Well I thought I should document all the excitement that's been going on around here the last week or so. This could be long but this is the story...
Thanksgiving day Chris and I were headed to the grocery store because I was really wanting some blueberry muffins (who is eating anything other than turkey on Thanksgiving, I dunno) So there I was, standing in the check out line when all of the sudden something warm and wet starts leaking down my leg. I stopped for a second and was worried at first because I thought I might have peed my pants. Well then I was just embarrassed so we kept walking and while we were ringing up our blueberry delight, a gush of water leaks alllllllll over my pants and I knew for sure that it wasn't pee this time! I tried to stop it from coming out but that just wasn't an option-so we both start laughing hysterically and I waddle out to the car like a little four year old who needs her diaper changed and we run home so I can put on some clean clothes. Well I still felt fine. My water broke but I wasn't contracting, feeling any pain-I just felt exactly the same so I started to question whether we should even go to the hospital or not. But sure enough we were on our way and when i got there the doctors put me on some pitocin to get my contractions started. After about twenty minutes of a very uneventful contracting stomach, the doctor decided to go up and break my water a little more (like there could be any more in there?) And then, just when I thought all my water breaking was done a mother of all waterfalls hit the table and the baby dropped down instantly. The doctor took one good look and knew that that wasn't a baby's head down there, it was her little bum cheeks! What a surprise! She either flipped upside down in the night or my other doctor was wrong the entire time (we had the on call doctor mind you-mine was out of town). So within minutes I was being poked and prodded and wheeled around like a cancer patient. Everything happened so fast I didn't even have time to think about it! In fact, Chris came in to be with me, sat down and held my hand and we started talking after they had numbed me and about two second into our conversation I felt a bunch of pulling and tugging on my stomach. I didn't even know they had started and she was almost out!!! Not only did my child come two weeks early but she came about 2 days early according to my labor calendar! I was expecting some long, gruesome drawn out process where I was pushing and pulling and crying and moaning with gnashing of teeth but nope-just a quick shot to the back and twenty minutes later I heard my babies voice..Chris and I both heard her start to cry and tears just rolled down our cheeks instantly. It was the most exhilerating experience of my entire life and Chris was the most amazing support through everything. He thinks I'm such a super hero for going through a c-section and he tells me every day how proud he is of me for being so strong. I love him so much and having this child has only made me love him more-a truth I never thought possible. They say you can never love someone too much and I know for a fact that that is true. So now here we are, a little family of three with the girl of our dreams home safely and in our arms. We think she's perfect. We might be biased but I don't know-she is almost the most amazing child I have ever seen in my life and all I want to do all day long is just stare at her perfect little nose and rosy cheeks with her daddies mouth and mommies furrowed eyebrows. What a perfect little version of mom and dad-we love baby Eliza!! Since she was born on Thanksgiving day we've beeen calling her "Little Turkey." In fact, I don't know if we ever even call her by her real name. ha! We love you little turk-every last ounce of you.
