Our beautiful baby girl has finally come!
The last month of my pregnancy seemed to drag on and on and on. Every day seemed to last 40 years, and I thought she would never come. But she's here and healthy and the prettiest girl I've ever seen in my entire life. I can't get over her. Most of the day you can find me just sitting and staring at her and smothering her with kisses. I absolutely adore her.
Hazel was born May 3rd, 2012.
I kind of knew it was going to happen that day. The day before all day long I was having contractions. They weren't too painful, and they were really irregular. I probably googled a million times that day whether or not to go to the hospital. I google everything. All it told me was that I'd know. I decided they weren't bad enough to go in yet, so Tyler and I went grocery shopping instead. In hindsight, maybe not the best idea. I was kind of hurting, and walking around wasn't making anything better.
That night I didn't sleep at all. I finally decided to just get up at 5 in the morning and shower and try to get my mind off the pain. I still wasn't convinced it was time to go to the hospital.
Tyler was supposed to work that day, but he had a feeling that the baby was coming, so he called in and took the day off. I was really trying to make him go to work. I was having a hard time believing that Hazel was coming that day, but good thing for Tyler's feeling because around 6:30 I couldn't even stand or talk when a contraction came on, and they were coming almost every five minutes. I googled it and then finally decided to go to the hospital.
The whole drive to the hospital I was so worried that we'd get there and they'd send us back home. I did not want that to happen. Luckily, that's not what happened. We got to the hospital around 7 o'clock, and I was 5 cm dilated. They admitted me right away.
After that, everything is kind of a blur. I ended up having Toxemia, and Hazel's heartbeat kept going down. They hooked me up to an IV and even had NICU come into the room. I knew I should have been worried, but honestly, I was too focused on the pain and was having a hard time being worried about anything else. I kept quiet the entire time because I knew if I started screaming or crying, I wouldn't be able to stop.
I was so irritable the entire time. I didn't like being touched or even talked to. I basically ignored anyone who tried to talk to me. Someone said something funny once, and everyone started laughing. I can't even describe how mad I was at them for laughing. That was not the time or place to laugh! I promise I'm not that mean all the time!
Everything happened so fast, I didn't even have time to think about an epidural. At 12:10 p.m., Hazel was born. She was a healthy 8.0 pound, 20 and a half inch long baby. She's so precious, and definitely well worth every moment of pregnancy and all the pain of labor. I'm one proud mama!
|She has red hair! I love it. I love her!|
|She has Tyler wrapped around her finger|
|I can't get over her|
|They love sleeping. She's clearly Tyler's daughter.|
|Do all parents love their kids this much? I'm obsessed|
|She loves laying on her side. She'll roll over to her side almost every night|