I was scheduled to have a c-section on Friday, Sept 16th. So you can imagine my surprise when I started having contractions on Monday. After I work on Sat and Sun, I would get Braxton Hicks on Monday, but it would never get too bad and usually they stopped by night.
I took Ainsley to school on Monday morning, Nana and I went and got a pedicure, then picked Ainsley up and went to McDonalds.
We came home and I laid Ainsley down to watch toons and take a nap. By the time I was to the couch, I had my first contraction. I knew they were real because they hurt in places that shouldn't hurt at all! :)
I waited a couple hours and they didn't stop. They weren't consistent but they kept coming, so I decided to call Joe. If we were going to have to go the hospital, I wanted to give him a heads up so he could get ready at work.
He came home around 10pm or so and I was still hurting. But I ate an apple and we went to bed. I thought I would at least wait through the night to make sure. (I was induced with Ainsley, so I never had any contractions on my own. So I didn't know what to do with this situation!)
I slept very little due to the pain coming every 8-10 minutes all night...so at 4am (when Joe's alarm went off) I told him we better be safe and head to the hospital.
We didn't move fast...I was still very unsure of how real these contractions were. So I picked up the living room and Joe showered and packed! (Amelia and I were already packed!) I got Ainsley some clothes and things in a bag, packed up the car and off we went.
Ainsley knew why we were going and she was so sweet to me during the LONG 50 minute drive!
And I can't tell u how unbelieveably uncomfortable that drive was!
We checked in at Mercy a little after 7am and got all hooked up. Joe and Ainsley went to get breakfast and then she hopped in bed with me to watch some toons while I was being "monitored".
We were there around 2 hours when somehow word got to my mom I was in the hospital (long story!) and she phoned me right away! LOL (we didn't say anything to anyone bc we didn't know what was going to happen. No need to disrupt anyone's day if nothing was happening)
Ten minutes after I hung up, the anethesiologist walked into my room. Now I know they don't come and talk to you just for kicks...so I knew today was the day.
His last sentence to me was "See you around 11am". WHAT?!?! It's 9:45am!! I looked at Joe and said you better make your calls now. I called my mom (who was conviently next door at work) so she could come sit with Ainsley. Called Noah to make sure to pick up KK (it was my day to get her from school) and my nana. It all started right then, my dr called and the nurses started their "business".
Mom got Ainsley dressed, we told her Amelia was about to be here and then true to form...Ainsley got a camera and started taking pictures!
My very last belly pic. Thanks Ainsley!
Just the 3 of us...one last time!
Can you tell she's excited?!?!
After a quick surgery...Amelia Memphis Neal was born at 11:44am. She was 7lbs 4oz and 19 in long.
And PERFECT!
She stayed in the OR with us until I wheeled out. And, as the doors opened, I saw my Princess and her fabulous smile. She was so excited to see her baby! (Nana and DanDan had made it, as well)
I LOVED everyone who was with me during surgery...drs, nurses, techs...it was really fun for what it was!
This is Tammy. She was one of my favorites!
And here she is...the sweetest little girl and most loved little sister EVER!
For the first couple days, Ainsley wouldn't hold Amelia. But she looked at her, talked to her and touched her. She is so sweet with her and loves her very much!
You can tell by the lighting this is pretty late, but I couldn't resist taking a sweet pic of Daddy and his new baby girl.
Eyes open...for just a mintue!
Easton came to meet his new cousin. He is the cutest thing! :)
And on Friday, it was time to go home. I definitely didn't want to leave the hospital. I had people to bring me my meds, food, and Joe and I just got to relax and enjoy our new baby without having anything else to do! But I missed my Ainsley so much, I wanted to get home to her.
We had to ease her into the seat, she wasn't a happy camper at first!
Ready to head home. (I just love how wonderful I look after giving birth!)
Let's get this party started!
I couldn't be more excited and happy to have a loving, supportive husband and two beautiful girls.
My cup runneth over...
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