This is the story of Grace Elizabeth Messenger's grand entrance into the world. We apologize for length and if it is to graphic for you. =)
It all started on the the 26th of February I was getting ready for work after taking a nap and all the sudden I felt like I had wet myself. Since my muscles haven't been the strongest down there I didn't think much of it. Went to work got going on stuff to do and every so often I would just feel awful. I kept leaking and finally figured out that it wasn't pee and was probably my water leaking. I didn't freak out because it was a small leak and nothing else was going on.
About 2 I think I realized that I was having contractions. They were about 30-40 minutes apart and not too bad. So I texted Justin at work and my mom saying I think something is happening. I continued at work. It was really hard to be happy and polite because I felt weird but I continued on. It actually was a busy day at work and went by really fast. At about 6:00pm my contractions started to get worse. I would get super nauseous after with hot flashes, then cold chills. In between them I was so tired. They started getting closer together and stronger. They were about 5 minutes apart. Thank goodness we were slow that night otherwise I may have delivered there. Then was about the time that I thought about going home. At 7:30, everyone was looking at me and making sure I was ok. So then I went home.
At home Justin was in a slight panic getting things ready since I had been keeping him informed. I was so happy to be home. I didn't know what I wanted to do or what I wanted Justin to do. I sat in my rocker and continued to have contractions. I was still so tired so I just closed my eyes and concentrated on breathing through the contractions then tried to sleep in between them. I was aware of what was going on but had no energy or desire to respond. When the contractions got really hard I had Justin squeeze my legs and that helped so much. Justin was so good at doing whatever needed to be done. We had a neighbor come over and give me a blessing really quick.
After a while they started coming 2-3 minutes apart and lasting about a minute. It was around 11:30 that we made it to the hospital. We let my mom know and she started on her way to the hospital. We got all checked in and up in Labor and Delivery and I was at an 8. I was thinking in my head before going to the hospital that I could be an 8. The power of thought. They asked me if I wanted an epidural and when I realized how far I was I declined thinking hey if I made it this far, how much worse could it get. It was painful but not unbearable. By then I was doing a low moan during contractions which I had read helps open everything up.
They were trying to get an IV in me to help with the baby and for precautions. I was a really hard stick, they had to try like 7 times. I am already a hard poke and then I hadn't eaten or drank much that day. So they finally got the IV and some fluid going and boom my Dr was there. I don't really know all that was going on because I was just focused inside and working through the contractions.
The Dr and nurses were a little concerned about the baby because she kept doing some crazy dips during contractions so they thought that the cord had gone around her neck. They mentioned the possibility of a c-section, then I said a little prayer that everything goes well. By then my mom was there and I think her and Justin also said some prayers that that wouldn't happen. After a while I couldn't help it I had to push. During a contraction my stomach would just push- almost like the feeling of throwing up, you can't stop it from happening.
I was then complete and they said ," If you want to push let's get going." They got me all ready and then I started pushing. This was probably one of the harder things because it was hard to know how much success my pushing actually did. My Dr. was awesome and said " You take your time and push when you feel ready." About this time my contractions slowed down so I had longer in between pushes.
After 45 minutes of pushing she was well on her way. After her head came out she just slipped out and no problems with the cord. She took a while but then cried and cried for a while. She was amazing! They gave her to me for a minute and then went to check her out. I got finished with everything. I had tore a little bit and so my Dr. stitched me up. But it really went amazing. So on Feb 27th at 1:47 am. little Miss Grace Elizabeth Messenger came to us.
After working on the mom/baby unit I knew what they were talking about and knew that everything was ok. By then I finally opened my eyes and could interact with everyone. I felt awesome! Tired but also very awake and energized. My mom asked if running a marathon hurt more then having a baby and I think the marathon was worse for pain. In running the pain doesn't ever stop but you get breaks with contractions.
So there you go, I feel so extremely blessed to have such a great labor. I was very happy that she came on her own even though it was a bit of a surprise.
She's so perfect and petite.
Weighing 7lbs 4oz. and measuring 20.5 in long. She is long but skinny.
We are both doing great! I still feel awesome, not very much pain and I am able to walk around and do whatever. I get a little tired quicker but not bad. Baby Grace is doing great. She is pooping and peeing and eating much better. We struggled with breastfeeding for a while but now we are doing good. She only gets up about twice in the night. Once around 1 or 2 then around 5 or 6. She pretty much sleeps or just looks around at you. Very content and we couldn't ask for anything more.
She is absolutely perfect and we love her to pieces.
