On the morning of December 8th, at six am, I called to see if I could be admitted to the hospital to be induced. I was worried that we'd be pushed back because the hospital had been very busy, but the nurse asked me if I could be in at 7:30 am! One of my most vivid memories of that day was CJ and I walking up to the hospital with an eager anticipation and excitement of meeting our baby girl. Even as we were in the delivery room while I was getting hooked up to all of the monitors, it felt surreal that we were soon going to be welcoming our second child.
At 8:00 am, the nurse started my pitocin. I was dilated to a 4 and 70% effaced, a good start! This time around, I asked for the epidural as soon as possible. The anesthesiologist was able to get to me right away so I only had to feel the beginning of the contractions before they became too uncomfortable.
There is nothing more I love than having a baby! With the epidural that is. I love being able to feel the contractions, but not having to feel any pain. I was so relaxed the entire time. CJ and my mom kept commenting on chill I was.
I progressed to a seven relatively quickly, but just like my labor with Robbie, I plateaued and wasn't having as frequent of contractions. The doctor came in around 1:00 to check me and break my water. My water broke as she checked me and things really took off from there! I started to feel pressure about an hour later, but it wasn't as intense as how I remembered it with Robbie, maybe because she was so low the entire pregnancy. My doctor came in to check how things were progressing. I told her I was feeling pressure when I was contracting, but that was it and I was expecting to still have awhile until it was time to push. To my surprise, the doctor started quickly getting things ready because baby girl was right there! Four pushes later and at 2:22 pm, our sweet baby girl was born!
Emma Elizabeth Hunter
7 pounds 15 ounces
The moment the doctor lifted her up so I could see her, I couldn't believe how much she looked like Robbie! CJ and I kept saying how we felt like we were looking at a baby Robbie. Emma was not happy to be born, and she sure let us know it. The nurses and doctor kept laughing because she would not stop crying! She really strengthened those lungs of hers. She stopped crying as soon as I was able to feed her, and then only had occasional moments of detest afterwards.
Those first minutes after a baby is born is beyond description. They are the most beautiful, peaceful, and remarkable moments in my life. When Robbie and Emma were placed on my chest, it never felt like meeting our baby for the first time, it felt more like a reunion. I know it sounds weird, but I really do think I feel them with me before they are born. Before I was pregnant with Robbie, I knew I was going to have a boy first. When people asked me what we thought we would have for our second, I always thought we would have a girl! I knew she was waiting, and that's what makes the birth of a baby so wonderfully special--a part of me that was missing is now complete.
Poor girl was not having the outside world!
Skin to skin with a newborn is my favorite experience in the entire world.
Her chunky arms!
Her forehead and eyes remind me a lot of Robbie right after he was born.
I will never get enough!
The doctors and nurse could not believe that she was 7 pounds 15 ounces. My doctor laughed and said, "Where do you hide these eight pound babies??" I had been measuring weeks small the entire pregnancy and actually had a few growth scares. I just carried her very low, and that really hid her size!
I'll never forget those last moments in the delivery room where she was all bundled up and calmly taking in our faces as we were gazing into her eyes. If only I could relive that day over and over and over again. Sweet Emma, I love you with every fiber of my being. It is my greatest honor and privilege to be your mother. I am overjoyed to have you here with us in our family.