She is FINALLY here!

Saturday, May 1st I woke up at 8:30am and kind of rolled over to my side and felt like maybe I peed my pants...so I jumped out of bed and ran to the bathroom. I got back into bed and as I was going to roll over I felt as if I peed again. I layed there for awhile talking to Sam trying to decide if I just peed my pants or if it was my water that broke. So I got online and started to research everything so I wouldn't go to the hospital and feel stupid if I did just pee. I tried a couple tests they recommended and was convinced it was my water that broke. So I called my mom and asked what I should do and then headed to the hospital around 10:30am. I wasn't having contractions or anything so I was totally calm...taking it slow, while Sam was kind of "Hurry, hurry!"

When we get there, we are admitted right away and they confirm, yes, my water broke. They hook me up to an IV put monitors on me and use Petocin to get my contractions going. They checked and I was dilated to a 4 and 70% effaced. I asked Sam to give me a blessing because I was freaking out and getting scared. Finally like 3 hours(maybe longer) I get contractions that are killing me, making me want to cry, so I asked for the epidural. While waiting for it, I am shaking and scared. They finally do it and it wasn't at all as bad as I thought it would be. So I lay in the bed and then we play the waiting game. Trying to sleep. Texting people telling them it was almost time....and so on. They keep checking me to see if I am dilated and no progress AT ALL. Dr. Ossanna comes in and broke the remainder of my water and said in one hour if there is STILL no progress, then we will have to probably do a C-Section. I am freaking out MORE and more just thinking about being cut open and I am teary-eyed and wanting to BAWL! (This was like 8:45pm) About an hour later they come check and NOTHING, so he said we will start the C-Section. I hurried and text Leann to tell mom it was time and that I had to do a C-Section and my mom just thought Leann was joking and didn't believe her at first. Anyways, so they start wheeling the bed and I off to go get ready for the C-Section. I start shaking like crazy and am just so scared. Once everything was ready we went in to the room and Sam came and sat by me and held my hand the whole time. I was shaking even more and kept my eyes closed almost the whole time because I could see the reflection of what the doctor was doing on the lamp overhead and it scared me even more. I couldn't feel anything but tugging and pulling and could smell, what smelled to me like burnt flesh and kind of like a dentist office. Every once in a while I would open my eyes and look at my heart rate and blood pressure on the machine. AND the whole time I was singing in my head, the Primary song, "A Child's Prayer" to keep myself calm......

Finally the doctor said "Let's see why weren't you coming out? Oh-because there are THREE of you." I was so shocked like "WHAT? TRIPLETS?" Then Sam peeped over to see and realized the doctor meant the umbilical cord was wrapped around her neck three times. He thinks that is why I wasn't dilating because the cord wrapped so much wouldn't let her drop down more. I think it was a blessing in disguise/miracle they did the C-Section and I wasn't dilating more. She could have strangled if done naturally. Well, so he cuts the cord and I hear a little baby screaming and crying. All I can do is think of "that is my little girl. She is finally here-after all these years it really is happening." They bring her to me so I can 'hold' her...I couldn't move too much and was still kind of in shock so they just kind of set her on top of my chest. I got to look at her for a minute or two then the nurse says "okay mom, kiss her goodbye." So I kissed her check and they took her away.....Sam went with her. They then started stitching me up and cleaning everything up. (the whole process from start to end of the C-Section was under 45 minutes...so fast and nice.)

Finally I got to go into recovery and see Ellie and Sam and I just laid there so relaxed and dead and GLAD the C-Section was over with and finally stopped shaking! Sam called my mom and I talked to her for a little bit about everything and decided that we would wait 'til the next day before visitors because I had to be in recovery until 1am and no visitors were allowed....and I wanted to rest, so no one until later Sunday morning. They asked if I wanted to try breastfeeding her and I said "no." I was soo exhausted and didn't think I could do it. Then a couple minutes later they asked again and I said "sure" and it went good! I got to sit there and hold her, too, for a while after feeding her. She was just so precious and I didn't want to let her go.