Nestling your new baby down to sleep,
You’re getting new memories you’re bound to keep,
Putting her down for her first little nap,
Just can’t wait for that first gentle clap,
She has such soft gentle eyes,
Watch them sparkle when she cries,
As she awakes you see two lovable eyes,
Looking up at you oh me, oh my,
Before you know it she’ll be growing and growing,
In your mind memories are flowing and flowing,
All of a sudden she’ll be that age when you look through the baby book page by page.
Sweet Dreams my darling, the day is done.
The moon is here to say goodnight to the sun.
Gather your blankets and climb into bed.
Close your eyes and lay down your head.
Rest for now with peaceful dreams,
Of twinkling stars and shining moon beams.
Sweet dreams my darling, sweet dreams my love,
Sweet dreams my precious gift from above.
There are no words…but this is just SO precious!
On August 10 of 2011, I was 30 and a half weeks along. At 430am I was awaken by horrible pain in my stomach. It was unlike anything I have ever felt before. My husband kept telling me to just breath and lie down and that the pain would pass. Lying down was not an option. I was in so much pain, we decide to go to the hospital. I told my husband I felt like this was it, that the baby was coming today. Arrived at the hospital a little after 500am, I was puking and in so much pain, the nurses wanted me to lie down to search for the heart beat but it hurt worse in that position. After 5 nurses held me down, they were unable to find his heart beat. They called for an emergency c section. My husband and I looked at each other and just began to cry. At 7:17am, Liam was out of my belly, but was not breathing. He weighed 2lbs 11oz and was 14in long. My placenta had ruptured, causing him to become disconnected from the umbilical cord. I didn’t even get to see him. My husband was crying the entire time, watching them take our baby out and into the NICU. He was in there for 44 days. He came home on a heart monitor and tons of different medicine. He will be 1 year old in a couple of weeks and you would never guess he was premature! He has developed right on schedule, and he is already a handful! We are truly blessed!
After 20 hours of a bearable early labor, we headed to the hospital once things got pretty intense. Initially, I was only 1 centimeter dilated and my doctor instructed the nurse to send me home. As soon as I got my pants back on my water broke! At 6:52 a.m. (only fours hours after our hospital arrival) I gave birth to our baby girl naturally right on her due date, March 12, 2012. She weighed in at 5 lbs, 14 oz and measured 20 inches long. Everyone said I progressed really quickly for being a first-time mom, they told me to camp out around the hospital if we have a second baby! 😀
My twin 1s (Hollie) waters broke at 29 weeks exactly, followed by labour, the doctors managed to stop it and discharged me the next day. At 30 weeks exactly twin 2s (Georgia) waters broke but no labour. On the 14th of Janurary 12 I woke at 5.30am ready to push, when we got to hospital the monitors told the doctors I was in false labour as the contractions weren’t strong enough. They said they would monitor me till 5pm then send me back home to my other 2 children. At 3pm i started to doze so my partner went for a coffee only to come back and find me panicked. He got the midwofe who finally agreed to check me, Hollies bum (she was breech) was on its way! Because she was breech I had to consent to a c section and take all the pre meds. When it came to go the doctor asked me if I would like to deliver naturally which I was over joyed about but the condition was it had to be in the surgical delivery suite due to both babies positions. When we got up there I thought I could finally push but we had to wait for the NICU staff and travel incubators to arrive which took 45 mins. Once they arrived so did Hollie at 4.30pm weighing 2lb 15oz and she screamed!! We didn’t think they would be able to cry as they were so early so it took me especially by surprise and made me cry. I didn’t get to see her or hold her but my partner took a pic for me. Georgia was still up in my robs transverse and was not moving for anyone, she was clearly comfy! The doctor pushed her down and turned her round which although uncomfy wasnt painful, it took half an hour to do it but she still wasn’t coming to meet us. It got to the 45 minute mark and doctor said it was c section time so I asked for another 15 minutes as she wasn’t distressed and he agreed. She wasn’t budging so he tried breaking what little waters she had left and Georgia arrived at 5.30pm weighing 3lb 1oz. She didn’t cry like Hollie as she needed a little help breathing and because of that I didn’t get a picture of her either. It was scarey giving birth that early but the birth itself was perfect given the circumstances. They are both now happy 6 month olds xxxxx
Jessica & Jenavecia
The first time we met.
I was so anxious for her to arrive that I went to the hospital twice thinking I was in labor once a week before my due date and then again 2 days after- since I was already there, I asked if I could go ahead and be induced but, of course not. My due date was December 16, 2011. I had been 1 centimeter dialated and 50% effaced for 2 weeks prior to my due date which made me think she was almost here. Little did I know, that I would be wating another week and a day past my due date to see her.
Before inducing labor.
On Friday December 23rd, 2011 at 5 o’clock a.m., I was set to call L&D to see if there were any available beds for me to be induced. My fear was that I would have to wait even longer. I let out a sigh of relief when the nurse told me to come on in at 8:30 a.m. 3 more hours wasn’t too bad. I had already taken my shower so, I ate and made sure everything was packed (which it was because I had packed everything almost a month prior). It came time to leave so, we dropped our pup off at my parents’ house to play while we would be away and then headed to registration.
Me, Bill, and my mother sat in the waiting room for a good 30 minutes. We were then joined by my uncle todd who made the wait shorter with his jokes. When the check-in lady called me she called out for “the pregnant lady” to come to her station because the guy at the desk forgot to get my name. After being registered, I was wheeled up to the room and passed my cousin Leticia getting off her shift, I believe it was L&D #2. I had two nurses because one was trainng to work in L&D. The nurse named Jo called me sweet little pet names a lot when I was in there.
After all the poking and prodding, they were instructed to administer my pitocin around 9 a.m. I was still 1 cm but, about 70% effaced at the start. The pain wasn’t too bad at first, just a little uncomfortable. Only an hour or so into it, I asked for the drugs but, we saved the good stuff for later. I had contractions for a few hours and they checked me every hour with no progression. Granny Vonn visited around this time.
So, around noon my contractions were strong enough that Dr. Johnson wanted to put the balloon in there to open my cervix. After about 4 hours, I had dialated to 5 cm and still 70% effaced. She did not want to break my water yet because Jena’s head was not pressing on my cervix and she did not want her umbilical cord to come before her or get tangled.
In hopes that Jena would drop lower, I decided to go ahead with the epidural around 5 p.m.The anethesiologist was great and it went smoothly. Around this time, Jimmy, Ted, Kay, and then Bill’s mother Hope and Deanna visted us. Around 7 p.m. Dr. Johnson checked me again and found that she had dropped a little so, she decided to go ahead and break my water. It was the weirdest feeling ever.Leticia had visited again before her next shift.
Every hour I was being checked and nothing had changed except the severity of the contractions, they were full force and I should have progressed. At 11 p.m. the Dr. asked me if I would like to go ahead and have a c-section or wait an hour to see if I progress. At this time, Jena’s heart rate dropped for the first time and only time. She gave me a few minutes to decide.
I decided that I could wait no longer. After making this decision, I felt a lot of pain caused by the fear of the surgery. I think my epidural had worn off and I felt the full blow of contractions as I was being prepared to go to OR and as I was being wheeled there, I felt like I was going to die.
As I was placed in the hallway of the OR, I felt worse. At this time, Bill had to go outside to get some fresh air and let the door shut behind him so he was locked out and had to run all the way around the building and find his way back. As he was getting scrubbed out, it was time for me to go into the OR. As soon as I entered that room, I told them I was nervous and then composed myself and the pain lessened so I could get my spinal tap. They let me get up and sit on that small table. As I my epidural was being removed and being replaced with a spinal tap, the staff attached arm rests to the side of the table. I felt like I was about to be crucified as I layed down.
Apparently, they were pinching me really hard and asking me if I felt it and I didn’t so went ahead with the surgery. It was weird because I couldn’t feel or move my legs. They strapped my arms down just incase I felt the urge to move them, they also put massaging things on my legs for circulation. Bill came in and sat by my head, when he entered they had already started so, he saw stuff. He didn’t pass out! That’s an accomplishment for him because he is sissy about blood and needles. I didn’t feel them cut me open. The only thing I felt was them pushing on me and pulling Jena out.
Apparently, Jena still did not want to come out of there. Bill said the nurse was pushing all of her weight down on my chest as the Dr. was oulling her out. I could hear her little wails before they had even taken her out. I knew she wasn’t out yet because I heard them talking about how big she was and how she was being stubborn. At 12:42 a.m. on Christmas Eve she was born. They had finally got her out and I could hear her cries, which weren’t very loud at all.
The nurses wiped her off, weighed her, wrapped her up, put a tobbogin on her, and brought her to Bill and I. We both kissed her and they took her off to finish her stuff. Bill had to leave before they put me back together and sewed me up and he looked again and I won;t describe what he saw but, he still didn’t pass out. I was taken off the table and put on a bed.
This was now my time to rest. I was taken to a post-op room and was the only one in there. Here I would be monitored until I could move my toes again. This only took about an hour or so. They changed my gown and stuff. Then I was wheeled to my room where they broght Jena to me a few minutes later.
The first time that I had attempted to feed her, she latched on immediatley.After eating, she was taken to get her first bath. Bill was good about holding her and getting her when it was time to eat. She only left our room to check-in for shift changes and tests. She stayed with us a lot because she was breastfeeding and I didn’t want her to go. As soon as it was time to get her, I had Bill go get her when the nurse would allow it. Only one or two times did they force me to let her stay in the nursery so I could rest; the percocet and motrin helped a lot.
After a whole day, it was time to get out of bed and walk around. A lot of family and friend came to hold Jena. From my side it was of course my parents, Granny Vonn, Papa, Aunt Geaorgia and Diane, Uncle Mike and Aunt Christa, Leticia, Aunt Paula and the boys, and Uncle Danny. From Bill’s side it was his Mom, Aunt Tracee, Aunt Dana, Kay, Kellee, Deanna, and Ted. But, Bill’s brother, Jimmy, was the first. Of our friends, Karleen visited first and called my mom a baby hog and the came back later with her boyfriend Matt. Chris, Kevin, Amber, and Sarah also visited. an old friend from high school, Chelsea, took Jena’s blood from her foot.
By Monday December 26th, I was ready to leave. We had missed Christmas but, we didn’t mind. We had our own Christmas at the hospital and a special present, Jenavecia Yvonne Johnson.
We welcomed our third Daughter into the world last August. Born into her Daddys hands in a planned unassisted birth at home, Nixie has brought much happiness, love and laughter to our growing family (we are expecting this December). We plan to give our next addition the same peaceful, loving, gentle birth just as her other sisters that were born here at home. We are empowered by pregnancy, labor and birth, and all of our children are involved in each pregnancy and birth. My hope is that our Daughters grow and know the truth and simplicity of natural pregnancy and birth, seeing it first hand. My awesome husband is my strength, love and source of prenatal care (no, he is not a doctor, nor am I) We are proud to give birth as nature intended and hope to for many more children.
<3 Peace, Love and Light to all ~ Grateful Mama
I have 2 beautiful daughters, a 3 year old named Kylie Lynn, and a 2 month old named Lorraina Hope. After a total of 7 pregnancies (including one ectopic that required emergency surgery, and the removal of my left tube) they are the only living babies I have.
I had/have a hormonal disorder, where when I would get pregnant my progesterone level would raise like it was supposed to, just long enough for me to get to about 8-10 weeks or so with each pregnancy and then it would drop back down causing me to miscarry. But every doctor I went to couldn’t figure out what was wrong, until I went to Dr. Riggan.
He put me on progesterone supplement pills until I was 22 weeks with my daughter Lorraina. If it wasn’t for him, I would have had one more pregnancy with one less baby.
I worried every minute of every day of my pregnancy, even all the way up to 35 weeks, thinking that something was going to go wrong.
Finally, I was 39 weeks, going to the hospital to be induced. Still worried of course, but it had subsided quite a bit. I was in labor for 13 and a half hours when finally it was time to push. As soon as her head was out, my husband was getting ready to cut the cord, but the doctor had to cut it because it was wrapped around her neck. At first I wasn’t too worried because I know that that kind of thing happens, but after he cut the cord and she was out, she wasn’t crying and was quite limp. Even after the doctor shook her, trying to get some sound out of her but nothing came. So the nurses took her over to the bed and rubbed her down and sucked her mouth out, all the while, I’m looking over at her, praying to God that she would breathe. When finally, I heard that first cry, and the weight of the world was lifted off of my heart.
She is now 2 months old, weighing 11 pounds 13 ounces, and in the 90% on her weight, happy and healthy.
My husband deployed when I was 5 months pregnant. There was a lot of fear that he was going to miss the birth of our daughter. She was due January 7th, 2011 which was the day that he was supposed to be released for leave. As the days got marked off the calendar, I still was not thinning, yet somehow I knew she wasn’t gonna wait. Just days before Christmas my husband was given an amazing opportunity, change his leave date and come home. He got off the plane on Christmas Eve, Santa brought me my present early! After Christmas the doctor said I was finally starting to thin but we were already talking about induction. My induction date was set. 3 days later, I woke up, I looked at my husband and said “I wanna walk. I want to go in to labor by tonight and have this baby by tomorrow morning!” and that’s exactly what I did! We went to the mall and walked. I began to get pains but I didn’t think anything of it. I guess I didn’t believe that that was really gonna happen. 7 hours later, after spending most of that time playing Wii, I finally get convinced to go to the hospital where I found out I had indeed been in labor for the last 7 hours! I thought I’d be in more pain then I was, so I guess I was in disbelief. I took the epidural when I was 5cm because I was told it would help me progress. Looking back on it, I wish I hadn’t or at least had waited longer. The epidural wasn’t as bad as I expected though, being scared of needles I think I was more scared of that then anything else but my husband was there for me every step of the way! It was an easy delivery, 4 pushes is all she took. It was nothing like I had imagined from the movies. It was calm and quiet, I didn’t scream, I didn’t moan, I didn’t even sweat. Cadence Rae Pauley was ready to enter the world, and she did at 7:11 a.m. on December 31st, 2010! What a Happy New Years Eve it was! Lol She was 7lbs 13oz, 20 and 1/2 inches of pure perfection!!! I couldn’t take my eyes off her, me and my husband both cried as the nurse handed me this beautiful little girl that we made! It was the perfect way to end the year!