Olivia’s Birth Story – Part 2

After six or seven frantic calls, Joe finally picked up his phone. I told him that he needed to come back ASAP, it was time to push. Neither of us could believe that it was already time. I could tell from the sound of his voice that he was starting to run. I called the parents to update them and before I knew it Joe was back and things were moving quickly.

 

Even though I had two epidurals, the doctor did such a wonderful job that I could still feel the pressure of the contractions and move my legs. With each contraction I pushed about 3 or 4 times. It was exhausting, but I was so determined. My doctor and the nurses and Joe encouraged me and I tried with all of my might to push. I knew I was so close.

 

After about 30 minutes the doctor told me this was my last push. I couldn’t believe she was already so close to being in my arms.

 

And with that last and final push came the most beautiful sight I had ever seen. My healthy baby girl. The doctor placed her on my chest and Joe and I just looked at each other with all the emotion in the world in our eyes. I know everyone says this, but the love is indescribable. Your heart just grows. I’ve never felt anything like it.

After some time with her, the doctor cleaned her up and I was able to attempt to nurse (no idea what I was doing), but I tried to do what they taught me in my class. After some more family time, our parents were allowed in. They all watched Olivia’s bath and took turns holding her. It was so nice to sit back and watch her.

I always thought that I might miss being pregnant a little bit. That I’d miss the kicks and the big belly and the extra attention. I couldn’t have been more wrong. As I looked into my daughter’s eyes, and I looked at my husband, now a father, I have never felt more complete.

Welcome to the world Olivia Josephine. You are loved more than you will ever know.