To think, a week ago I was just as pregnant as can be (39 weeks 4 days, but who was counting lol) and now I’m holding my one week young baby!
December 1st: To induce ? Ultrasound screen shows she’s posterior, faceup, living her best life. Meanwhile mom (me) is freaking out about the high possibility of c-section, mostly trying to figure out how I would be able to recover from one with all my other children plus caring for a newborn.
The nurse informed us if they were to induce there would be a very high chance baby would have to be suctioned out or I would need a c-section. She also said I probably wasn’t dialating since its her soft forehead sitting on my cervix vs the back of the head.
We decided to let her cook some more, even though I wanted to meet her so badly. I left very discouraged. Dallin informed me no ones been pregnant for forever and she’ll come when and how she’s supposed too. It sounded nice, but I was still irritated.
December 3rd: at my Dr’s appointment, I had great news I had dialated to just about a 4! I was instructed to head right into the hospital if my water broke or when my contractions came 3-5 mins apart.
December 4th: Holland gets the stomach bug and barfed on every bed and on the couch. We’re in a mess again. We all had it just 4 days prior. -baby don’t come yet!
December 5th: rest, Holland Brooklyn and I slept all day
December 6th: I woke up with an agenda, and a huge rush of energy. Everyone was eating breakfast I start unloading the dishwasher when I started feeling pretty strong contractions. I start timing. Hudson says he has a feeling today’s the day. I keep cleaning.
I looked up when I heard a box of cereal fall out of Brooklyns arms and all down the stairs. I heard the sweetest “sorry mommy” and the both of us picked up every piece of Cinnamon Toast Crunch, all while I felt the contractions a little more stronger.
Laundry was next. I had washed all the bedding and just needed to make the beds. Dallin walks in the door and he asks if I’m alright, he can see I’m having frequent contractions. I asked him to help me start making beds. I’ve never felt a sense of urgency to clean like I was experiencing. Contractions coming in closer and stronger. We were making the last bed when a huge gush of “show” appeared, and then I knew it was time to go in.
*show:if you know, you know
My mom came over and she noted how quiet and calm I was. This is how I get before a major event. I was nervous about the birth (is she still posterior?), the health of my baby (did breastfeeding affect anything?), oh! and my dr. was out of town.
I went from 6cm to 10cm in under a min. My dr’s son, also an OBGYN, did a beautiful job and delivered little London safely into this world. Dallin filmed the entire beautiful spiritual event, It’s now a highlight on my story. (see here)
I couldn’t be more thankful for the safe arrival and beautiful daughter I got to bring into our family. We are obsessed with her. Eyes are round, hair so chocolatly and thick, topped with the pinkest pillowy cheeks and chins. (see here)
Month 9! We Made It! Can’t believe we’re here and that well be meeting our baby girl in a few short weeks.
Feeling all sorts of thankful for the time I was able to spend with my family on my babymoon. When we were packing up and leaving my husband looked at me and said lets go home and have a baby ~chills~ I loved making lasting memories as a family. I couldn’t ask for anything more.
We underestimated how many beach days we were going to take. I severely under packed in the swimsuit department, kids included. We thought we were going to spend 5 days in Disney but since the weather was so amazing (high 80’s) we all voted for the beach most days.
Spent three magical days with my family at Disneyland and it was everything I could have dreamt of and more!
So beyond thankful we were able to pull this off. We haven’t been to Disneyland in 2 years, which doesn’t seem like a long time but in baby years its a lifetime 🙂