So many beautiful reasons to be thankful. A roof over your head, food on the table and money in your bank account but friends and family come first. This year, I'm most thankful for this beautiful blonde haired girl I have laying on my chest.
Jaselyn was finally born Friday November 22nd, 2013 (4 days past her due date) at 1:30pm. 6 lbs 2 oz, 19.5 inches long and absolutely perfect. I was admitted the night before at 4cm dilated with contractions every 8-12 minutes and the fun started from there. Two epidurals by 5 am (the first didnt work), a scare around 7am due to her laying on her umbilical cord and her heart rate dropping then completely ready to start pushing around 9am. After three and a half hours of pushing, the doctors gave the option of using the forceps to further assist or the next step would be cesarian. I opted for cesarian and headed to the operating room.
Very overwhelmed, emotional and exhausted, I'm sent to the OR with my Mom beside me in her cute little blue outfit ready and anxious (she almost passed out on multiple occasions) to meet our girl. Long story short, Jaselyn was born not breathing and my one hour surgery turned into three or more due to doctors tearing the broad ligament in my uterus causing me to lose almost two liters of blood and other complications.
Jaselyn and I are fine now. Im a bit sore and and Jaselyn had a touch of jaundice which made us venture to the doctors the following two days after departing the hospital to have blood drawn from her heels to test its level. As of Wednesday, were in the clear and done with testing.
Shes eating every 3-4 hours, enjoys her vibrating chair and laying skin to skin on Mommys chest after her bath. It scares me that my baby won't be a baby forever and I cant believe shes already a week old on Friday or how much shes changed my life.I havent straightened my hair or worn makeup in days and lacking rest, but motherhood looks good on me and shes so worth it.
Besides, nothing feels better than your own mother complimenting how great of a mother you've turned out to be. Thanks Mom.
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