In February of 2009, Stu and I found out we were expecting our first child. We were ECSTATIC! We had been trying for a little while and were so lucky to be pregnant. It was a great pregnancy overall. Not a lot of complications and just a bit of morning sickness. I changed doctors in the middle of my pregnancy for convenience. We were so nervous about making a 2 hour trip to Wichita when the time came so we found someone local. She was great. I did start having a lot of heart burn during my 2nd and especially my 3rd trimester and Tums became my best friend. I craved Chili Cheese dogs, fruit and veggies, and Caramello candy bars. I loved the little kicks and nudges and couldn't wait for our baby to get here. We got several ultrasounds and the baby never flipped over so we were never 100% on the gender of the baby until very close to the end but we thought it was most likely a girl. At about 22-23 weeks, I was having some hip and back pain so I did go into the hospital to be monitored for a couple of hours and everything turned out okay.
The rest of my pregnancy went well and we had 3-4 ultrasounds and could never really 100% find out the gender of the baby. My doctor kept telling us that the baby had not turned yet, but still had time. Finally, at 37 weeks, I had my final ultrasound and the baby had still not turned so we scheduled a Cesarian Section for October 23rd, 2008 at 3:15pm. I was on a rollar coaster of emotions the day before. The fears and worries of being a mommy, the fear of the c-section and anesthesia and recovery. The sadness of the end of my pregnancy and the excitement of being a mommy and starting this new adventure with our beautiful child. I cried more that week than I felt I ever had in my life. Stu was such a rock for me and he reassured me that everything was going to go great and we would be taking home our sweet little baby soon. We checked in to the hospital around noon on the 23rd and got settled in our room. I changed into my gown and laid in bed. It was the middle of Neewollah and we were closing the office early that day. My mom and dad and Stu's dad and step-mom came to sit with us and await the arrival of their grandchild. The nurses were wonderful and walked us through the process and performed tests and got me all set up (with a few hiccups along the way, man I hate catheters!). We found out that a woman down the hall from us had been in labor and was having complications and they were going to give my spot to her for an emergency c-section. While they were transporting her to the operating room, they encountered some bumps and caused her to have the baby basically in the hallway. What an exciting day at Independence Mercy Hospital. We did discover later that it was Julie Staab, she and her husband were in our Prepared Childbirth class earlier. So our babies have the same birthday. Recovery was slow but I am so thankful for our sweet little girl. I won't carry on anymore in this post.
More later!
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