Joanna Elizabeth’s Swift Arrival!!

It’s never too late to post the birth story of your child… So what if she’s almost nine months old?! ๐Ÿ˜‰

I had planned on doing this immediately after she was born, but life with two kids has been a lot more chaotic than I had ever anticipated. Honestly, we didn’t get her sleep down until she was 6 months old mostly because 6 months went so quick that it felt like a week…

Anyways, to the story…

I was 39 weeks and some odd days pregnant and eagerly awaiting Joanna’s arrival.

Just as a precursor, I never let my midwife check me so I had no clue how dilated or effaced or any of that I was… Seriously, it’s pointless. You can go from 0cm to 8cm within minutes. When baby is ready, your body gets ready… Google it. That’s how God designed it. It’s true ๐Ÿ˜‰ Save yourself the stress and someone peeking up your privates… Sorry prob TMI, but it’s a birth story, sooooo… #sorrynotsorry

Ok, seriously, back to the story, I’ll get off my soapbox now…

We had moved into our new home a month and a half earlier. We were getting projects done left and right. Our first big project was the outdoor area. We (and when I say we, I mean that I sat on my butt while Eric and friends worked hard hahaha good planning on my park, eh?) dug out the rectangle plot that was to be laid with concrete and put the rebar in. Saturday came and the cement truck came bright and early to pour concrete while some friends helped to smooth it all out and make it perfect for our patio cover to sit on.

I remember waking up that morning thinking, Joanna was coming soon and boy howdy, I felt like I got hit by a bus. I think i got a total of 4 hours of sleep that night and I was feeling big big BIG. I told my friend that I was SO ready to have this baby… she laughed I think hoping that baby girl didn’t keep me waiting.

Saturday came and went with no baby. Wah wahhh….

Sunday morning around 2am, I remember waking up to go to the bathroom and having a sizable contraction. I went back to sleep, but was woken to contractions around 6am about every 15 minutes. Then they got closer and closer. 12 minutes. 10 minutes. Then they leveled out. I texted my mom that today might be the day…get ready!

Once my husband woke up, I told him what was going on. We decided to head to church and go through our day like normal. During the pastors sermon, I was trying my best to pay attention, but I was honestly just timing contractions. I can’t remember anything from that mornings message. Haaa!

After church, we went to Target to pick up some things… witch hazel, I think. (I should have written this months ago… I can’t even remember why we went to Target that morning hahaha).

We then went to Panera to get some lunch. I DO remember indulging in some tasty Mac n Cheese and a huge cookie… and maybe I remember that now because I’m on Whole30… haha Dreaming of a bowl of mac n cheese and a cookie someday in the distant future…………..

I texted my mom that we were heading home and she left Riverside and met us at our house.

Seriously, this is our day. It was totally normal. She came and helped me finish folding laundry and putting it away. My friends Krystn and Cassidy came over to help finish off my desk/hutch, and I swept the front driveway of all the dust from the sanding they were doing. The neighbors came by and were playing with Jackson and asked when I was due.

I said…. Well, maybe today!!! Haha!

We went back inside and I think sometime during that day I took a bath and a shower (MY Faves during labor). Seriously, so relaxing… those of you who will be in labor soon, stay at home as long as possible AND eat lots of food while home AND SHOWER AND BATHE!!! These are things I missed out on with Jackson being in the hospital early, but got to enjoy with Joanna and they made all the difference!

Around 4ish, I started really feeling the contractions, though still not as bad as labor with Jackson… I remember feeling super nauseous and my lovely mom got me the peppermint oil to smell. I think this is the only way I didn’t puke at home. For whatever reason, my body responds to pain with puke…I don’t get it! So nastyyyy!

Contractions were 3-5 minutes apart for a minute each.

We called our birthing coach because we were so confused on when to come in. I was walking and talking while having contractions, but they were so close together, we were so confused. With Jackson, we went in days early, so we didn’t want to repeat that again.

 

She said, “you’ll know when it’s time….” She could hear me talking in the background and said it probably wasn’t time since I was still nice and talking in the background ๐Ÿ˜‰

Well, after going back and forth for probably 10 minutes, we decided to go in. We made the drive with my mom following us in the car. We get to the ER checkin and the nurse asks how far apart my contractions are and we say about 3 minutes… As I am standing there talking to him, the whole room is staring at us because I’m having contraction after contraction, breathing and moaning through each of them. HA! I would have loved to see the horror on the young man’s face… I remember walking in and seeing him and thinking he is going to be horrified! haha

I initially insisted on walking instead of the wheel chair they offered me, but when I could barely walk 5 feet without having a contraction, they insisted I sit down…

We get to the checkin at L&D and my contractions are closer together. They put me in the triage room check me (EVEN THOUGH WE KNOW THAT IS SILLY…. I’M ABOUT TO HAVE A BABYYYY ANY MINUTE!!!). Once she checks me and I about die from the contraction she induced, they get a room ready for me quickly…Joanna is coming SO SOON. I get to the room and it’s a rush to get everything in order.

Nurses are running in and out. One is asking me tons of questions and I can barely answer them through the contractions that don’t stop. Another nurse is trying to insert the hep-lock and every time she gets close, I have a contraction and make her stop touching me. Then I tell her I’m denying the service and she finally backs off HA…those poor nurses probably hated me. I was not very nice…. woops!

A few minutes later, a poor girl comes and tries to take my blood. Geez…. That didn’t go over well either. I don’t even remember if she got blood, but I remember not too soon after, my water broke as I was doing squats to relieve the pressure from the contractions. I thought I peed myself….thank God no one can pee that much… so nasty! They were cleaning me up when TRANSITION hit… BOOM, I was ready to push… I remember trying to yell that I wanted the epidural in my head, but the sentence didn’t even come out in a complete sentence hahahaha Eric kinda looked at me like I was crazy. I was definitely crazy… ha!

I get on the bed and hug the back of the bed and had my butt in the air like a stink bug. That is literally how Joanna came into this world with only a few pushes. So funny to think about. It was NOTHING like the movies. Nothing like my first birth with Jackson. From the time I got to the hospital to the time I held her in my arms was somewhere around 45-50 minutes. So quick! I couldn’t imagine it any other way. It was perfect!

After I had her, we had a little scare with lots of blood. The midwife was nervous that I had hemorrhaged, but it turned out that my placenta had torn during labor or pushing or, who knows when.

I was just happy holding my sweet baby girl!

…Joanna Elizabeth… 7lb 14oz, 20.75inches, born at 7:53pm, November 13, 2016…

Ok people, here is the amazing thing…

With Jackson, I was kinda clueless. They told me I had to birth on my back because he was a big baby. Well, guess what? Pushing took an hour and a half, I had a serious urethral tear, and Jackson had a hematoma (big swollen bruise) on his head/skull and was DEFINITELY cone-headed…HA!

With Joanna, gravity did it’s thing and she came right out. I know, I know, second baby… BUT YOU GUYS, I firmly believe that because I had to lay down to birth Jackson, it caused so many problems. When you become pregnant, do your research! It will make it so much easier on yourself, on your recovery, your pain management, etc. (I have a great (and funky) birthing coach I’d love to recommend to you that helped us so much with both the births of Jackson and Joanna!)

Labor and Birth is so instinctual. You have urges and you follow them. When you are supposed to push, you know it because God created it that way. It was seriously AMAZING to me to see how God has created women… so intricately and so creatively.

I mean, who can imagine a better way to bring a baby into this world. Pretty stinkin’ awesome!

Ok, I’m done now… I’ve written a book. Enjoy!!

Glasses

For those of you who cannot see and need glasses like myself, what was it like when you first got your glasses? Amazing, wasn’t it?ย 
What would you do if you had the opportunity to go to a third-world country (or even your own neighborhood) and give out glasses to all the people you see around you who are blind or have impaired vision? What would you do if you had the opportunity to give those glasses out for free of charge?
After not being able to see for the last couple of years of my life, this opportunity would be great. I know my vision is not as bad as some and I could even function without glasses, but to be able to share sight with those who could not see would be amazing.
I ask you these questions because this is the same way we should be toward the gospel. I have heard plenty of other examples shared. For example, if you had the cure for cancer you would have an urgency to tell every person diagnosed with cancer in order to cure them. Or, being able to give out the most amazing gift ever free of charge to the person receiving the gift wouldn’t you also have a sense of urgency? These are all great examples, but let me just elaborate on this a little bit.
I have grown up hearing and knowing the gospel. I grew up in church and in private christian schools my entire life. I know a lot of historical facts about the bible. I could sing pretty much every hymn or worship song that is played word for word. But, I never felt the urgency to share this free gift of grace that was given to me by Christ on the cross.ย 
I have brainstormed for a while about why I didn’t (and sometimes still don’t) have that sense of urgency about me. One of the biggest reasons I would say is that I didn’t truly know and have the gospel. I knew the details, but belief followed far behind. The things in this world were so much more appealing to me because they gratified my own selfishness. But, the Gospel has nothing to do with myself; It has everything to do with Christ.
While I can’t really pin point when I became a believer because most of my life was lived selfishly and sometimes still is, unfortunately, I can pinpoint now how the gospel has changed my life — just like sitting in the optometry section at Sam’s Club, trying on my new pair of glasses, changed my life. I now never go anywhere without my glasses, and especially as a believer, I never go anywhere without sharing that gift that Christ has given me because it is so beautiful and true.
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I was sick, but now I am healed.ย 
I was deaf, but now I hear.ย ย 
I was depressed, but now I have joy.ย 
I was dead, but now I live.ย 
I was blind, but now I see.
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For the wages of sin is death, but the free gift of God is eternal life in Christ Jesus our Lord.
ย Romans 6:23 ESV

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To Be Continued… =)