March 30th 1997 happened to be Easter. I felt amazingly good that day for being a day short of 38 weeks pregnant. It was beautiful outside! I remember playing outside with my little sisters, then only 3 & 5 years old, and cleaning while my mom was cooking for Easter. Then shortly before 2:00 pm the contractions started. Nothing terrible but they were there and coming faster and sooner then the one before. To keep it going we walked, and walked, and walked some more. By 9:00 pm, with contractions lasting a over a minute and every 3 minutes apart, we loaded up and headed to the hospital. After I got hooked up to everything guess what happened? After 5 wonderful contractions & finding out I was dilated to a 3 it all stopped. Nothing, nada, zip..... The good news was that my OB really didn't want me to go much longer anyways due to the estimated large size of the baby and the small size of the mommy. He gave me something to sleep the night away and said we would start induction bright and early the next morning.
I slept wonderful! Brett & my mom, not so much... They were nervous and didn't have sleeping pills in them! lol I was awoken at 7:00 to get the ball rolling. At 8:00 the pitocin was started. At noon my ob came in to break my water. He told me I had till 5:00 to labor and if there was little to no progress he was doing a c-section. If there was ANY signs of distress from me or the baby before then we were off to a c-section. My plan was to do this all natural. I was more scared of the needle going in my back for an epidural then I was of the pain. I was told they could give me other pain meds that would help and that is what I was going for if I needed it. At 3:00 I told my nurse I couldn't take anymore and I wanted something / anything for pain relief. Little did I know I was at the worst part of the end of transitioning and I had almost made it. With in seconds of her leaving the room I told mom I could push. Her and Brett ran back out to the hall to flag down my nurse. She came running back in to check me and yelled for help and started moving things around. At first it scared me greatly thinking something was wrong but we were told it was just time to have the baby and off to the OR we were going. This was before l&d rooms.....
My OB came running in and asked the nurses if he had time to change, to which they yelled no and threw a gown over him. He asked if I had been pushing long and they said they told him I had went to do 1 and the baby was right there. I didn't even get one full push in before they made me stop. With one big push Alexis Rose was born at 3:15 pm on March 31st! All 7 pounds 14 ounces and 21 inches long of her were perfect!
Looking back I remember her terrible colic at night. NEVER sleeping. We would take her for car rides to finally knock her out only for her open her eyes the minute the car stopped. The fits she would throw during her toddler years. Oh she was a stubborn one! How sick she became with her kidney issues. The surgeries, the specialists, the hospital stays, and how scared we were. I am so thankful she made it through that and is healthy now. She was such a silly kid! Sleeping with her socks on her hands every night. From a very early age she learned how to take them off her feet and put them on her hands! WHY? How she loved to play with little things and was always so soft with them. All of my mother in laws holiday decorations trinkets were her favorite! She never broke one. All of her silly quirks from freaking out of a wash cloth to having to bathe only at Aunt Lynn's. Thankfully they have always lived next door to us! The past 13 years have been amazing and I feel blessed to be her mom!
Happy 13th Birthday Lexie!
Happy birthday Alexis! :)
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