Just like with Emi, I had been having a lot of contractions- some as long ago as Peter's birthday. I was actually half sure she was going to be born ON his birthday, but a hot shower and a long nap slowed things down and she stayed put. My water actually broke AT body pump at the Y. It wasn't a gush or a splash, just a strong "leak" that had me running to the bathroom and then thinking about if I should finish class or not. I decided to finish out and then the instructors were asking me as I left- when IS that baby going to be born??? I just smiled and shrugged.
I sent Garrick and my mom to work for a while and did some work myself and waited for contractions to start up. Garrick came home and we took a family walk to Mugby Junction for hot cocoa and coffee. As we walked the contractions got stronger and I was ready to head home to sit and rest for a little bit. .
Soon after we got home, my mom came and I was ready to head to the hospital. She couldn't believe that I was at that point already but I was pretty sure- they were spaced unevenly, but were pretty instense. When we got there, I got in the tub to try and relax for a little bit and then Suzanne came in to talk for a while and see how things were going. I told her that it was getting really hard already and she is so positive- "well! Maybe its time to have a baby!!" But when she checked, I was at only 8cm which meant... there would be a while yet. I stood up to walk a little or do something- who really knows what... and a whole line of contractions came along and pretty soon I was leaning on the couch in the room on my knees. The nurse had left the room for something to help me relax or some juice or something?? since I was over the edge and all of the sudden I told them- THE BABY IS COMING!! Sure enough- her head was crowning and I was still kneeling on the floor. She started to toss sheets to Garrick and told me to stay put. There was one or two little pushes and there she was- the cord was wrapped around her neck two times but otherwise she was perfect. She got passed between my legs and I was helped back up into the bed and we took a look at her and said that she was in fact a little Lainey. She was born at 12:30ish and we got to the hospital at 11. We said that is how babies are born in cars. Garrick said that when the nurse came back her eyes were HUGE! She couldn't believe that there was a baby in here with us.
Lainey nursed right away and the nurses were awesome- she stayed with me for at least an hour before they did anything to clean her up or weigh her. We called my mom a while later and she was absolutely shocked and dumbfounded that the baby was already born. She told Peter that he had a sister and he told my mom "That was a BAD choice" (He wanted a brother). He since has come around and calls her Lainey Harvey and likes to hold her and share his toys with her. Emi on the other hand is such a little mommy. She marched right into the hospital room, sat down next to Garrick and said "I hold da babbby" with her arms outstretched! She likes to find Nuks for her and tell her "Yainey--- no cryin...no cryin babby!"
2 comments:
I will always remember (and treasure) that day. You failed to say how GREAT you looked prior to leaving for the hospital. I could not believe you had, in fact, delivered Lainey a little over an hour later. When my cell rang, I was sure you were going to tell me it was goign to be awhile....WRONG. You had already delivered 20 minutes earlier!! You are a strong woman that I love very much, Erin. Your babies are beautiful. Look at Lainey's head of blonde fuzz in the picture with Emi! Loads of fun to come. "Full steam ahead>"
What a great story. You look amazing. And I don't even know what to say about Body Pump class. Wow, girl. You put the rest of us to shame. She's beautiful and perfect. Just like her mama.
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