That Tuesday, I headed home after work and began getting everything ready for our hospital trip that was scheduled for the next morning. I sat down with Maggie and rocked her and played with her (as much as I could) and savored every second of this being my last moments as a mother of one and her an only child...my baby girl. Later that evening I packed her up and took her to my mom's since we had to be at the hospital at 5:30am.
When Jackson got home, we finished getting everything we would need for our hospital stay together and had it all on the kitchen table ready to go. I took a warm bubble bath, which I did nightly during both pregnancies, and climbed into bed.
Around 11:45pm, I woke up to having back contractions. They weren't really bad, and they weren't close together...I was pretty much just uncomfortable. I would doze off for a few minutes at time and wake back up to check what time it was....of course time dragged on...I just kept telling myself, "my alarm will go off in 3 hours....in 2 1/2 hours...etc." Then from time to time I would have a regular contraction..but again...no where near being close together.
THEN....at 2:45am...I HEARD a POP...like a champagne cork...while having a contraction....I KNEW this was it...I clinched waiting for my water to come gushing....but it didn't. I got up and went to the restroom and nothing happened along the way either. I tinkled a little and went back to bed....completely confused. As soon as I got comfortable, a contraction hit and that's when I woke Jackson up and we got dressed and headed to the hospital.
My contractions were instantly 5 mins apart....by the time we were in Wharton, they were 3 mins apart. Jackson drove like 90 all the way there, but to me, it wasn't fast enough! When we go to the hospital, they were 1-2mins apart and were painful!!! I walked into the ER doors at about 3:55-4am and the nurse, taking her sweet time, took me up to my room where of course they wanted me to do paperwork and talk to them, and instead all I could scream was "EPIDURAL NOW!!!!" I swear I said that at least 100 times! Jackson quickly helped me into my gown and into my bed. The nurse was starting to hook me up to the monitors but after all my screaming, she finally decided she should check me...I was at an 8. The nurse that hooked up my IV came in to start her job, and the other nurse was going to go call the doctor, which wasn't mine because he wasn't on call yet. I told her I was ready to push so she checked me again (about 3mins after first time she checked me) and I was at a 10 ready to deliver!!! So....guess who WASN'T getting an epidural.....yes, me!! I was going to have to do it all natural! YIKES!!! Dr. Keefer from Bay City was the on call doctor, and as he said, thank goodness he sleeps at the hospital, because apparently he was the only doctor available at the hospital. I of course begged him for some type of drugs and he did try to give me a Saddle Block? which I had never heard of and didn't care, I just wanted something. However, when he was trying to do it, it started to cause the baby's cord to collapse, so he stopped....I was going to have to do without. :( Well, after about 3-4 pushes, and lots of screaming.... I heard my sweet baby girl's cry....she was here and was perfect!!!
She was born at 4:37am and weighed a healthy 7lbs 8oz and was 19.5 inches long. They cleaned her up a little and gave her to Jackson to hold. Being the proud daddy, he took a picture quickly and the texting began. Something I forgot to mention earlier, was in the middle of the delivery, Jackson asked me if I had called my parents. Really??? It was the middle of the night and I was in pain...when did I have time? Lol!! So he sent my mom and dad a text saying we were at the hospital and I was getting ready to start pushing....a few mins later, he sent a text to them and Alicia and Chad telling them she was here. I can only imagine how mad they were that their phones were going off at that time in the morning! Lol
Of course we didn't have a name for her, but Jackson did not get his blonde he had hoped for! My dad and Beverly were the first to arrive, and Chad, Robin, and my mom were there shortly after that. We discussed names but couldn't decide. Robin began questioning Jackson on names from his family, and Marion was his grandmother McMasters name. We had previously discussed that name...but passed on it. Everyone left at lunch time, and mom went to get us lunch. At that time, we discussed again, and chose Marion Reeves - Reeves being his middle name and his dad's name.
Later that evening, my Aunt Becky and Granny brought Maggie to meet her new little sister. I was missing her and couldn't wait to see her and her reaction. At first she stared at Marion and kept saying Baby Sissy and her eyes were the size of golf balls! haha She looked at her for a while then ran around the room playing....she was over it! haha!
We spent one night in the hospital and headed home the next afternoon....now a family of 4!! Maggie has been a GREAT helper...always wanting to give Marion her paci, covers her up, and tells her "No No Sissy" when she cries! Gottal love 2year olds!! :)
Here are some pics of Miss Marion the first few days. You won't see many of her and Maggie together because Maggie hides from the camera.
Sweet girl
Our little family
My chinese baby!
Time to go home
