Now that she is a week old, life is adjusting... literally! I cannot believe we have 3 THREE!!! children! It really blows my mind, I am a mom to 3 beautiful children. I always knew I would have 2 kids but never dreamed of 3!
Both Mr. T and Peanut LOVE LOVE LOVE this Bunny! They both (more Mr. T than Peanut) want to hold her all the time and want to be a part of feeding and changing her. Peanut constantly says baby or I get milk or wants to be around her. Mr. T won't stop kissing her. We are blessed with these 3!
Last weekend is sort of a blur (ok not really, I remember a lot), nonetheless here is what I remember ~
Friday night/early early Saturday morning we asked my sister to come and spend the night because we were going to go to the hospital... (here are the facts: 1) I was DONE!!! 2) my Dr. was on call (I thought at 12am but that wasn't until 7am) 3) my Dr. said I could go a week early due to the fact Mr. T's b-day was the same day I was due 4) typically (well with the only 2 pregnancies I have had) I deliver about 2 weeks early anyways and 5) I legitimately was having contractions)... so Brandi got here around 10pm Friday night and we were set to go to the hospital at 12am. Now, I realize in a situation like this I have NO CONTROL over the outcome but dammit I wanted to! Anyways I was having contractions (which Brandi and I thought were a lot closer together... I guess it was just a longer one than I thought) but the other thing that was starting to concern me was that our little Bunny wasn't moving as much as she was previously. So that was my excuse and main concern for going in. Well, you guessed it, we were sent home (but at least I felt better knowing that Bunny was A-OK!) but my contractions were only at 11 mins apart (SUCKS!!!!) The nurse told me to call my Dr. in the morning to see what she wanted to do because she realized all of the facts stated above. So I was a little discouraged and tired! But I got up Saturday morning and started my day just like I have every other Saturday morning... this time counting movements (this was still concerning me). Finally an hour and a half after I woke up and only feeling about 5 total movements during that time I decided enough was enough and called my Dr. She told me to come in for a stress test to see what was going on and to see if she could help.
So around 11am my sister (LOVE her!) met us at the store (we needed milk and fruit for the kiddos) and she took our babies as we went off to the hospital again! We got settled into the triage room and the nurse brought my Dr. in. Dr. Martin checked me and I had progressed from the night before WOOHOO! But not enough to make a difference BOO! But she did a little something and asked me to go walk the halls for about 45 minutes then she would check again. OMG! After that the contractions started rolling and we must have walked at least 2-3 miles back and forth down the maternity ward. Finally I couldn't take the walking anymore and needed to rest so we went back to the triage room. Because my Dr. was in delivery I had to wait for her to check me again (the nurse wouldn't do it because she didn't do it to begin with). Remember my contractions are getting stronger and closer together. Oh and Ry has a migraine at this point ~ which to be honest I had NO sympathy for because of my situation but nonetheless he had one and needed to get something for it especially since it seemed like things were progressing. So Ry tried to go to the gift shop to get some meds but they were closed (REALLY???) so he ran home. While at home my Dr. came in and said that I was progressing, slowly (HA!) but I was a keeper!! She asked, because she vaguely remembered that I go really quick... WE ARE GOING TO HAVE THIS BABY!! I immediately started crying! Not because I was sad but because I was so happy and scared! This is reality... I am going to add another precious being to our family and I don't know if I have enough love (and patience) to go around. I at that point said a little prayer, I mean after all this whole situation was brought on by God, he will see us through it. Right after that I called Ry and told him to get his you-know-what back over to the hospital because we were being admitted.
I had to wait for what seemed like forever to go back to a room because they were cleaning a room for me. And my contractions are getting worse and worse by the minute (mind you I have had NOTHING to eat since the night before and I was HUNGRY and also mind you I have had NO drugs at this point so I was in a lot of pain) and I almost got sick! Finally at about 4pm we got into our labor and delivery room. Immediately I was asking for my epidural. Got it ordered and by 445pm I had it and was now on cloud 9! YEAH FOR DRUGS!!! The nurse checked me again right after the epidural and I was only at a 5-6; we still had time. At about 515pm my Dr. came in to check me and see how things were and while checking me my water broke and immediately it was time to push (now I must say here that the nurse had JUST checked me). Ry jumped up out of his seat and grabbed my leg, Dr. Martin took off her jacket put on a gown and gloves and we were ready to push (at least that is what I remember). Three (yes you read that right, 3) pushes later our sweet Bliss was here at 5:24pm on April 7, 2012.
There are some funny parts to this as well... I LOVE my Dr!! While in the middle of my second push Dr. Martin looks up at me and says "Amber, I think you are in false labor and we are going to go a head and send you home" at that point I looked back at her and said "HA that's funny!" AND the other funny part is that during Ry cutting the cord she told him where to cut it then told him "NO! Not there" he freaked! Of course she was kidding. But she brought some humor to this whole event which was kinda cool (I mean if that is your job... looking at women's whoha's all day and listening to them scream in pain who wouldn't want to bring some humor in??)
So there you have it, our sweet Bunny's birth story!
Now on to why we named her Bliss Raelee ~
I know that some people hate the name we chose, but really it was our decision and we love the name. This name has special meaning to us... Bliss means "supreme happiness, from heaven" and since she was completely unplanned and completely from God and for the reasons that Ry and I feel we are extremely happy in our lives together we felt Bliss was perfect. Also, it isn't a very common name (really hasn't been on the radar since the late 1800s... BUT there are girls named Bliss out there) but it isn't so weird like some we have heard. AND her middle name: Raelee... this is a combination name, Rae and Lee which happen to by my and my twin sister's middle names. See Ry really wanted to name this baby after me (don't ask me why but he did) and since I am a twin and she is really close to our kids (and I didn't like Bliss Rae) I told him I liked Raelee; its a little of me and a little of my sister ~ so we both got what we wanted with that name (I didn't want her middle name to be Amber or just Rae). So just like our other 2 kiddos this name has special meaning to us. And who knows, Bliss may bring supreme happiness to those around her in life so the name may be completely perfect (I know it is).
And now some pictures (sorry there is a lot) ~
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| In between a contraction... after the epidural! |
She is the spitting image of her big brother when he was born!!! Seriously she looks exactly how he did!
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