Playing Catch Up

All through my pregnancy I kept saying, "As soon as I have the baby, I'll start blogging again." Obviously that was a pipe dream, because as soon as I had the baby I barely even brushed my teeth. But 3 months and 1 week in I'm finally getting back in the grove of things. As we speak (type) Violet is in her swing napping and the vacuum is running so she'll stay asleep. Blake and I wouldn't be alive today without discovering the vacuum secret.

So to catch you up:

I had Violet December 7th. Labor and deliver wasn't really what I expected it to be. I had prepared myself to be horrible and it really wasn't. I woke up at 2am with contractions that were about 5-7 minutes apart so we headed into the hospital where they put me in the observation room. This was BY FAR the worst part. The on-call doctor should have come at 4 am to see me, but instead kept putting me off because I was only at 3 centimeters and first time moms usually take longer. I was in the observation room until I was FINALLY admitted at 8am. From 4am - 8am was the worst pain of my life-I still get chills remembering it. At the time, I though I was only progressing from 3 centimeters to 4 centimeters because the nurses stopped checking me. As soon as I was admitted I DEMANDED an epidural and was given one very quickly. Actually, I had to get two because the first one only numbed the left side of my body. After the getting the epidural, my doctor came in around 8:20 to check me and I was already at 8-9 centimeters. I'm so thankful they didn't check me before giving me drugs, because they wouldn't have given them to me that far along. I was in heaven for the next 1 1/2 and Violet was born around 11am. and before we were told she probably wouldn't come until dinner time!

Best part of the entire delivery (well second to meeting Violet) was when Dr. Chambers came in and Blake was drinking orange juice- she checked me and said Violet was about to come and Blake frantically asked "Uhh, what should I be doing?" and Dr. Chamber said, "You just stand there and drink your juice." So Blake took a big step back and just started slurping on his straw and looked like a 5 year old! He was amazing, but we should have gone through a birthing class just to prepare him a little more--for his sake.

Violet came into the world and completely changed our lives. I think I cried for the 2 weeks because I had no idea what I was doing. I read and read on labor and delivery, but didn't prepare for caring for an infant. Yeesh.

I will scatter her early months into the current posts, because there are certainly some good stories.

I'll leave you with a few pictures of the day she was born.

She looks like a little alien here.