Saturday, February 27, 2016

Adele's Newborn Pictures

A few days after Adele was born I saw someone on facebook offering a free newborn session to anyone willing to let her take pictures of their baby in a Broncos outfit. (It was right before the superbowl.) Since Leland is a fan of the Broncos, and I really wanted professional newborn pictures of Adele so I jumped at the chance. Adele is 8 days old in these. I love how they turned out! I ordered prints of each of them (except the Broncos one :) ) and I can't wait until they get here so I can put them up!









SPRING!



We are so glad that spring is almost here! Yesterday we celebrated the warm weather by going to the farm. Esther had so much fun. I took a ton of pictures, so I could get some good 2 year pictures of her. These are only a few of them, the rest I'll share later. 


Esther didn't really care for the animals very much this time. she just wanted to play with the rocks. She kept trying to dig the rocks out of the dirt paths and was so happy when I helped her haha. 




Nothing says spring like chasing giant geese around on green grass :)


Showing me a rock

 Forever finding things to climb on


Adele slept most of the time in the carrier. Until she got hungry then I found a bench out  in a field to nurse her while Esther ran around. It was so nice. I am really looking forward to warmer weather, getting out of the house more, and no more sickness!


Monday, February 22, 2016

Ten Things for Tuesday


1. Esther is going to be 2 in less than two weeks! I can't believe it, Ever since Adele has been born she has seemed so big and grown up. She is sleep training like a champ, she even went to sleep tonight by herself with zero crying. I am so proud! She is so imaginative and funny. I'll do a full update when I write her two year post. 


2. Adele is 3 weeks old. I can't believe how fast time passes. I love love newborns and it's not fair that pregnancy lasts so long and you only get a newborn for a couple of months. I took this picture yesterday at church. I love being able to rock a baby in the mother's room again. 


3. Now that Adele is waking up a little more her personality is coming out. She seems to be a pretty content baby, but if she stays up for more than an hour or so at a time then it is really hard to get her to sleep. She still has her days and nights a little mixed up. The above picture is from the other night at 3am after an hour plus of trying to get her to sleep. Good thing she's so darn cute :)


4. Esther is obsessed lately with doing dishes, or "wishes" as she calls them. She will stand by the sink and say "wishes peeeeeas" while doing the sign for please haha. If I don't say yes she will drag a chair over and help herself. We've been doing them together everyday and she is getting much better at keeping the water in the sink. Let's hope she doesn't outgrow her love of doing "wishes". 

5. We aren't really planning anything big for Esther's birthday because a few days after her birthday we are going to Disneyland! My family has been planning to go for a while and we are excited. We are going to fly there so that should be an adventure. Luckily it's just a 90 minute flight with no layovers. I am excited for Esther to experience it all. She recognizes mickey and minnie mouse and she is starting to love Cinderella and anything princess. We are looking forward to it, but if anyone has any tips for doing Disneyland with a newborn and 2 year old throw them my way. 


6. I love this picture of Leland and both girls. He is the best dad, especially the best girl dad. He says he won't mind if we have all girls :) He is always playing with and reading to Esther and he is so protective of both of them. He has also been heading up most of Esther's sleep training while I take care of Adele all night. Basically he is the best :)


7. We went to the Provo Temple open house on Saturday. This picture is courtesy of Leland's brother Kent haha. We didn't give him much to work with. Esther was wiggly the whole time and the lines were long but it is such a beautiful temple. Our first apartment was only 3 blocks from this temple so I walked and drove by it all the time as it was being built. It was cool to see it all finished and totally made me sad that we don't live in Provo anymore. 


 Adele (above) and Esther (below), both about 3 weeks.

 8. I didn't even realize that I had taken two similar pictures until I started this post and remembered a very similar picture I took of Esther in those same pajamas. I think these babies look so much alike, I feel like they are basically twins, but at the same time I look at the above picture of Esther and I'm like who is that baby? Because it looks nothing like her now haha. So who knows what Adele will look like.



9. Esther is officially binky free! I was dreading the day we had to take away her binky's but it was actually way easier than I thought. Since she was sick and congested for the past few weeks she couldn't breathe through her mouth and couldn't suck on her binky. She would just stick it in her mouth and hold it between her teeth. She ended up biting holes in all of them since she would just chew on them all night. So slowly she started to just fall asleep without them. After a few days we decided we wouldn't give one to her unless she asked for one. She hasn't had one since and she hasn't really asked either. If she has it's been in the car or at the store and it's been easy to distract her. It makes me a little sad that she's done because it means she's a grown up toddler now, but I'm very glad it was so easy. I think the fact that she has her fuzzy as her #1 comfort object also has made it easier. 

10. So to follow up to my post from a couple weeks ago, today I took both kids to the store by myself again and it was a success! Esther stayed in the cart the whole time and I didn't even have to give her snacks. I just gave her things to put in the cart and play with and she was happy. Adele slept the whole time in the moby wrap. So I feel much better about taking them both out places now. Maybe we'll even get crazy and try the library soon haha. 




Sunday, February 14, 2016

Valentines Day

Today was Valentines Day. We celebrated both yesterday and today and had a lot of fun. On Saturday we went to Walmart and picked out presents for each other. They didn't exactly stay a secret because we kept running into each other, but it was fun. We got a balloon for Esther and she has loved it. She wanted to sleep with it the first night we got it haha. 

After Walmart and naps we made chocolate covered strawberries. Esther loved helping. It is fun that she is getting older and big enough to participate in things now. 


Leland hates posing for pictures ;)



Later that afternoon we went on a walk to go feed the ducks. Leland wore Adele in the carrier so that I was able to run around with Esther more. She loved getting outside after being inside for so long due to sickness and then the inversion being so bad. 



We finished off Saturday night by putting Esther to bed (by herself #sleeptrainingforthewin), then we stayed up way too late watching The Help.

Today, Sunday, was our first time back at church since Adele has been born. Esther lasted like 30 minutes in Sacrament meeting before I had to take her out, which is probably a record for her haha. 


 Both girls in their dresses.





 This is the present I had Adele and Esther make for Leland. 

Pictures and Videos

Here are more of the pictures and videos I've taken lately. Adele is changing so fast that I feel like I need to take a picture of her everyday!


I love her wrinkly little feet. 


This is why there are very few pictures of Esther, she never holds still!


Right after her first real bath. 

From today-Gotta love those cheeks. 


Loki loves Adele too. 

These two videos are of Esther holding Adele. The second one was from last week and the first one is from a few days ago. In the second video Esther was still sick so she hadn't really held Adele much before. It's a miracle Adele hasn't gotten sick from her! But Esther loves her sister more and more, it's adorable. And she is slowly learning how to be gentle. :) 



Monday, February 8, 2016

Postpartum Life: The Good, The Bad, and So Much Crying

Adele is 11 days old today so I thought it was about time for a little update, including photos of my failed attempt to get newborn pictures of Adele. Don't worry, I took her to a professional to get real ones. But these ones still are cute right? Even if they do include a tablet in the background and a binky in her mouth...



THE GOOD:
+ Having a newborn the second time around is so much easier. When Esther came it really shook things up, but I guess we learned a lot the first time because this time is so much less stressful. I don't stress about breastfeeding or schedules or anything nearly as much as I did with Esther. Also waking up with her at night is a breeze because she just nurses and goes right back to sleep. If only Esther did the same...

+ As I said in my birth story, recovery this time seems too good to be true compared to a c section. Besides being tired 24-7 I physically feel almost back to normal now. Though I know I'm not so I'm still trying to take it easy



THE NOT SO GOOD:
Lest anyone think our life is perfect, the hard parts must be documented too.

+ Esther is still sick. This cold is on day 12 and no matter what we do her nose just keeps runnin. It's hard because it messes with her sleep, and we have to try to keep her from getting Adele sick, and it makes her crankier than she already is as an almost two year old, and we can't take her anywhere and we are all soooooo ready for her to be better. Especially because this is such a hard transition for her it makes it even harder for me to see her sick and not be able to give her 100% of my attention like I used to. 

+ I have watched UP and Walle so many times in the past two weeks I have lost count. Since Esther is sick + new baby we have been staying home all day everyday pretty much. And all Esther ever wants to do is watch TV. She is such an energetic kid that if she isn't watching tv she is probably destroying something or pulling knives out of the dishwasher while I am nursing, so tv keeps her occupied. I feel bad about the hours of tv a day she watches, but it's easier for me and she's supposed to be resting right? Someone please tell me that these justifications are valid...

+Postpartum life is hard. Just as you are settling in with your new baby you get hit with all the emotions all at once. With Esther I felt super sad and lonely for about two weeks after she was born, then it luckily subsided. This time has been a lot easier but I still get hit with the crazy emotions every once in a while. The first week was hard and things have been better since then. This time Leland's work schedule is a lot better so that helps, and I try to get as much sleep as I can which makes a huge difference.

SO MUCH CRYING:

So today I ventured out with the two babes by myself. I should have known not to even attempt it because Esther stayed up late because of the superbowl last night, and ended up having a horrible night. Plus she is still sick, but we needed milk so I decided to go to smiths. I drove further to the one that had car carts just to appease Esther, and I strapped Adele in the moby and headed into the store. Well there were no car carts and Esther just can not tolerate sitting in a normal cart, and there is no way I could let her walk, so we went back outside and scoured the parking lot until we found the car cart. I had Esther on my hip, Adele in the carrier on my front, and our giant diaper bag on the other hip so I'm sure I looked like quite a sight. But we found the beloved car cart that was probably infested with germs, and headed back into the store.

Things were going good until about 3/4ths of the way into the trip Esther spotted some cupcakes and decided she had to have them. She started repeating "tuptate" about 100 times, until I finally told her no she couldn't have one. Then she proceeded to scream and try to climb out of the cart. That girl can scream loud. I just had two more things to get so I was trying to hurry and get them and get out of there. A nice lady with a Russian accent came up and started talking to Esther and asking her what was wrong. That stopped the tears right in their tracks, for about 5 minutes, but long enough for me to check out and get out of there. 

Once we got to the car I loaded the groceries and loaded Adele in, and Esther picked up screaming right where she left off when she realized that she had to go in her car seat and leave her beloved car cart. I wrangled her in the straps, only to have to pull over two more times on the way home because she had gotten out of them. By that point she had woken up Adele with all her screaming and the tears were flowing for all 3 of us. We finally made it home, things calmed down, and Leland came home from work. Maybe some day I can look back on this and laugh. But in the mean time I will probably never leave the house with them both again. 



 Having two kids is hard, but I love them both so much. I know I am giving Esther a great gift by giving her a sister so close in age. The times when I see her loving on Adele, or when Adele looks at her like she is in this picture I know they'll someday be great friends and it makes the hard times worth it. Having a two year old and a new baby is also teaching me so much about myself and serving others and having patience. I am grateful to be their mom and grateful to the Lord for helping me through it.


Also on an unrelated note, don't they look so similar?! Adele is on the left and Esther is on the right. I feel like they basically look like twins. 


Saturday, February 6, 2016

On Hiring a Doula

So after I posted Adele's birth story, and throughout my pregnancy, I got a lot of questions about hiring a doula. Most of my family and friends didn't really know what doulas are or what they do, so I thought I would share a little bit about my experience here.

What Doulas Do:

Doulas aren't medically trained, but they are very knowledgeable about pregnancy and childbirth. Their role (as I understand it) is to help you and coach you throughout your labor. not to give you medical advice. They also have a lot of techniques to help you manage the pain, and are there to give moral support during labor.

In one study done it was found that mothers who used a doula had far better outcomes than those who didn't, here are the statistics:

31% decrease in the use of Pitocin*
28% decrease in the risk of C-section*
12% increase in the likelihood of a spontaneous vaginal birth*
9% decrease in the use of any medications for pain relief
14% decrease in the risk of newborns being admitted to a special care nursery
34% decrease in the risk of being dissatisfied with the birth experience*
source

My Experience:
At the beginning of this pregnancy I knew I either wanted to hire a doula or take a childbirth class, but we didn't have enough money for both (plus the hassel of finding a babysitter for all of the classes). So I decided to hire a doula. After reading the above statistics I really wanted a doula because I really didn't want another c section.

I always tease Leland about the fact that when I was in labor with Esther he was playing flappy bird on his phone lol. This time he was much more involved and was a great support during labor. But I think it is a lot to put on your husband if you expect them to be your labor coach, especially during an unmedicated labor, when they have hardly any knowledge of birth and have never done it before. So I really wanted a doula so I could have someone knowledgeable and someone who is paid to support women during labor for a living, She also helped Leland know what to do to help me during labor. I liked that Leland could take a little break to use the bathroom or text updates to our family, since I definitely needed someone there helping me with every contraction.

Leland was a little unsure of hiring a doula at first, but I was easily able to convince him :). Doulas can be expensive but I definitely feel that the price was worth it. If you think about it they have to be on call ready to go to your birth for almost a month, and then they stay with you your entire labor, so it really isn't as much as it seems. The way I convinced Leland that it is worth the money was comparing the price of a natural birth to a c section, and even with the cost of a doula, a natural birth would be so much cheaper than another c section. Not to say that if you hire a doula you for sure won't have a c section, but it is a lot less likely.

Our doula Julie (here is her website --> www.doulajulie.com) was so great during my pregnancy and labor. She was super supportive but not overly outspoken, and just what I was looking for in a doula. I'm definitely glad we hired her and I basically feel like she is my BFF now that she has seen me give birth haha.


Thursday, February 4, 2016

Adele's Birth Story


Alternate title: Hello From the Other Side

***Disclaimer: This story might be a little graphic, like all birth stories are, so if you are a male you can go ahead and just skip reading this post :) ***

Also this post is very long. But I wanted to remember all the little details and have it in one place so bear with me. 


January 24th, my due date, came and went. It was a Sunday, so at church everyone was asking about when I was due and wondering when I would be getting induced. I was getting pretty annoyed and I told Leland if I was still pregnant by the next Sunday we were not going haha. At my 40 week appointment Monday I was 3cm and still 75% effaced. At that appointment my Dr offered to set up an induction date if that was what I wanted. I told her I would rather wait it out, so we set up appointments for non-stress tests to make sure the baby was still doing ok. I was pretty discouraged at this point. I asked Leland to give me a blessing that day. In the blessing he said to be calm and happy. He also said I would need to be patient but I wouldn't need to wait very long. I was excited by this, but then Leland reminded me that in the Lord's time 2 weeks really isn't too long. Still I felt much better about this and I really felt that Adele would be coming before the weekend. 

I spent the next couple of days soaking up all my time with Esther. On Monday night we went sledding as a family, and on Tuesday I took her swimming. On Wednesday I had planned to take her to the zoo because it was a free day but she started showing signs of being sick so we just stayed home and rested that day. (Turns out she was sick and is still getting over it.) I was pretty relaxed about everything and ok with waiting for Adele to be born. Even though I was overdue I didn't really try anything to get labor started. I had tried everything with Esther so I knew they wouldn't work anyways. The two things I did do this pregnancy to prepare for labor was to drink red raspberry leaf tea everyday and eat dates. The tea is supposed to make you have a faster labor because it strengthens the uterus. I also ate 6 dates a day from 36 weeks on, This is supposed to help you dilate and efface before going into labor, as well as strengthen your water bag to keep it from breaking too early. I definitely think both of these things worked for me. 

So on Wednesday while relaxing at home with Esther I started noticing that the contractions that I had been having for weeks were coming closer together. They had been about 20-30 minutes apart for a few days but they sometimes would stop and never got closer together. This time they didn't seem to be stopping so I started timing them around 1pm. By 3pm they were still coming at 15-20 minutes apart. I was super hesitant to tell anyone because they weren't hurting at all. I decided to tell my mom and Kylee just in case I needed one of them to come watch Esther later that night. By 5:30 Leland got home and my mom had decided to drive up from Southern Utah to stay with Esther in case we needed to go to the hospital in the night. By the time she got there they were about 10 minutes apart and had been for a few hours without getting closer together. I stopped timing them. I felt for sure it was a false alarm and that I had her come up for nothing. Once she got here we all decided to just go to bed. That was at about 11pm, I thought about walking or using the breast pump to try to get them closer, but I figured I should just try to sleep and if nothing happened by morning then I would try those things. 

As I was sleeping that night I had a big contraction that woke me up. It actually hurt! Right then I knew this was the real thing. I looked at the clock and it was 4:13am. I stayed in bed until the next one came at 4:25 and I knew I wouldn't be sleeping anymore. I went out into the living room and my mom was awake. Leland was sleeping with Esther in her room so I decided to let him sleep a little longer. By 5am they were 7ish minutes apart. Esther woke up so I went in and told Leland that this was the real thing. I attempted to lay down with Esther to get her back to sleep. I knew this was my last time with her before she was no longer my "baby" and I was a little sad, but I was happy I got to see her before we left. I started packing our hospital bags and getting everything ready to go, stopping with each contraction to sit on my birth ball, as that was the most comfortable position. I called Julie, our doula, and let her know that things were happening. We planned to meet up at the hospital. I was group B strep positive so I needed to be at the hospital at least 4 hours before the baby was born so I could get the antibiotics. 

By about 6am contractions jumped from 7 minutes apart, to 5 then 3 minutes apart really quickly. They started getting really intense and I needed Leland to do counter pressure on my back to make them more bearable. We were still getting ready but I just wanted to get to the hospital already. We left for the hospital around 6:45. I had eaten earlier but was feeling nauseous so I made Leland bring a bowl in the car in case I threw up haha. I was worried about having contractions in the car and I think I did have two, but they weren't too bad and I was able to get through them.

We got there right at 7, and they asked if we were there for an induction. I was happy to tell them nope, I was in labor! At this point it was getting real to me that we would be having a baby that day, even though the contractions were painful I was excited! When they checked me in triage I was 5+cm with a bulging bag of water. They started my IV, after my last experience I was nervous, but it felt basically painless compared to the contractions haha. The triage nurse was very helpful and did the counter pressure whenever I had a contraction in the hallway lol (Leland was carrying all of our stuff). We got to our room and Julie got there soon after. I was kneeling on the floor leaning over the bed and Leland or Julie would do counter-pressure on my back. The contractions kept getting stronger and stronger and I was having to breathe and moan through them. At this point I threw up. I was pretty embarrassed to throw up in front of everyone. Little did I know what was coming haha. I decided to get in the tub but it was super small and when I was on hands and knees it didn't even cover my belly. Julie would pour water on my back while Leland did counter pressure and that made the contractions more bearable. I was hooked up to the wireless waterproof monitors but they were having a hard time picking up the baby's heart rate so they had me get out. I think I was in there for maybe an hour?



After I got out of the tub I decided I wanted to be checked. I felt like I must be more dilated and I wanted to know if this would be over soon or not. The nurse checked me and I was 7cm. My water broke as she was checking me. There was slight meconium in the water so they told me a NICU team would need to be present when she was born. I wasn't super worried about the meconium, but I did feel bad that my water had been broken. With Esther, once my water broke she started to not handle contractions well and I was worried the same would happen this time. I felt a little guilty for wanting a cervix check because I knew there was a risk of my water breaking and it happened. So I guess at this point I was worried that things would go bad and it would be my own fault, if that makes sense. 

After my water broke things did go bad. Adele's heart rate started to dip with each contraction. It would always come back up, but my contractions were lasting a long time and it would get very low. They gave me an oxygen mask and had me try out different positions. After this point things get a little hazy for me. I remember the Dr coming in and checking me and I think I was at an 8. The position changes weren't really helping with the heart rate. It was so hard for me to be going through a contraction and I would hear her heart rate over the monitor. I remember the thump thump thump would get slower and slower until I was worried it would stop, and then it would finally come back up. I felt like everyone was super tense with each contraction and would breathe a sigh of relief once it was over. 

My Dr. was great and was in the room the entire time. I think it was at this point that she told me she was concerned for the baby. She said that baby could handle things for now, but that this couldn't go on for much longer. She never mentioned the word "c-section" but I knew that was what she meant. At this point I completely felt like giving up and I told that to Leland. I told him I wanted the epidural. He reassured me that I was close to being done and could do it. But I felt like if this was going to end up a c section anyways then I really didn't want to go through the pain of contractions any longer. 

I think it was at this point that I changed positions to hands and knees, leaning over the back of the bed. Julie suggested that Leland give me a blessing and I was very happy that she did. I told Leland that I might want a blessing during labor but I don't know if he would have remembered or not. The nurse said they would call the elders to come assist Leland with the blessing. As I said I was kind of out of it at this point, but I remember thinking oh no I don't want to traumatize some 18 year old missionaries with all my moaning through contractions haha. It turns out they are senior missionaries who are at the hospital to give blessings. It took a while (I had no real concept of time) for the missionaries to get there. During this time Adele's heart rate was much better, as long as I was on my hands and knees. Everyone kept commenting on how much better it was, so that made me happy. However, the contractions were still very strong and by this point no amount of counter pressure was helping. I think I again told Leland I couldn't do it anymore.

Finally the elders got there for the blessing. I remember Leland telling me that I should ask the Lord to help me, and also that Adele was ready to come. I felt much better emotionally after the blessing. I think it was then that I knew that I would not be getting another c section and it gave me the strength to make it through that last little bit. Right after the blessing things moved quickly. I think it was at this point that Adele finally turned from posterior to anterior, I felt her drop down and it totally felt like her head was about to come out. I told Julie this and she told the Dr to come check me. The Dr checked me and I was still an 8, but she stretched me out to a 10 and told me to push against her. This was SOOOOO painful. I think I screamed through the whole thing, but I could totally feel it working and her head moving down further, which was a strange sensation.

I don't remember anyone ever telling me to start pushing. In my birth plan I said I didn't want any coached pushing, and everyone honored that. At the time though I had wished they would tell me. I don't know that I ever felt the urge to push that so many people talk about, all I knew was that I wanted this to be over so I started pushing with each contraction. Also I felt like I had kept my cool pretty well through the whole labor up until this point. I started screaming after each contraction. The nurses and Julie would remind me to breath deeply, and I would try but mostly it was just screaming.

 Everyone told me I was doing good and soon they were telling me they could see her hair. Contractions had spaced out pretty far apart now, so in between I was just chilling on my hands and knees with my butt exposed to the whole room haha. During pushing the contractions didn't hurt at all, but her head moving down hurt so bad. I kept thinking of the "ring of fire" that people talk about, thinking that this must be it, but nope her head would just slip back in. I was actually glad for the times her head would go back up because then the pain would be more bearable in between contractions. Once her head stayed down it just felt like the "ring of fire" lasted until she was out, which was a long time. Finally the pushes were getting close, I kept telling myself, with the next one she'll be out! And finally her head did come out. I thought I was done but then everyone was telling me to push her body out. I thought once the head was out, everything else would just slide right out. But the nurse did coach me through this part and told me to push and keep pushing until she was all the way out. Finally she was here! They told me to turn around and hold her.


Throughout my pregnancy when I would watch birth videos I would always tear up or cry, so I was sure that I would be crying when she was born (Leland was :)), but at the time I was just so relieved that the pain was over and that she was here safely. It was a major adrenaline rush once she was born, I felt super happy but I didn't feel like crying. In some ways I wish I would have had a video of her being born so I could feel all the feelings that I did while watching those other videos. I loved being the first one to hold her even though it was for a very short time. They had Leland cut the cord right away and took her over to be suctioned out. Luckily she didn't aspirate any of the meconium but she did struggle a little. Her apgars were 6 and 9. They kept her over at the nicu table (in the same room) for a while and I really wanted her back!

While she was being looked over I had to deliver the placenta, then be stitched up (I had a 2nd degree tear). I could barely feel the placenta coming out, but those stitches hurt. I think by this point my pain tolerance was basically zero because I remember telling the Dr that it hurt so she gave me more numbing shots. I had thought the pain was over, then they did those painful stitches and were pushing on my stomach to help my uterus contract, which was also super painful. I was super annoyed that baby was out and I was still in pain haha. 

Finally (with Julie's encouragement) they finally gave Adele back to me. They were all commenting on how big she was, but she wasn't weighed until later. She was so alert and started rooting around right away. She latched on and breastfeed basically non-stop for the next three hours. Breastfeeding her has been so much easier than with Esther, but maybe it's just because I know what I'm doing this time. 

Right after she was born I kept thinking how glad I was that it was over. They were all commenting on what a fast labor it was, especially for a first delivery. My first real contraction was at 4:13 am and she was born at 11:55 am so 7 hours and 42 minutes of labor, 1.5 hours of which was pushing. But let me tell you it did not feel fast at all. Leland kept asking me if I wanted to have our next baby without an epidural too and I told him to stop talking about doing that again haha. But I guess it's true that those memories fade quickly because I'm 1 week postpartum and already telling myself it wasn't that bad lol. 

The recovery this time compared to my c section are like night and day. About an hour after she was born I was able to stand up and walk to the wheelchair to go to the recovery floor. With Esther I couldn't walk for a day at least and I couldn't walk without pain for about 10 days. This time I'm at a week out and I feel fine, I just have a tiny bit of pain and ibuprofen helps.

I'm so grateful that I was able to get my VBAC. I know a lot of what happens with birth is just pure luck so I'm very thankful that things went so smoothly. I do think that with a different doctor I might have ended up with a c section, so I'm glad that  I had found someone so supportive. I also think that this birth could have gone a lot differently if I had gotten the epidural, just because I wouldn't have been able to get on my hands and knees. I was so surprised by myself for actually doing it. Even before labor I really didn't know if I could. Both Leland and Julie were super helpful during labor. I'm glad I had both of them there to tell me what a great job I was doing and keep me going. Afterwards I kept telling Leland "I can't believe I did that!". 



 
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