Our Princess has arrived!
And as the true princess that she is, she came on her own time! As most of you know I was scheduled to be induced on Sunday the 12th. We thought we had everything worked out, Austin and Dax and the whole family drove to St. George on Thursday morning for a wedding. I stayed home just in case (good thing) and my mom was going to fly in Friday night to be with me. Austin was driving home Saturday night after the wedding to be ready for Sunday morning. Well Thursday morning I got up and had lots to do on my to do list for the next 2 days. First I went to my last Dr. appt and I was dilated to a 2 1/2 and 70% effaced. So I went on with my day and ran all my errands. I got home around 6 pm and I started having contractions around 9. They were about 9-12 minutes apart and I started to get a little worried! I decided to just go to bed and try to relax. AFTER I kneeled down and prayed that I wouldn't have to go into labor in the night all alone! Well I woke up a few times in the night with contractions but was able to go back to sleep. Huge miracle that I got a good nights sleep. At 5:45 I woke up with a really bad contraction. They started out about 9 minutes apart again and I just knew that I was in labor. I called Austin and told him and then my mom. I wanted to make sure that I was in real labor before I brought everyone back. So I called my midwife and she said to come on in and she would check me before I had them fly in. (Austin was supposed to be able to have a friend of the brides personal plane fly him back if I went into labor so I told him to call and get it ready just in case.) Well my mom decided to jump on the first flight out to be with me
just in case. SOOO I hurried and jumped in the shower (didn't even wash my hair) and threw some stuff in a bag just in case I wasn't coming home and I was out the door. By then I was having contractions about 6 min apart and they were hurting! I jumped in the truck (Austin took my car) and NO gas! I had to go pump gas while having full on contractions! All I could think is, "this in an adventure, don't cry!"So I made it to the Dr's office and I was in pain. Ramona (my amazing midwife) hurried and checked me and I was dilated to a 5.5 and completely effaced. (With Dax I went from a 5 to a 10 in one contraction) so I LOST IT. I thought I was going to have this little girl all alone. She said we needed to get to the hospital right now. She said she would drive me because I couldn't drive myself and the nurse was freaking out saying that it was to big a liability issue, so I said I would just drive myself. (it was only 2 exits away) Ramona agreed but said she would drive right behind me in case I needed to pull over. I called Austin as I was driving to the hospital and said get here NOW that he was probably not going to make it. He informed me that the plane was not available and he and Dax were driving to Las Vegas to catch a flight. I called my mom and she was driving to the airport and was giving me the pep talk that I could do this. That I was a strong woman and that I could do this alone. By the time I got the hospital I was not doing so good and the kicker was having to walk into the ER ALONE carrying my bags and check myself in. Yes everyone was staring and they probably thought I was a teenage mother doing this all alone. I was pretty embarrassed and was emotionally not stable so I said to the man in front of me, (yes there was a line to check in) who kept turning around to stare at me while I breathed through my contractions, VERY loudly so the whole waiting room could hear, "MY HUSBAND IS COMING! HE IS ON A PLANE TO BE HERE WITH ME." haha I can laugh about it now. So I got checked in and taken right to my room and while I was changing I called my amazing friend Brooke who lives super close to the hospital to please come right now. And my mom had called my cousins (my only family in AZ) to come. They both made it there in record speed and got there just as I was getting my epidural. Brooke held my hand as I got the magic shot. I started to calm down after that and I had gotten my emotions under control (put my big girl panties on) and said I could do this. I also got a blessing from Brooke's husband Spencer and I just knew everything was going to be ok. So they checked me at about 10 am and I was dilated to an 8. So they decided not to check me again and as long as I didn't need to feel the urge to push they would let me be, and try to wait for Austin and my mom. My moms flight got in at 11:30 (THANK YOU my amazing friend JEN for picking her up and getting her there) and Austin's at 1:30. Well lets just say it was A PURE MIRACLE and answered prayers because they both made it! Austin pulled into the hospital parking lot as my water broke and was dilated to a 10. He walked in the door at 2 and she was born at 2:24! The birth went amazing and everything was perfect. I didn't even need a pain pill or an ice pack my whole recovery! She is just beautiful and we are so happy. Here are some pics of the amazing day...
My amazing support group who got me through till my hubby arrived
My mom and I
I don't think I have ever been so excited to see him!
First look at her
Puckering up at daddy
Holding on to daddy
Our first family pic of 4
1 week old