My big girl.. Crawling around and now standing up on furniture. ❤ #lilahkate #milestones
#tbt to growing my little miracle. I miss my belly. #lilahkate ” Nobody will ever know the strength of my love for you, after all you’re the only one who knows what my heart sounds like from the inside” ❤
Lilah Kate: Birth Story. ♥
It all started on a Saturday night.. I was 5 days past my due date. The husband and I were having date night. We dragged our mattress into the family room in front of the TV (Because lets face it, when you’re 40+ weeks pregnant, sitting in theater chairs for any length of time is no fun.) Anyways, we watched The Dictator. Nothing like a good comedy and some “husband time” to induce labor. So I was having what I thought was just really bad cramps, so I went and got in the bath. The water felt nice, but they still hurt a lot and I was beginning to realize that they were coming and going in a predictable time frame. So I told Nando to grab a clock so we can time them. They were about a minute and a half apart and only getting stronger. Before I went into labor, I had a whole plan about how I wanted the beginning of labor to go. I had read a lot about contractions starting off like period cramps and far apart and getting stronger and closer as time goes on. And in my birthing classes, my midwife said labor at home until you get to the point where you can’t speak anymore. So here I am thinking I’ll have plenty of time to shower, do my hair and make up, finish packing my hospital bag, get the carseat installed in the car, relax, maybe go on tumblr a bit before any intense labor pains would happen. Boy, was I wrong. After I got out of the bath, the pain not letting up, I decided to start my prehospital to-do list. First thing first, shower. Nando and I went upstairs to let my parents know what was happening and get in the shower. In birthing class, we learned pain management techniques, and Nando learned what to do to help me through my contractions. So I’m trying to shower the best I can, but it hurts so much I can hardly stand. Nando helped so much by squeezing my hips together as hard as he could. He was also very supportive and loving. We got me showered as quickly as possible and then I stumbled out and back down the stairs.. in so much pain. I was so surprised by how strong and fast my contractions were.. I never had a build up period. They were hard and strong from the very beginning. So when I get downstairs, I fall on my knees on our mattress, and just cry waiting for Nando to finish showering so he can squeeze my hips again, it really does help. So he gets downstairs, I’m naked, crying, and really just a hot mess. He instantly starts helping me, and I tell him I’m ready to get to the hospital. So he runs and gets my Mom. They both come back down, and while Nando helps me through contractions, Mom calls my midwife and finishes the rest of my packing list. They get everything ready, including me. I pull on sweatpants and a blue t shirt my Mom grabbed for me. My hair is still wet and I have absolutely no make up on, and by this point, I honestly don’t care about anything except getting to the hospital so we can have this baby and they can make me feel better. Then we went out to the car that Dad had already running and ready to go. I labored at home for only about a half an hour before we went to the hospital. Driving to the hospital was the worst. I had like 8 contractions in the car, and nobody could help me. Nando would talk to me and say sweet things and I’d tell him to be quiet because the noise was bothering me, and then when he stopped I wanted him to do it again. It must have been frustrating dealing with me. I just didn’t know what I wanted and it hurt so badly. The hospital was only the next exit off the freeway, and thank goodness for that, because it still felt like forever. When we finally got to the hospital, Nando and I got out at the door while Mom and Dad went to park.
My contractions were so bad that I had to stop and get on my knees every time one hit. Nando still helped by squeezing my hips. It was around 1am, and I’m so glad because no one was around to hear my crying and moaning, and see me on my hands and knees on the hospital floor. We got in the elevator and then out at the labor and delivery unit. I had already preregistered and they got me right into a room. I got super nauseous and threw up. Then I got into a hospital gown and then the nurse checked my vitals and my cervix. I was a 4. Then she asked if I wanted an epidural. I had originally wanted to do it unmedicated because I’ve read a lot about epidurals slowing labor and a roller coaster effect until you had to get a c-section and that is the one thing I did not want. It seemed like all my labor plans were falling through. My contractions started out too strong and fast.. and honestly I just needed to relax, so I decided to get an epidural and I am so glad I did. She said it would take a while for the anesthesiologist to get there and if I’d like to get in the bath in the meantime. That was one of the things I liked most about that hospital. I was so excited that they had these giant tubs to labor in because what is more relaxing than a nice hot bath. So she fills the water and I get in.. I have my Mom pull my still wet from my shower hair up into a messy bun and Nando stays by the tub with me while I labored. Being in the bath felt good, I could move through the water and sway my hips and work through my contractions the best I could and it was just nice. Then my epidural got there. I got out of the bath and on the bed. You can’t move when an epidural is being inserted even if you’re in the middle of a contraction which was the case with me. There’s nothing worse than not being able to move through a contraction. Nando hugged me while they inserted the epidural. It hurt a bit putting it in, but compared to the labor pains, it was nothing. After I got my epidural, I wasn’t allowed out of bed and I had to lay on my side and switch every so often. It was awesome, instant relief. I could still move my legs and everything which I didn’t know was possible with an epidural. I liked still having control of that. Also I could still feel lots of pressure. Then I was able to relax until my midwife and her intern got there. She asked how I was doing, I told her I was good, just feeling pressure. I told her the nurse checked me a little bit ago and I was a 4, so she had her intern break my water. There was meconium in my water. Then they left again. I had an ultrasound picture of Lilah that I kept at my bedside. It helped me to look at her and know that I was doing it all for her and to think about what she was going through while I was laboring, it’s a combined effort.
When my widwife came back, I told her I had a ton of pressure on my bottom. She checked me and said I was at a 10. I couldn’t believe it. A 4 to a 10 THAT quickly!! It had all gone by so quickly that I wasn’t prepared for the next step, I was afraid to start pushing (I saw too many birthing videos on youtube. And a word of advice for new moms, or any pregnant lady for that matter, stay away from those videos. You may think it will help “prepare” you for what’s to come, but it doesn’t. It only makes you afraid, and honestly there is nothing to be afraid of. Your body knows what it’s doing and will do it just fine without traumatizing yourself.) Anyways, my awesome midwife told me we could give it another hour and let the baby naturally continue moving down on her own. So during that hour, I tried a technique we talked about in birthing class, to imagine what the baby was doing, whether that be as obvious as the baby moving down the birth canal, or a beautiful flower blooming. When she came back, I was still really really afraid to start pushing, but I kept getting the urge to push, and if you’ve ever had a baby, you know how strong that urge is and how hard it is to suppress. So we started pushing. Mom and Nando were holding my legs, and Dad was asleep in the corner. It was the most frustrating part of the birthing process for me. The midwife put up a bar and a sheet around it so I could pull the sheet while I push during contractions. Even with the epidural, I could feel my contractions and knew when I had to push. I loved that, because that was another reason I didn’t want an epidural in the first place. I liked my body having that control. I was just so afraid to push as hard as I knew I could because I didn’t want to tear. They even let me try squatting and pushing, which I did not like. Everyone around was saying encouraging things and I kept hearing, “I see her head, she has lots of dark hair! Keep going.” They brought a mirror out for me to see her crowning.. It just made me even more frustrated. It felt like I couldn’t get past a certain point. So they took the mirror back and I finally got past that point and I remember thinking okay now this is it, I need to get her out now. So I just pushed til her head was out, took and breath, pushed again, and her body came out. Instant relief. Lilah Kate was born on July 7th, 2013 at 7:53 a.m. (7 lbs. 15 oz. - 21 1/2 in.) The midwife told me earlier that if nothing was wrong, they would put her immediately on my chest and Nando could cut the cord. Speaking of Nando, he was so determined not to look down there, but he caved early on and watched her be born.Well when she was born, she was quiet, and they quickly cut the cord and took her over to the table.
I was panicked thinking whats wrong with her?! Why isn’t she on my chest and crying??? Everyone was with her, Nando asked if he could go too. I said of course. As soon as they got all of the liquid out of her lungs, she started crying. It was beautiful. I was so happy.
Then I got to hold her and breastfeed her right away. She was a pro, latched right on, and we’ve never had a problem since.
Then Nando got to hold her. That moment. I can’t even tell you how amazing it feels, to see your husband holding your baby for the very first time.
Then I delivered the placenta. There was a weird part on the cord, so they took it in for testing (everything was fine). Then we went to our recovery room, and relaxed and snuggled with out new little baby girl. Lilah Kate Munoz. She was gorgeous. A full head of dark hair, and dark eyes. We were instantly in love with her.
From beginning to end, labor and delivery was 8 hours. And I loved everything about my birthing experience. It was great! The hospital was great, our rooms were beautiful, the food was good, the nurses were awesome, my midwife rocked. It was just a great experience over all.
A photographer came by our room in the hospital and took pictures of her too. It was fun.
We stayed in the hospital for a day and then got to take our Lilah home with us.
Having her home was awesome. Lilah really was and is the perfect baby. I love her so much. She brings so much joy to my life.