Anya has finally arrived and I don’t know if there is anybody more precious to us than her. She arrived perfectly on time, June 1st. On Saturday morning Nick woke up at 5:30am to go to work. I started feeling strange and told Nick that he should be on the call, because maybe that was it. When Nick left for work, I started feeling mild contractions at about 6:29am. They were coming every six minutes apart but because they were very mild, I was not sure if they were real or, again, just Braxton-Hicks. Contractions continued for the next two hours and I decided that it was time to call the doctor. My doctor was not there but another doctor advised me to go to the hospital right away. I called Nick and he came home in less than 15 minutes (even though it’s a long drive from his work)! For some reason, I thought that my mom would be more nervous than Nick or me, but it turned out to be the other way around. Nick was freaking out a lot and was very nervous, which I did not expect that from him. We finished packing all our belongings and headed for the hospital. When we arrived, the nurses checked me and said that I am having early labor but not even dilated at all and only 60% effaced. Nothing changed within the next two hours and they sent us home. A few hours after we came home, my contractions increased and soon after the pain became almost impossible to bear but still coming on a irregular timing. I called the doctor several times and he assured me that that was not labor because labor is predictable. If only he knew that my contractions actually were irregular on timing up to the very last minute! Eventually the pain was so huge that I asked Nick to get me to the hospital as soon as possible, even though I was extremely scared that they would send me back home again. There was a concert on the way and that caused a huge traffic, so it took us a while to get to the hospital. Once there, they brought a wheel chair for me and took me all the way upstairs. Contractions were coming every 2 -3 minutes at that time. When they checked me, I was five centimeters dilated and everyone was really happy to hear that, because that meant that I was not going home that night. They gave me an IV and prepared me for an epidural. Nick told me afterwards how scary the procedure for epidural looked with approximately 20 centimeters needle sticking out of my back, but I guess I got so much adrenaline running in my body that I did not feel it. I progressed really fast to 7, then 9, 9.5 centimeters and than contractions slowed down a lot. They broke my amniotic fluid at 8 centimeters and it showed that the baby had meconium, her first bowel movement inside of me. That meant that they would need to clean her up once she comes out very fast. It took me 3 hours to push; the baby would not want to come out. When my main doctor had finally arrived and the end was close, she noticed that the umbilical cord was wrapped around baby’s neck twice! Her only concern was to get rid of the cord as soon as possible, so Nick did not get to cut the cord but the health of the baby was more important. Anya was born and took her to get cleaned right away instead of putting her on my tummy. Nick looked really excited and my mom almost started crying. While they were finishing up with me (stitching and all), they took the baby to the nursery. Nick and my mom went there with them and when they came back, my mom kept saying that we should not leave the baby alone like that, because she was just too cute and somebody could steal her.
Silly mommy. J
The first night was intense: lots of crying, not much sleep (almost none for me), but everyone was very excited. When they finally brought the baby, she was crying a lot and my mom would refuse to give the baby back to nurses. She would say that when Anya was born, she smiled so much and that the nurses scared her too much. She would even refuse to give the baby to me, so I sent her home to get some rest and realize “who’s the boss.” J
Breastfeeding started out a bit difficult for me for some reason but it’s getting better now with every day. Tonight Anya almost slept through the entire night and I got even worried that she did not want to wake, feed, or even pee. We got an electric pump, so now Anya should have plenty of people to feed her. She is still eating only a bit though.
I think we are finally building our schedule and routine. Nick looks like a proud daddy a lot now. My mom is trying to take over, but I am not letting her. I want to do everything myself and it seems I simply can’t leave the baby alone. She is just so precious, especially when she smiles! JJJ