It has been 11 weeks since I gave birth to our precious darling, Kirsten Eloise. Yes, 11 weeks. I’m sorry it took me this long to post an update to introduce her to the bigger world. I needed time to get used to the new normal.
Regular contractions began at 10pm on April 19th. At 10am the next day, I was fully dilated and ready to push. After an hour at it, my OB announced the possibility of a c-section since the baby isn’t going down because I am too narrow for her. We tried a few more pushes but all of a sudden baby’s heart beat dropped really bad and there was a gush of blood—the placenta partially separated from my uterus. Everyone in the room started rushing, a nurse quickly put the O2 mask on me and my doctor yelled that she needs the operating room, STAT. They rolled me into a room full of doctors, nurses and I’m not sure who else but as I look up to those very bright lights above the operating table, I prayed to God to take over. That was the first time I completely lost control of my body and mind.
Then I woke up in the recovery room.
As groggy as I can be, I cried my heart out looking for my baby. Is she okay? Is she hooked up to a machine? Is she alive? Did I get a blood transfusion? (I’m so scared to have one).
The nurse assured me that she was born healthy and perfect and no, I did not get a blood transfusion but they need me to stay for an X-ray and a CT scan to make sure all inside me are working fine since things happened very fast.
It took them 4 hours to finished all of that. 4 hours! I already got separated from my baby. I lost that first skin-to-skin encounter I have always dreamed of when still pregnant. I felt cheated and was very sad while waiting but it all faded away when I finally met her. She is indeed all perfect!
The first week was tough. A lot of learnings with major ups and major downs. We learned how to change her diaper, feed her, burp her by doing it several times a day. Then we had to go back to the hospital and stayed there for four more days because I had a high fever due to an infection. But I am fully recovered now and enjoying all of it more and more each day. Mark and I worked so well together. He took over everything around the house while I tend to our newborn round the clock.
11 weeks in, I am more relaxed now from being very anxious all the time. Eloise and I have mastered breastfeeding exclusively, she is now sleeping 4-5 hours stretch at night time and naps well during the day. She’s a very happy baby and growing crazy fast that I sometimes want to hit pause.
It’s a wonderful yet scary feeling to be fully responsible to another human being who solely depends on me for her survival. It’s true when they say that motherhood is not for the faint of heart. God’s extra grace is definitely required.
Here she is from birth to 2 months old. Introducing, Kirsten Eloise Laurente. Born on April 20, 2018 in Edmonton, Alberta.
Sending lotsa love and cuteness your way!
I guess from now on this blog will be full of stories about her and our family’s adventures. I am grateful to God for giving me this wonderful new role in life. It’s not all glitz and glamour but I wouldn’t trade being my child’s mother for anything in this world.
Angelique (finally, a mama!)