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!!

New Adventures

So I’ve decided to start blogging. I think that a lot of what I’m going to be doing this summer will have a lot of growth attached to it and I thought it would be cool to share it with the world, or at least my close friends and family. I’m not really sure whats going to happen this summer, but I’m sure the Lord is very aware and already has everything lined up for me. I’m sure he has got a million things ready to slap me in the face and humble me and break me down and mold me. Who knows. Some how, in the midst of all the excitement for moving to Northern California, nerves come into the picture.
First of all, I’ve never lived “on my own.” Okay, sure, I’ve lived out of the house, but I’ve always been free to come home any time. In fact, it became a regular thing to come home and have movie nights with my friends. It’s hard to imagine not being able to come home and talk and cry to my mom. Or eat a “mom” cooked meal (even home-cooked at someone elses
house isn’t quite the same). I’ve grown so accustomed to being comfortable that stepping out of that comfort zone becomes terrifying. Second of all, waiting is a hard thing for me. There is a long story behind this fear, but I know that in God’s timing, I will know. God’s definitely been working on my patience, which is a good thing but also a very hard thing.
Third of all, vulnerability. That doesn’t really make sense. but I am scared of being vulnerable. I have to put everything I have on the line in order for God to use me! Why am I scared? Security, I suppose, is being taken away. I have to TRUST GOD. That is terrifying. It shouldn’t be. He is the Omnipotent, Omniscient, Omnipresent God. He is ALL knowing. He is ALL Powerful. He is everywhere. He is in control of everything. In Psalm 139, it talks about him knitting me together in my mothers womb and how he knew all my days before one of them came to be. How the heck do I not trust him!? This is something I always struggle with. It should be easy to trust in Him, and yet it is the hardest thing imaginable. I seem to trust the ever-failing human being before I trust him. So, learning to be vulnerable and letting him see through me. Being transparent!!
Also, Hillsong International Leadership College somehow is being put on my heart. I don’t know what it means for me, but I’m definitely praying about what that means for me.
A song came on tonight by Tenth Avenue North, Beloved, after I had read Jeremiah 3. Jeremiah 3 talks about Israel whoring itself to other men. And how they had divorced and corrupted the land. Then the song “Beloved” came on and talked of the same thing. It is written about the book of Hosea, I believe, but same general concept. God wants all of us, yet we go and make a fool out of him. We go and try to find satisfaction in someone else. Here are the Lyrics. Enjoy.
“Beloved” -TENTH AVENUE NORTH
Love of my life
Look deep in my eyes
There you will find what you need
Give me your life
Lust and the lies
The past you’re afraid I might see
You’ve been running away from me

You’re my beloved
Lover I’m yours
Death shall not part us
It’s you I died for
For better or worse
Forever we’ll be
Our Love it unites us
It binds you to me
It’s a mystery

Love of my life
Look deep in my eyes
There you will find what you need
I’m the giver of life
I’ll clothe you in white
My immaculate bride you will be
Oh come running home to me yeah

You’re my beloved
Lover I’m yours
and Death shall not part us
It’s you I died for
For better or worse
Forever we’ll be
Our Love it unites us
and it binds you to me yea now now

Well you’ve been a mistress, my wife
Chasing lovers it won’t satisfy
Won’t you let me make you my bride
You will drink of my lips
And taste new life

You’re my beloved
Lover I’m yours
Death shall not part us
It’s you I died for
For better or worse
Forever we’ll be
Our Love it unites us
it binds you to me

You’re my beloved
Forever we’ll be
Our love it unites us
And it binds you to me
It’s a mystery

This Week:

I got to take my mom to Disneyland for her birthday after surprising her with a party the day before! It truly was a blessing to be able to “fill her cup” and show her love! =)

To Be Con
tinued