A walk down memory lane
I am feeling really emotional lately because we are a little shy of celebrating our baby girl's first birthday. The day of her birth. The day I gave birth to my 1 year old angel. Before I send out her big birthday blog entry, I feel I must get this story off my chest. Somewhat cathartic but mainly so Hannah can have it. I feel that she will want to know this someday and I want to be able to give it to her before I forget the events. This reminiscence is for you, Hannah.
One year and 2 months ago....
I had just gotten off of work on what seemed to be a pretty normal day, and started driving to my weekly ob-gyn appointment. As the nurse was taking my blood pressure as usual, she asked if everything was OK and if anything was upsetting me. Nothing was, it was actually a perfect, bright, sun-shiny summer day. My blood pressure was elevated and she seemed concerned. The doctor quickly came in and told me that I was going to be put on bed rest this weekend due to my elevated blood pressure. A weekend of bedrest quickly turned into the rest of my pregnancy. The details of the time are real fuzzy but what I do remember is....
-Bed rest for the remainder of my pregnancy due to Gestational Hypertension (high blood pressure due to pregnancy)
-Being put in the hospital for a couple of overnight stays
-Collecting 24 hours of urine at home TWICE, putting it in big containers on ice then sending them with Tom to drop them off at the doctors office (yup that's right, Tom had to drive a weekends worth of my urine in a clear jug, in the cooler, on ice, in public, to the doctor's office...TWICE!...Are you getting a visual?)
-Checking my blood pressure many times a day.
-Many test tubes of blood
-Having hot flashes when my blood pressure would increase.
-Lots of tears
-Being super bummed
But what kept me going was the need to meet you. My need to meet you was so strong at this point that it almost was all I could think about. That and what you would look like. But what really kept me going was knowing that you were going to be worth the wait. Grandmama and Candice decided I needed something positive to look at for 2 months so they found a onsie with "worth the wait" written on it and hung it on the lamp right by my head on the couch. I saw it everyday, and it reminded me of what I was doing this fo. YOU!!! And aren't you so worth the wait!!!!!! Anything is worth this joy of having a baby in your life. I knew you were worth the wait before I had even met you. That's what I thought without knowing you. Now I just can't imagine my life without you. I can say now, with confidence that you are worth the wait! The hard stuff in life is usually always worth it because the other side is brighter and better than you ever could have imagined.
From my perch
Maddie visiting and playing with Hannah in the belly.
After almost 2 months of bed rest, on a Thursday, the doctor says that I am dialated to a 3 or 4 and she scheduled an induction date for the upcoming Tuesday, October 2nd. Your original due date was set for October 13th, but the sonogram showed that you were a big baby already so they decided to take you 2 weeks early. ALL the family members were calling many times a day to see if I was feeling any different (mainly Diana, Grandma, Dede, and Candice). I was not feeling anything, just waddling around, same as before. I didn't know if you would ever come out. I still think you didn't want to come out, you were completly satisfied staying. But we couldn't wait!
I had just gotten off of work on what seemed to be a pretty normal day, and started driving to my weekly ob-gyn appointment. As the nurse was taking my blood pressure as usual, she asked if everything was OK and if anything was upsetting me. Nothing was, it was actually a perfect, bright, sun-shiny summer day. My blood pressure was elevated and she seemed concerned. The doctor quickly came in and told me that I was going to be put on bed rest this weekend due to my elevated blood pressure. A weekend of bedrest quickly turned into the rest of my pregnancy. The details of the time are real fuzzy but what I do remember is....
-Bed rest for the remainder of my pregnancy due to Gestational Hypertension (high blood pressure due to pregnancy)
-Being put in the hospital for a couple of overnight stays
-Collecting 24 hours of urine at home TWICE, putting it in big containers on ice then sending them with Tom to drop them off at the doctors office (yup that's right, Tom had to drive a weekends worth of my urine in a clear jug, in the cooler, on ice, in public, to the doctor's office...TWICE!...Are you getting a visual?)
-Checking my blood pressure many times a day.
-Many test tubes of blood
-Having hot flashes when my blood pressure would increase.
-Lots of tears
-Being super bummed
But what kept me going was the need to meet you. My need to meet you was so strong at this point that it almost was all I could think about. That and what you would look like. But what really kept me going was knowing that you were going to be worth the wait. Grandmama and Candice decided I needed something positive to look at for 2 months so they found a onsie with "worth the wait" written on it and hung it on the lamp right by my head on the couch. I saw it everyday, and it reminded me of what I was doing this fo. YOU!!! And aren't you so worth the wait!!!!!! Anything is worth this joy of having a baby in your life. I knew you were worth the wait before I had even met you. That's what I thought without knowing you. Now I just can't imagine my life without you. I can say now, with confidence that you are worth the wait! The hard stuff in life is usually always worth it because the other side is brighter and better than you ever could have imagined.
From my perch
Maddie visiting and playing with Hannah in the belly.
After almost 2 months of bed rest, on a Thursday, the doctor says that I am dialated to a 3 or 4 and she scheduled an induction date for the upcoming Tuesday, October 2nd. Your original due date was set for October 13th, but the sonogram showed that you were a big baby already so they decided to take you 2 weeks early. ALL the family members were calling many times a day to see if I was feeling any different (mainly Diana, Grandma, Dede, and Candice). I was not feeling anything, just waddling around, same as before. I didn't know if you would ever come out. I still think you didn't want to come out, you were completly satisfied staying. But we couldn't wait!
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