(FYI, this is a long story and I am writing it for my records, feel free to skip down to the pictures.)
THURSDAY OCTOBER 13th, 2011
This morning I had my Dr. Appointment with Dr. England and he informed me that I was only at a 2 1/2 and that this baby was going to probably be in there for another week or more. To say I was discouraged was an understatement. All of my friends who were having babies were scheduled to be induced and I was going to have to wait. So I did what any pregnant girl would do, I consumed an entire package of Oreo cookies.
I was working from home when I noticed that my pants were a little wet. (By pants I mean sweats and by a little I mean it looked like I peed my pants.) So, I changed my clothes and swore to myself that I wouldn't tell anyone that I had just peed my pants. I put a towel under where I was sitting just in case my bladder decided to explode again, and I continued working.
I had been thinking all day, just call the Dr. and see if it could be your water that broke. But, then I would talk myself out of it because a friend of mine went in the week before because she thought her water broke and she had just peed her pants. AWKWARD! haha But I decided to call just in case. When I called the office the nurse told me to come in right away and go to labor and delivery and get checked. Instead, I decided to shower and wash my hair just in case I was there for the long haul. Lucky for me the Riverton Hospital is seconds from my house. So I grabbed my already packed bag, snapped this before picture and headed to the hospital by myself.
I called Tommy who was coaching a Lacrosse game to let him know that I was going to the hospital because my water might have broken, but I really think I just peed my pants so don't worry about rushing home. I called my mom to let her know the situation but told her not to worry.
I get checked by the nurse and it turns out my water had been leaking all day, I did not pee my pants and then the Flood Gates Opened and the rest of my water broke. I wasn't crazy or paranoid.
I am admitted to Labor & Delivery with contractions every two minutes and I decide to tell Tommy that we are having a baby and he should come to the hospital when the game is over. (Don't worry, he left right away and came to my side)
I continued laboring with high pitocin and no epidural... lamest decision I have ever made. For some reason clinching onto the side of the hospital bed in so much pain I couldn't scream seemed like a smart idea. *Note to self... Always accept the epidural right away. My mom arrives for the long haul.
Epidural starts to take effect. I am enjoying ice chips, slushies, watching TV and chatting with Tommy and my mom.
Last nap before kids. Dad arrives.
Fully dilated but because of my hip issues we decide to wait for an hour so I don't have to push as long.
Lyla is ready to come with or without the Dr.
I start pushing without Dr. England
Dr. England shows up to catch Lyla
LYLA JANE MCNEILIS is born at a tiny 5lbs 11oz & 18.5 inches long.
To say she looks like her dad is the biggest UNDERSTATEMENT!
We loved all of our Visitors
The Handley's came... and Todd even held Lyla
Savannah & Lyla were 2 hours away from sharing a Birthday
Snigga & Johnny Boy came by the day before Charley was born!
We also had visits from Nana Pam & Papa Gene, Heather, Marty, Kim, Krychele, Chad, Tiff, Bry, Ash, Jason & the Neider's. And lots more when we got home!
We also received gorgeous flower arrangements from Grandma & Grandpa McNeilis and my awesome friends Rach & Cory, Meg & Chad, and Nichole & Chris!
Little Lyla Jane ready to go home.
I have never been in love with something so fast and so much.
Feeling so lucky and humbled to be her Mom!