Kayds first birthday party was on December 29th, 2012. On January 1st I realized that I was 2 days late and I am NEVER late, usually a day or 2 early if anything. I didn't think much of it but I had a test in the bathroom and Kort said to take it just in case. Neither of us expected for me to walk into the nursery while he was changing a diaper to tell him it was positive!! I had been tracking my temp to get ready to start trying and we knew that just after we were intimate I ovulated but we never thought that one time would be THE ONE. What were the chances that it would take one time after taking years to get the first? And we weren't trying, I just happened to ovulate the next day, a little sooner than I usually ovulate.
God has a plan for us, and His plan is ALWAYS better than our own! I had a rough first trimester because I couldn't keep any food down and felt weak all the time. And half way through it, Kayd and I both got the worst stomach bug I have ever experienced, but we made it through! My second and third trimesters were amazing and while most people hate being pregnant in the summer, I LOVED being able to wear a sundress and flip flops everyday!
We found out we were having another girl at our 20 week sonogram and I was SO HAPPY!! I loved having Kayd and was so excited to give her a sister/best friend. We decorated her nursery in turquoise and red and took maternity pictures with big sister.
I was due on September 5, 2013 and that day came and went with nothing but random braxton hicks. On Sunday night, September 8th, I started having regular contractions around 2am and woke Kort up at 3am to time me. At 4am they were 5 minutes apart whether I was laying, sitting or walking so we called my mom to come be with Kayd and we headed to the hospital. They monitored me from 5am-7am and my contractions had slowed and I was only at a 3. They called my Dr and she gave us a choice, go home and wait or get settled in a room and start a light Pitocin drip. I was ready to get the baby here and didn't want to go home just to come back so we took the Pitocin. They let me eat a bagel before they hooked me up and we made calls to let everyone know that we would be having the baby soon.
The morning was pretty uneventful until after she broke my water, then the contractions got painful and close together QUICK. I think I was at a 6 when I asked for the epidural at about 5pm. It would be another HOUR AND A HALF before he could make it in because he had an emergency epidural to take care of first. In that time I felt like I never got a break from the pain and the pressure was intense!! I finally got the epidural and then shortly afterwards, they checked me and I was at a 10 and ready to push! My mom later told me that she thought I was already fully dilated and could have had her without the epidural but didn't say anything because I was the one in pain. I wish she would have had them check me, and maybe I could have had her naturally since I already went through all that pain. Oh well, can't change it now! Just like her sister, she was stubborn about coming out! 2 hours of pushing and her going forward and then back a little bit! My doctor finally threatened to use something to help pull her out and she decided to come right out!
I had the same people in the room for this birth, Kort and my mom holding my hands, my mother in law taking pictures and my dad....on the other side of the room watching the baseball game. We are big Texas Rangers fans so in between pushes I would ask about the score and he would give me an update, never looking our direction! (Rangers lost that night :( )
My second little miracle was born at 9:47pm on September 9, 2013. She weighed 7lbs 6oz but looked so much smaller than her sister and lost so many ounces in her first 2 days that my mom and I think the scale was broken! She had many visitors right away while I enjoyed a huge, delicious cheeseburger. She nursed like a pro from the start and was such a good baby. Everyone said that since Kayd was so good, this one would give us trouble, but she never did! She slept great, was always happy and so beautiful!
I have 2 girls that have been more of a blessing than I ever could have imagined. Watching them grow and having the privilege of raising them has been so amazing. I am proud to be their mom and I pray that when they are grown, they can read these words and be proud of where they started. Neither of my girls had very dramatic birth stories, but that doesn't take away from the miracle that happened on these days. I have 3 more birth stories to tell that are not happy endings. They are important because they make my 2 girls stories so much more of a miracle. God knew the benefit of giving me my girls first, so that even in the pain and suffering, I could look at my beautiful girls faces and see God's goodness and love.
