Lonnggg time...

It's been forever since I've posted a blog post. Long enough that I had a baby...haha whoops.  I was in the kitchen cleaning one of her bottles and I thought that it would be really nice to be able to keep up with my daughter from month to month so I can look back and have her memories written down. I guess I'm a bit late since Monroe is almost 3 months old, but better late than never.. right?

Monroe Jane Mead was born on July 7th of 2014 at 12:23 p.m. via C-Section. She was 7lb 12 oz and 20 inches long. It was the scariest and happiest moment of my life. We had a scheduled C-Section for Monroe since she was breeched (which means head up). Most babies are able to be turned, but I had kidney stones the week they were going to turn her, so my doctor decided it may be best to schedule a C-Section. I was a bit disappointed, but knew it was the best thing for both Monroe and myself.

Also, if you were wondering.. kidney stones were WAY worse than any pain I experienced with the delivery and post partum of Monroe. Awful.. AWFUL!!

We arrived at the hospital an hour before the scheduled time (which was 11 a.m.) and I went in the back and the nurses prepared me. I was a bit uneasy since they asked Phil to say in the waiting room, but eventually he got to meet me as we waited to go back in the OR. There was an emergency c-section that I was waiting on to finish before I got to go back there, so I got to meet some of the people that would be back in the OR helping me. The next thing you know everyone is suiting up and the doors open and we head into the OR.

They asked Phil to stay behind as they finish the "prep" work for the c-section. I wasn't sure what to expect and became really nervous. I tried to be strong, but Phil has always been my rock so I kind of broke down without him. I tried to hold back the tears but they just kept coming. I was SO lucky to have such great nurses and such a great anesthetic nurse as well. One of the nurses held my face into her chest and let me cry as one rubbed my back before they put the shot in. You first get a shot to numb the area where you get the "big shot". It felt like a bee sting which isn't the best feeling, but way better than I thought it was going to feel.

Next thing I know the bottom half of my body is completely numb and the process begins. They let Phil finally come in and I start crying again because I was so thrilled that he was finally there. My doctor told me that once she comes in the room that Monroe would be out in a matter of minutes. I didn't quite believe her, but boy was she right! I could hear Monroe crying within 5 or so minutes of my doctor starting the process.

She was beautiful! Phil went straight over to the baby nurse and had her weighed and measured and cut the umbilical cord as they sewed me up. Phil brought Monroe over to me and layed her on my chest and I couldn't help but shed happy tears that she was finally here.

Our families were able to see her on our way to the recovery room and they were so excited! It felt like such a whirlwind and I'm glad they caught some of it on camera for me to remember. It didn't take long for EVERYONE to figure out that she looked exactly like her daddy.

We spent the next few days in the hospital trying to sort out being new parents. Phil, of course was a natural. He immediately took to Monroe. We decided to try and cut the stay a day short as we were ready to be out of there. It wasn't but just 4 week earlier that we were in the same hospital for 4 awful days with my kidney stones. The less time we were there, the better!


That's the shortened version of Monroe's birth story. Eventually, I'll write more about her and put pictures :)