It’s still hard for me to wrap my mind around having a one year old tomorrow (Sept 27) It feels like yesterday I saw the 2 pink lines while Andrew was at work and I waited for him to get home to tell him the GREAT news! I cried so many tears of joy that night! We had been praying for almost 2 years for God to bless us with another baby! When he arrived home I was in the middle of my quiet time and had him join me. I had wrote in his Bible by a verse, that baby number #2 is due! It’s crazy that has been more like 20 months ago!
A year ago from today we had our last doctor appointment. My due date was Oct 5. When we went to our appointment she said she wouldn’t be surprised if she saw us tomorrow… Yea we heard that a few days prior because I was at a 3 for at least a week before she arrived. So I didn’t really think “tomorrow’ would be the day ha
Andrew had just had all his days off for that week and he kept joking that it would be great for me to go into labor at the beginning of his work week so he would have more days off… isn’t that most men haha So we went to bed and he was prepared to go to work the next morning. At around 2 am I started tossing and turning in my sleep. This wasn’t normal for me considering I normally (pregnant or not) get a pretty good nights sleep. After about 2 hours of tossing I was finally awake laying there realizing I was starting to feel pain. Which was also strange to me because with Brantley I never felt “real” contractions because I was put on pitocin after my water broke. So I didn’t feel the gradual going into labor with him. It was all the strong fake contractions and I stayed at a 1-2 cm for a good 9 hours! A whole different story this time! (I’ll have to write his story out since I never did…5 years later haha) So around 4 am Brantley came in the room and crawled in bed next to me. It was such a surreal moment. This was the last time I would hold my baby before we brought his sister in the world. He laid there wide awake talking to me. At this time I had downloaded a contraction app on my phone and started timing them. They were about every 10 mins when I first started counting. Every time one would come it was just a little uncomfortable and Brantley could tell something was wrong. He kept asking,” What’s wrong Mommy.” “It’s going to be okay Mommy.” all while holding my hand. Andrew had to be up around 530 for work and once his alarm went off they were more around 6 minutes apart I would say. Brantley was still awake being the sweetest. Contractions were getting closer and stronger but I still knew we had time. Brantley asked, ” Is it baby day today!?” with the biggest smile on his face. He was so excited to become a BIG brother! When Andrew woke up I told him he probably shouldn’t go to work. He thought I was joking but clearly 6 minutes later he could see I wasn’t hah So his plan to get days off of work had went his way haha We got up and called our parents to tell them we thought today was the day.
We got out of bed and started gathering things together. Andrew jumped in the shower. Brantley ate powdered donuts. I began doing the dishes! haha I did not want to come home to dirty dishes in the sink! I filmed a lot of this (which I still need to put on my computer!) Brantley was so excited and I can still see the smile on his face. We decided to head to my mom’s house and wait there since it was 20 mins closer to where our hospital was. On the way to my mom’s the contractions become a lot stronger and within 4 minutes apart. I told Andrew we need to just drop Brantley off and head to the hospital. We walked Brantley inside and gave hugs and I shed a few tears. I didn’t know if I was ready to leave him to go see his sister. I was so nervous and was so used to just me, him and his dad for so long, was I ready for change?! Ready or not she was coming!! haha
We headed to the hospital, every 3 mins gripping the door handle and not talking while I concentrate to get through the pain! We reach the hospital 35 minutes later. We get checked in and taken up to Labor & Delivery. I requested the room with the bath because I wanted to labor in the tub. When we got there someone was already in it (but they already had their baby) so we first started in a small room to determine if we were going “to stay or not” the nurse said.. WE’RE STAYING I told Andrew. I was still around a 3-4 which was good considering Brantley’s 1 cm for 9 hours lol . I knew one thing I didn’t want to do was lay there and wait around (another thing they had me do with Brantley.. first time mom I had no clue and did everything the nurses said) this time around I knew I wanted to walk and move as much as possible. My mom and dad arrived within the hour. We then started walking halls. I texted my birth photographer and said it’s GO TIME! We walked for at least 2 hours. Contractions were STRONG and within 2 minutes apart. Every 2 minutes I would hold onto the wall or bend over to try to relieve some pressure. I saw my doctor while we were walking and I told her I refused to go home, and she said, “We’re having a baby today, don’t worry”. The nurse had me come back to the tiny room and lay down and check stats. This is when the pain really hit me. I laid there at least an hour and this is when I started to cry because the pain was so strong and all I could do was lay there and take it. I needed to get up and move or get into that bath.. Little did I know during that hour I was laying, they were in the process of moving the other new parents out of my room so I could get in the tub!
I told the nurse I had to get up and move and she said,”Well we are keeping you..” WELL DUH!! I thought lol Then said they were filling the bath tub up so when we get to the room I can jump on in. hah She brought the wheelchair and asked if I was ready and I said YES and I’m walking. So I walked and stopped every few feet to bend over to relieve the pain. Once we finally reached the room, I “jumped” right in. My photographer arrived once we made it to the new room. The pain literally felt like it went away when I got in the bath. I was in heaven! I could go back to smiling and laughing with Andrew and my mom. I labored in there for about an hour and then I began feeling the pain stronger again. I needed them to check me and they said about a 6-7. About ten minutes later I felt so much pressure (stuff I never felt with Brantley. I got an epidural after 8 hours of labor and still didn’t deliver him for about another 16 hours when they said it was go time!) I told them I needed to push this baby out! The nurse said about a 7-8, and we needed to get to the bed so we were ready when it was time.
We hobbled my painful body to the bed and got put in my favorite position, NOT. The laying down was terrible and of course made it 10x worse again! I kept telling Andrew and my mom I needed an epidural. I didn’t care how far I had come, I needed it NOW. (Sorry Andrew and Mom for being mean lol) They gave me some sort of pain medicine and it felt amazing. I was able to rest and zone out the pain. But once they said I was getting closer to go time, I had to get taken off the medicine so it wouldn’t pass to baby. Once I heard that it was a mind game because whether I was still on the medicine or not, my pain level went from 8–100 in a second! Once again I NEEDED an epidural! It took them almost an hour to get the anesthesiologist to the room. Literally right after he put the epidural in, he began cleaning up and here came my doctor putting on her gown. She looked at me and said,” You ready?” UHM no because my epidural has not kicked in yet! lol
10 minutes later we heard those first cries. (Brantley was 3 hours of pushing! )
Breelan Docia-Rose September 27, 2017 2:25 pm
6 lbs 3 oz
Now it was time for Big Brother to meet his little sister! The photos Sadie Lane Photography captured just blew me away. The little 3 year old running down the hall with his smile (and tongue) on his face ready to meet his sister just brought me to tears!
His dad and him walked in the room and the look on his face was priceless. He was SO happy she was here! And SO happy to see his mommy. You better believe I was so happy to see him too!
He climbed up on the bed with Breelan and I and gave her a gift (her “night night”) and he said, “Here baby sister is your night night” Then Dad went over and grabbed a bag for him and told him this was from his sister. He didn’t know what to think. His sister got him a present?!! He opened it up and it was a Rescue Bot, Boulder to be exact. (He loves rescue bots and he just started getting into them but he didn’t have any of the toys yet … now he has them all lol but anyways during my pregnancy he named me Boulder, and his sister Little Boulder. And he was Heatwave.) I thought Boulder would be perfect since that’s what he called his sister, like she knew he called him that ❤ He was SO excited that she got him Boulder!
Now that Big Brother got to meet and visit with Breelan, it was time for him to go get the Nanas and Papas. Brantley went and brought them back to the room. Everyone was head over heals for her.
24 hours later we were released and heading home!! WE ARE A FAMILY OF FOUR ❤
*The cutest thing, Brantley took his Boulder to school the next day and told his teacher that his sister got it for him. For the next few months he took that toy EVERYWHERE!! He was and is one PROUD BIG BROTHER!
Surprisingly he still wants her around! Most siblings I feel like would want to get rid of there little sister/brother, but every time we say we’re going to leave her at a Nana’s house he starts to have tears and says NO! I am so proud of him and the brother he is to Breelan ❤
Here is a photo from today (9.26.18) when they were playing together!
I planned on writing my birth story out every month that went by,… and now a year has gone by!
Happy Birthday Baby Girl. I love you so much.