Miss EmmaLeigh Carroll
First... I apologize for the length of this and of previous birth type posts to all 1 1/2 of my readers ;)
Miss Emma is the 2nd child, so my pregnancy with her was very different for a lot of reasons, but basically because I knew what to expect, or so I thought. Emma's pregnancy was horrible and that's the only way I know to describe it. I was sick from day 1. I'm pretty sure I began puking the day I conceived and didn't stop until a few seconds before she arrived. Wes and I began thinking we wanted a 2nd child just a few weeks after Miller turned 1... yes 1, I know we were crazy! But, we wanted our children close in age for various reasons. So Miller turns 1 in August, we start thinking about expanding our family a few weeks later.... and skipping a few details... WOW.. I'm pregnant in October AGAIN!
I woke up one morning the first of October, sick on my stomach, the kind of sick feeling you get from motion sickness. Maybe it was something I ate, maybe a bug, nope.... it was Pregnancy Sickness (Once you've seen it, you know it!) I was scared and excited all at the same time. The morning sickness continued the entire pregnancy, eventually with me losing 15lbs instead of gaining any weight. I couldn't eat and what I did, didn't stay down. I was on 6 different nausea medicines, spent 3 nights in the hospital on different occasions for fluids from dehydration, and felt horrible the entire 9 months. Plus, I had a almost 2 year old running around the whole time!
My due date with Miss Emma was today, August 2nd. She was a large baby at first ultrasound so the timeline kind of got a little mixed up, from the date I thought conception would have taken place to to her due date due to her size. I had a rough pregnancy but every ultrasound and test of miss Emma they did, she was thriving. She was able to get everything she needed from me.
As I said, my Due date was August 2nd. I went in on the 2nd and the doctor checked me and did an ultrasound. Emma was still in good shape, had plenty of fluid, and didn't seem to be ready to make her entrance yet. I was dilating a little and by my due date check I was already 3cm dilated. The midwife that I met with that day did a little procedures to kind of get the ball moving. It didn't work. I was to call back in 5 days if I din't go into labor, but she didn't think we would go that long. She thought she would see us at the hospital within the next few hours. She was wrong, really wrong! 5 days later, I was still pregnant and had another appointment to meet with the doctor. I went in and they also said they couldn't believe I was still not in labor, but thought it would be that night for sure. They were still wrong! They had me go ahead and schedule a apointment for an induction the morning of August 9th... 7 days overdue! We went home got all of our bags packed and just waited. We were ready to be at the hospital early morning on the 9th. We had dropped Miller off with his grandparents, gave him lots of kisses, and explained to him that mommie's baby would be here the next time he saw Mommie & Daddy.
Well, in typical Em fashion, she must do everything her way. About the time we pulled out of my Inlaws from dropping off Miller I felt a little "cramp" And deep inside I knew, this was it. I was scheduled for an induction in the early morning but she was going to come in her own way. I had made the decision earlier that I was going to "labor" at home for a while. I thought I would know when it was time to go to the hospital and I wasn't going to have the doctor send me to the hospital just to send me back home because I wasn't ready again. We went home to get ready for bed, and it was obvious Emma wasn't waiting. I took a quick shower and almost couldn't get my hair dried before doubling over in pain. This labor was happening a lot faster that the first. We got packed and called into the hospital to let them know we were on our way.
By the time I got to the hospital, I was in serious pain. I was hurting and couldn't even time the contractions, they were coming so fast. We pulled up, I walked into the delivery room and the nurse gave me a gown to change into and my water broke as soon as we walked into my room. This baby was coming, and fast! I got laid down, IV's in and the nurse checked me... I was 8cm dilated. She called immediately for the doctor and I immediately asked for pain meds. I had the Strep B Virus with Emma and knew ahead of time that I would need to be treated with an antibiotic before delivering my baby girl. I was so dehydrated that before I could be given the epidural or the antibiotics I had to be given 2 entire bags of fluid. I was in serious pain, my contractions were continuous by this point, with almost no relief. It felt like forever for both those bags of IV fluid to drain down. Finally they were in and I cold get my epidural. The epidural took and finally after 4 hours of constant pain, I had some relief. I was so exhausted from fighting the pain that they wanted me to rest if I could. I was already dilated to 10cm and ready to push around 1am. However, I still had to have my antibiotic and I was feeling just fine with my epidural, and Miss Emma was sitting pretty, no stress on her at all. My doctor checked me right after getting the epidural and told all nurses not to touch or check me again until the antibiotic was in, because she was afraid Miss Em would make her grand appearance when no one was ready! She had me "labor down" and wait until the antibiotic was in and then we were ready to push. I started pushing at 5:30am on the dot. They had all the nurses ready and it was time! Dr. T got in position at 5:30 and Em was here with the first push... One hard push and she was here! The nurse didn't even have time to lay out a blanket, she was laid on my chest and we were all in shock. My precious baby girl was here! It was August 9th, at 5:34am. Emma was so precious and so beautiful. She was smaller than Miller and weighed in at just 7lb12oz and 21 inches long.
The nurse took my sweet girl to clean her off, get her scores, and weight checks. She also had a tough time keeping up her body heat on her own so she had to stay under the heat lamps for a few extra hours.
Because it was so early in the morning and we had been up all night long, everyone went home to take showers and get naps. Wes & I layed there looking at our precious baby girl and were so happy that she had joined our family. Later that afternoon Big Brother Miller finally came up for a visit. We had missed him so much, but he was not very thrilled to meet his new sister. From day one Miller was not very interested in Miss Emma, well that's not really changed!
Luckly because Miss Emma was doing so well and I was also recovering well, we were able to come home the very next day! We left the hospital on Aug, 10th which was also Miller's 2nd birthday. We welcomed home a new baby girl and celebrated a newly turned 2 year old on the same day!
Emma is such a sweet girl and we are so blessed to have her as our daughter, I couldn't be more proud to be a mom!
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