Saturday, October 26, 2013
The Arrival of a Princess
The 21st of this month was Kingsley's one month birthday, and boy has it been a whirlwind of a month!
Can I just take a moment and give all you moms mad props? Like seriously. Being a mom is really hard work. I completed high school, four years of undergraduate, three years of law school, a bar exam, and currenlty work as an Assistant State Attorney and it all pails in comparison to being a mommy. Thank goodness I have my mommy to show me the way :)
Kingsley was born on September 21, 2013 at 7:48 AM. I worked pretty much up till the day she was born. I left work on that Friday at around 7:30 PM. My stomach had been bothering me all day, but still I finished up a few close out memos and continued to deliver files to the appropriate persons/rooms. At around 5:00 PM I went to say bye to my boss. After a few minutes, I told him I was taking off because my stomach was aching. I NEVER thought I was having contractions; however I should have known better because my Doctor had just told me the day before that he didn't think I was going to make it through the weekend :) I went down to my office to box up my stuff for its next occupant (my friend Marshall was taking my office in my absence because it was bigger), but my stomach ache wouldn't go away. Eventually, I called David and asked him if he would help me clean the office out over the weekend if I just came home. He said sure, so I got in my car and headed home.
As I was driving, David called me. He asked if I thought I was really in labor because someone from church had asked him to help them move a piano. I told him that I needed to get home and then I would start timing my contractions to see if it was real or false labor. I told him I would be home in a minute, but he said, in true David fashion, that he had already left to help them :) What was the point of calling me then I ask you?!
I got home, laid on my left side on my bed, drank plenty of water, put "Dinosaurs" on Netflix (for some reason an escape to my childhood seemed appropriate) and started to time my pains. They were five minutes apart and they weren't going away. Oh boy. David called to check on me and I told him I wanted Chinese food, so in true Rebecca fashion, I ordered it and had him pick it up on his way home. Meanwhile, I took a shower and thought about how I really needed a few extra days to prepare for this baby; a few extra days it didn't look like I was going to get.
David came home Chinese food in hand. My hero :) I came downstairs ate and egg roll and some fried rice and continued to breath through the worsening pains. We then decided to watch TV. A movie called Paul was on. It's about an alien and the guys from "Shaun of the Dead" are in it. Pretty funny movie, but if I wasn't in labor I may have enjoyed it more... David will probably never forgive me that we didn't get to see the end of it. We then took the dogs out for a walk because our baby class instructor told us that movement was beneficial in the early stages of labor. I don't think the dogs liked it too much because I had to stop every few minutes because the contractions were growing stronger.
When we came home, David suggested that we go to bed. I looked at him and said that I didn't think I would make it through the night. So, I finished packing, I procrastinated, David packed the car, and we headed to the hospital. This was around midnight.
When we got the hospital, I realized that David had forgotten the baby bag. I didn't panic because I still hoped that the hospital was going to tell me to go home, giving me a little more time to prepare for my little princess. No such luck. We checked in and I was already about 5 cm dilated. I was having this baby today.
I thought I would be nervous or panicked about all the things I had yet to do, but instead I was just excited! I had waited nine months to meet her; to tell her how much I loved her. To see whose eyes she had and to see her smile. Now, I just wanted to meet her and I couldn't wait!!!
At around 7:30 AM it was time to push. It only took about 15 minutes and she was here. The nurse announced her weight, 8 lbs 2 oz, and length, 21.5 inches. My doctor told me I had a good pelvis, and it turn out he was right :) She was absolutely beautiful, and I cant describe how much love I felt in my heart at that very moment. Mommy was smitten and my princess was finally here :)
Pictures to come!!!
Can I just take a moment and give all you moms mad props? Like seriously. Being a mom is really hard work. I completed high school, four years of undergraduate, three years of law school, a bar exam, and currenlty work as an Assistant State Attorney and it all pails in comparison to being a mommy. Thank goodness I have my mommy to show me the way :)
Kingsley was born on September 21, 2013 at 7:48 AM. I worked pretty much up till the day she was born. I left work on that Friday at around 7:30 PM. My stomach had been bothering me all day, but still I finished up a few close out memos and continued to deliver files to the appropriate persons/rooms. At around 5:00 PM I went to say bye to my boss. After a few minutes, I told him I was taking off because my stomach was aching. I NEVER thought I was having contractions; however I should have known better because my Doctor had just told me the day before that he didn't think I was going to make it through the weekend :) I went down to my office to box up my stuff for its next occupant (my friend Marshall was taking my office in my absence because it was bigger), but my stomach ache wouldn't go away. Eventually, I called David and asked him if he would help me clean the office out over the weekend if I just came home. He said sure, so I got in my car and headed home.
As I was driving, David called me. He asked if I thought I was really in labor because someone from church had asked him to help them move a piano. I told him that I needed to get home and then I would start timing my contractions to see if it was real or false labor. I told him I would be home in a minute, but he said, in true David fashion, that he had already left to help them :) What was the point of calling me then I ask you?!
I got home, laid on my left side on my bed, drank plenty of water, put "Dinosaurs" on Netflix (for some reason an escape to my childhood seemed appropriate) and started to time my pains. They were five minutes apart and they weren't going away. Oh boy. David called to check on me and I told him I wanted Chinese food, so in true Rebecca fashion, I ordered it and had him pick it up on his way home. Meanwhile, I took a shower and thought about how I really needed a few extra days to prepare for this baby; a few extra days it didn't look like I was going to get.
David came home Chinese food in hand. My hero :) I came downstairs ate and egg roll and some fried rice and continued to breath through the worsening pains. We then decided to watch TV. A movie called Paul was on. It's about an alien and the guys from "Shaun of the Dead" are in it. Pretty funny movie, but if I wasn't in labor I may have enjoyed it more... David will probably never forgive me that we didn't get to see the end of it. We then took the dogs out for a walk because our baby class instructor told us that movement was beneficial in the early stages of labor. I don't think the dogs liked it too much because I had to stop every few minutes because the contractions were growing stronger.
When we came home, David suggested that we go to bed. I looked at him and said that I didn't think I would make it through the night. So, I finished packing, I procrastinated, David packed the car, and we headed to the hospital. This was around midnight.
When we got the hospital, I realized that David had forgotten the baby bag. I didn't panic because I still hoped that the hospital was going to tell me to go home, giving me a little more time to prepare for my little princess. No such luck. We checked in and I was already about 5 cm dilated. I was having this baby today.
I thought I would be nervous or panicked about all the things I had yet to do, but instead I was just excited! I had waited nine months to meet her; to tell her how much I loved her. To see whose eyes she had and to see her smile. Now, I just wanted to meet her and I couldn't wait!!!
At around 7:30 AM it was time to push. It only took about 15 minutes and she was here. The nurse announced her weight, 8 lbs 2 oz, and length, 21.5 inches. My doctor told me I had a good pelvis, and it turn out he was right :) She was absolutely beautiful, and I cant describe how much love I felt in my heart at that very moment. Mommy was smitten and my princess was finally here :)
Pictures to come!!!
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