One week ago we were hours away from meeting our next bundle of joy. Time is flying even faster now that we have two....
We are so excited and thrilled to have welcomed our little Addison Kate into our lives on October 31, 2011 at 00:47. Quite the surprise, as I wasn't expecting her until November 6th. I was kind of hoping for an 11/11/11 baby, but knew I wouldn't be able to hold her in for that long, I thought I'd at least reach my due date, but Rod and my friend Amy had a feeling baby would be born a week before. Amy's exact words, "by Sunday you'll be holding your baby"...she wasn't far off.
So begins our birth story - be prepared for a long read....if you wish to skip all the details you can go to the last few paragraph.
Saturday I felt awful, almost as though I were coming down with the flu, dull aches and pains (cramps), tired and just no energy to do anything, thankfully the weather was cold and rainy, so made us stay indoors the entire day. I think Rod was having sympathy pains as he wasn't feeling too good either. Sunday morning I woke at 5:30am to slightly more intense cramps. In my mind I was thinking, uh-oh today is the day. Feeling a little anxious I wanted to wake Rod, but left him to carry on sleeping, I would need him to be rested too for things to come. I tried to take my mind off of it but not very easy. I just laid in bed and started timing the contractions, very erratic 6 - 8 - 10 minutes apart. Rod eventually woke and I told him today might be the day...his response...uh-oh are you okay??
I messaged my folks, told them I think something is happening and also messaged our babysister incase we needed her urgently.
The contractions carried on throughout the day, and we already knew I was going to contract at home for as long as I could just so we could spend as much time with Emma than in the hospital. I had told our babysitter at 10am, that nothing frequent was going on that she must carry on with her day, but to please be oncall. The Dr had advised that I come in when contractions are 4-5 minutes apart consistantly for half an hour to an hour. I was also advised that I try come into the hospital a little earlier as I was Group B positive (bacteria in my body that could infect baby at birth) and needed to be administered Penicillin through an IV and receive 2 doses at least 4 hours apart.
My last request before delivering Addi was Dunkin Donuts - not something I eat, but had this craving. While Rod went out my gut told me to call our sitter and tell her to make her way through within the next half hour to an hour, this was around 5:30pm. I called, but no answer, smsed her, no response. called again... An hour later still no response from her....now I start panicking as contractions are going from 6 - 4 minutes apart! I had to go for Plan B or Plan C. Plan C was for my friend Amy to come through, she has 2 kids of her own, but was willing to leave them with her husband and spend the night here to watch over Emma. After my call to her I remembered Plan B and called our other friend Annie at 6:45pm. She got here by 7:10pm. Before Annie arrived, we quickly bathed Emma and fed her dinner. Then Annie arrived and we ran her through Emma's night routine before we dashed off to the hospital. Quite comforting to see Emma give Annie a hug when she arrived since we hadn't seen Annie for a few weeks. Around 8pm I was checked in at the hospital, and around 9pm was told I was 4cm dilated and at -3 station and would not be sent home - with contractions like that I would hope not. I got my first dose of Penicillin around 9:30pm and then was set up in my labor and delivery suite. I got to meet my nurse Carleen and Doctor, Dr Nieves...he is quite a delightful and funny Dr, gave us a two thumbs up and said, "we're going to have this baby tonight."
Around 11pm I was at 7cm and contractions were coming fast and furiously....I had to hold out pushing until 1am I was told so I could get my second dose of penicillin, I did not see this happening, but tried to hold it off, however there is only so much I have control of. Closer to 12am the nurse walked out the room and said if I feel the urge to push I must call her right away, I think she put one foot out the door and we called her back. The nurse dashed off and came back to say that it was okay to administer the second dose of penicillin, so I was quickly hooked up and she literally squeezed the penicillin into my arm - actually the faster it enters your body the more it burns...the nurse asked if she could carry on at that rate and even tho it burnt it wasn't anything compared to the contractions (in the back of my mind I was thinking is this the rush drug users go for?). All I could see was the nurse squeezing the penicillin as quickly as she could...then it was time to push. About 5 attempts and 30 minutes later I was told a head made an appearance, then her body, I had reached down to try grab my baby girl - Rod saying, "no not yet", and Dr saying, "no she can". So with Dr's help I pulled our baby girl to my chest and just smothered her with hugs and kisses, it sounds crazy, but the warmth and smell of a newborn baby is beautiful. I was wondering when they would take her away from me to suction her and clean her up, but the nurses left her with me for quite some time before they did this. Once cleaned up, shots given and measured we got another 2 hours with baby. This was great as Rod and I really got to bond with baby, I even got to breastfeed which was successful. We could not stop looking and aweing at our second precious gift, was like having Emma all over again.

Eventually we allowed the nurse to take baby to the nursery to have her bath and other checks done. I was told I'd be staying in the labor room for the rest of my stay, which I didn't mind as it was one of the bigger rooms. Rod was going to go home, but instead decided to stay at the hospital (4am) and then left to see to Em in the morning, (6am).
This was another unforgettable birth experience, great Dr's and nurses and Rod was once again the best supporter, being there for every moment and holding my hand whenever I needed it. At times squeezing my hand harder than I was squeezing his, that I had to tell him to let go. He said he was feeling my pain.
Rod brought Emma through to the hospital later that morning to meet her sister. Such a special moment seeing Emma hold Addison and just showing her love, and being so gentle. Emma actually got the final say as to what her sisters name should be...we gave her options and Addison was the one she chose. Wonderful to see the first moment of our two little girls together. Rod took Em home for nap and lunch, then came back later to have dinner with me. That night was hard for Emma to leave, so hard to hear your daugther cry for you, made me want an early discharge even more.
I had to be at the hospital for at least 24 hours before I was allowed an early discharge. All checks were able to be done in time so I could leave the hospital, but crazy thing....the wheel chair to wheel my out the hospital took longer to get than anything else...I waited in my room for 2 hours for this "service", all part of the protocol.
The one nurse who had seen me waiting and eventually wheeled out, said she could have piggy backed me out the hospital, I told her I was eager to just use one of the stools on wheels to wheel myself out.
We are all home now, and it's still early days to say how it's really going - right now it's wonderful as we have a sleepy newborn and can still focus alot on Emma - as days progress and baby becomes more awake, it'll be most interesting how we manage the time to see to baby and entertain Emma.
Em adores Addison, she talks about Addison as though it's her doll, so I'm not sure she gets the whole big sister, little sister thing. It was such a weird but blissful feeling, the one night I checked in on Emma in her room sleeping, then walked into our room and there was Addison sleeping - our two girls....still unbelievable that we're parents of two now.
We managed to capture a few (a few in my book is alot to others) photos of the birth. Rod was the photographer and manage to capture some great moments of Addison's first hour. We couldn't have pics of Emma's birth and none of Addison. So another chapter in our lives captured....
(sorry quality isnt great so pics are a little grainy)