I held her in my arms I knew it was her.

We got to stay in the Children's part of the hospital which was beautiful! It had lovely light and it was huge!
The staff and nurses were great as well. They left us alone almost the whole time, ha ha!
It was pretty awesome.

Mt sister Katy and my niece Emily came to visit us!

I felt pretty good after having her, no problems, not much soreness. She blended so smoothly into the family it was like she had always been there. I know her being here has healed a part of me that was a little hurt from the first time around. She has been such a good baby so far! She has even slept through the night the last 3 nights! She is already almost 4 months old, time has just flown by!

Time flys!

It's already been 11 weeks since my little boy was born. Sometimes I still can't really believe I have a baby. I sit there feeding him at 5 in the morning, staring at his sweet little face wondering how I got so lucky. Then it hits me, I have a baby! I made this little person. It really is pretty amazing. I knew I would love him, but not the intensity I do in such a short amount of time. He is just the sweetest, mellowest little guy. He only cries when he's hungry or if you mess with him while he's eating, like if you take his bottle away to try and burp him or wipe his face, or for any reason, even if you arent paying good enough attention and aren't holding it the way he likes. He's very picky about his eating habits! I think I scarred him those first few weeks of his life trying to breastfeed him, he wanted nothing to do with the measly scraps I had to offer, oh he would scream his little head off! It was heartbreaking. I think this is why he's so intense about his food. I was starving the poor thing. Life has been pretty awesome as a new mommy, the lack of sleep is the worst part, and it's not even that bad. I'm so happy Jordan has blessed my life, there really is nothing like looking into your child's eyes. I love being a mom.

Surprise!!

On July 29th 2011 at 9:32 pm, my son Jordan Orlando was born.
We had been expecting a girl, so it was quite a shock! 

My water broke at 1am, it felt like someone had headbutted me from the inside! I got up to use the bathroom and when I stood, I felt this gush. When I went to the bathroom I saw I had lost my mucous plug (gross I know). I wasn't sure my water had broken though, so I went back to bed, but couldn't sleep because I was feeling contractions now. So I went on the site baby-gaga.com and looked up people who had their water break and lost their mucous plug at the same time. I found a few posts about it and by then I had to pee again and was feeling contractions pretty close together, I was getting nervous so I texted my sister who was thankfully awake! When I stood up to go to the bathroom yet again there was another gush, so now I was pretty sure my water had really broken. I decided then to wake Michael up, I said I thought I was in labor, but I wasn't sure, so I called Labor and Delivery and told them that I thought my water had broken and they asked me some questions and told me to come in. My contractions were like 5 minutes apart, I was really nervous. So we packed up the bags and got in the car. On our way to the hospital, I was worried I was going to have the baby in the car! The contractions were pretty strong already. Luckily no babies were born quite yet ha ha! We made it to the hospital just fine. I was admitted after some tests, because my water had indeed broken. At first I felt like I could take all the pain, I stood in the shower, rocked on a birthing ball, all that good stuff. I would like to mention my labor nurse was so awesome! She helped me so much. I will never forget her! Julie! A God send! Anyway, I did it natural for 8 hours, and I just was drained, May I remind you it was 1 in the morning when this all started, and 9 months pregnant nobody gets good sleep! The nurse could tell I was losing steam. She suggested (in the most caring way possible) that I might think about an epidural. She explained that it wasn't a failure or a character of weakness to not be able to do it all by myself. (I was exhausted and to be completely honest I was immediately ready for one!) But we waited a little bit longer. 

Finally I gave in and said I wanted the epidural, so they started the procedure. It was so hard holding still through the contractions, just thinking about that big needle made me so nervous! Finally it was done and oh the relief!! I could finally doze! It was hard to rest though because someone would come in every 20 minutes or so and check everything and that damn blood pressure cuff, it drove me insane! Hours passed. They checked me and I stalled at 5cm for a couple hours so they decided to give me pitocin. I could still feel one spot in my groin where the contractions were, no matter how many times I pushed that button the pain did not go away! (I pushed that button a lot! Ha ha!) They checked me again an hour later and I was 8cm dilated, but I stalled there again, so they boosted my pitocin and cut back the epidural. The baby's heart rate was dropping with every contraction and they were beginning to worry. My eyes did not leave the monitor that showed the heart rate. They told me if there was no change in two hours they would have to do a c-section, and oh that scared the crap out of me! But I didn't need to worry because I made it! 10 cm! Then it was time to push! Now, I was still so numb, I couldn't tell if I was pushing or not, but it seemed like I was doing okay. The pain in my groin was on fire now! After about 45 minutes of pushing my baby was out! They held "her" up and all I saw under the umbilical cord were some testicles! Ha ha ha! I screamed in shock, it's a boy! Michael's face lit up like Christmas morning. I wish I would have gotten a picture of that. He was one proud daddy! He got to cut the cord and then they put him on my chest, and he looked at me, oh the magic. I'll never forget seeing him for the first time or holding him in my arms, and the way he smelled. I know it's kind of gross but it's something I will always remember.

I was in labor for a total of 20 hours. It was not a bad experience given it was everything I didn't want. The support of my nurses helped tremendously! (Michael was pretty nervous ha ha!) But I had a healthy baby and that is truly all that matters.



 You'll never meet a more proud grandmother!
Michael's mom was pretty over the moon about meeting her first grand baby!
Michael's grandma as well!

My mom holding Jordan (who was jaundice, I called him my little glow worm)