Welcome to the world Jordan!
Jordan Rose was born Thursday, January 8th 2009 at 4:31 am. 8lbs 8oz.
I had a doctor's appointment on Wednesday at 9am. I took my non-stress test around 10, since I was 5 days overdue. I was having contractions (that I couldn't feel) 4 minutes apart and my blood pressure was up. So my doctor informed me that we were being admitted to Labor and Delivery and I would have my baby later that day/night.
I got admitted at 11 and Travis ran home to get out stuff.
Travis's parents showed up shortly after he got back.
Erica drove from freakin new orleans to come see me. How awesome!
I called stephanie and brandy to tell them I was going in. My mom showed as soon as she got my call.
I was 4 cm when I got admitted, at 3:40 they broke my water to get things moving and I was 4 1/2 by then.
At 5:50 I was 5cm. The contractions were getting very noticeable so they gave me Stadol. THAT SHIT WAS AWESOME. I felt all trippy and stuff and I really wanted to fall asleep on it.
At 8:30 I got the epidural. I probably should have held off longer. At 9 I was 5cm and PItocin was started at 10:30. I really didn't want pitocin. It scared the crap out of me having to get it. at 12:12am I was 6cm and her head was 0 station.
Things started to really pick up from there. I was 7-8cm by 1:08 am 8-9cm by 1:35 and by 2:14am I was at 10 cm and ready to start pushing.
Ok, so I was pushing for about 30 minutes when the epidural WEARS OFF WTF. From then on the pain increased until I was screaming my head off begging for them to just cut her out of me or suck her out with a vacuum, WHATEVER THEY HAD TO DO. It was seriously the most painful thing, I thought I was going to pass out or seriously die. They gave me an oxygen mask and that probably helped a lot, even though at the time I was just pissed at everybody.
Travis had one leg, erica had another holding them while I pushed with all my might. She was coming down but I didn't believe the nurse, lol. I just can't explain how painful it was, lol. Anyway. I started to crown and the doctor was called in and some black lady was called in to rough me up a little. She's the reason I made it through, I do believe. She pushed on my stomached trying to turn Jordan, who was lodged against my pelvic bone. Her pushing on my stomach HURT SO MUCH, that added with a head coming out of my vagina. It was nuts. So the doctor came and delivered her. Travis cut the cord and blood literally SPRAYED all over the ceiling. Travis was pissed because he was told that it wouldn't do that. Lol
She was taken to the little table beside me and cleaned up.
I heard her cry out and it was just AMAZING! I can't say I immediately forgot about the pain, because I was still having to push the placenta out, EWWWWWWWW. But I did know that It was all worth it.
They stitched me up where I'd torn. I didn't tear downward, I tore upward. Which is weird to me, but better off. I'd rather my labia be torn then my asshole. HAH.
My mom holding her.
Travis followed them with Erica and apparently they did some hearing test and glucose test and whatever else, just making sure Jordan was in tip-top shape. They brought her back and I was helped by a nurse to breastfeed her for the first time. After breakfast at 7:30 I was taken to post-partum and recovery. I got there around 9 and it was time to relax. I was happy that my IV was out and I didn't have a million things hooked up to me. I got to walk around a bit which was very shaky. We hung around there all day and got some visitors and balloons. Erica got me this awesome pink balloon shaped like a baby foot and saying "It's a girl!"
Here's Jordan just being cute in the post-partum room.
Daddy and Jordan
Her at home, being ridiculously cute.
I must say, I was terrified about being a mom. Not getting sleep and all the pain and stuff. But it is SO worth it. Jordan sleeps a lot, what keeps me from not sleeping is I can't take my eyes off of her, lol. She's just so precious.
Travis has been SO great through-out all of this. I couldn't ask for a better family. I am just so happy. I'll find myself crying just out of happiness. I now understand why people have kids. =0)
I had a doctor's appointment on Wednesday at 9am. I took my non-stress test around 10, since I was 5 days overdue. I was having contractions (that I couldn't feel) 4 minutes apart and my blood pressure was up. So my doctor informed me that we were being admitted to Labor and Delivery and I would have my baby later that day/night.
I got admitted at 11 and Travis ran home to get out stuff.
Travis's parents showed up shortly after he got back.
Erica drove from freakin new orleans to come see me. How awesome!
I called stephanie and brandy to tell them I was going in. My mom showed as soon as she got my call.
I was 4 cm when I got admitted, at 3:40 they broke my water to get things moving and I was 4 1/2 by then.
At 5:50 I was 5cm. The contractions were getting very noticeable so they gave me Stadol. THAT SHIT WAS AWESOME. I felt all trippy and stuff and I really wanted to fall asleep on it.
At 8:30 I got the epidural. I probably should have held off longer. At 9 I was 5cm and PItocin was started at 10:30. I really didn't want pitocin. It scared the crap out of me having to get it. at 12:12am I was 6cm and her head was 0 station.
Things started to really pick up from there. I was 7-8cm by 1:08 am 8-9cm by 1:35 and by 2:14am I was at 10 cm and ready to start pushing.
Ok, so I was pushing for about 30 minutes when the epidural WEARS OFF WTF. From then on the pain increased until I was screaming my head off begging for them to just cut her out of me or suck her out with a vacuum, WHATEVER THEY HAD TO DO. It was seriously the most painful thing, I thought I was going to pass out or seriously die. They gave me an oxygen mask and that probably helped a lot, even though at the time I was just pissed at everybody.
Travis had one leg, erica had another holding them while I pushed with all my might. She was coming down but I didn't believe the nurse, lol. I just can't explain how painful it was, lol. Anyway. I started to crown and the doctor was called in and some black lady was called in to rough me up a little. She's the reason I made it through, I do believe. She pushed on my stomached trying to turn Jordan, who was lodged against my pelvic bone. Her pushing on my stomach HURT SO MUCH, that added with a head coming out of my vagina. It was nuts. So the doctor came and delivered her. Travis cut the cord and blood literally SPRAYED all over the ceiling. Travis was pissed because he was told that it wouldn't do that. Lol
She was taken to the little table beside me and cleaned up.
I heard her cry out and it was just AMAZING! I can't say I immediately forgot about the pain, because I was still having to push the placenta out, EWWWWWWWW. But I did know that It was all worth it.
They stitched me up where I'd torn. I didn't tear downward, I tore upward. Which is weird to me, but better off. I'd rather my labia be torn then my asshole. HAH.
My mom holding her.
Travis followed them with Erica and apparently they did some hearing test and glucose test and whatever else, just making sure Jordan was in tip-top shape. They brought her back and I was helped by a nurse to breastfeed her for the first time. After breakfast at 7:30 I was taken to post-partum and recovery. I got there around 9 and it was time to relax. I was happy that my IV was out and I didn't have a million things hooked up to me. I got to walk around a bit which was very shaky. We hung around there all day and got some visitors and balloons. Erica got me this awesome pink balloon shaped like a baby foot and saying "It's a girl!"
Here's Jordan just being cute in the post-partum room.
Daddy and Jordan
Her at home, being ridiculously cute.
I must say, I was terrified about being a mom. Not getting sleep and all the pain and stuff. But it is SO worth it. Jordan sleeps a lot, what keeps me from not sleeping is I can't take my eyes off of her, lol. She's just so precious.
Travis has been SO great through-out all of this. I couldn't ask for a better family. I am just so happy. I'll find myself crying just out of happiness. I now understand why people have kids. =0)