I need to change the name of this blog since we've welcomed our little princess Harper Mae into the world.
I can't even believe she's 3 months old already. . . Where did the time go? I blinked and 3 months went by. These past 3 months have been extremely hard and extremely joyful all at the same time. The end of the pregnancy was hard. I was huge, chasing around a very busy toddler. I remember wanting her to come so bad but then trying to cherish every last second I had with my boy. At my 36 week apt with Dr. Delaney she expected me to deliver in the next 2 weeks. So, I went home, packed up and planned on having a baby. That baby never came. I went back for another check up and was even more dilated. This process continued until my due date. At my 39 week check up she sent me over to the hospital convinced that I would have her that afternoon. We took this picture right before we left for the hospital.
Once we got there and she still didn't arrive I opted to come home and wait it out at home. My Mom stayed and everyone anticipated me going into labor that night. But, I didn't. I waited another week anticipating her arrival at any second because I was so dilated but nothing ever happened. I went into Dr. Delaney's office feeling a ton of pressure and she said I had been walking around at 6 cm dilated. Sooo off to the hospital we went. I had no choice but to be induced and although I was upset that I missed out on the excitement of "going into labor" It was a much smoother transition for Wyatt. We were able to have moments like these:
Moments that I'll never forget. Moments where I thought to myself ' How is it humanly possible to love another child as much as I love this one sitting here with me? Will I love her as much as I love him?'
My labor was every woman's dream. . . I got the epidural after feeling very few contractions because I was already so far along. The nurse I had was actually a friend of mine, how cool! I pushed for a little while and out she came. Oh and those questions about how I would love anyone as much as Wyatt, well something inside of you changes the moment they come out. Its like Something in your heart just moves over to make room for another one to love and adore just as much as the first. Wyatt walked into the room with the brightest eyes. I'll never forget his face.
One good thing about being induced was that the entire family was there waiting for her arrival. After a few minutes alone with our new little girl her family came in to meet her. After I was all stitched up they wheeled me to the maternity floor. Jeff went to go pick up dinner since we hadn't eaten and while he was gone we struggled with some post par tum bleeding. thank goodness my sister was still there. I guess i couldn't get away with such an easy labor. In some ways the second time around is so much sweeter because youre mor prepared so you can enjoy it that much more. We soaked up every second with her.
Welcome Home Harper Mae!
