Well, Daisy didn't feel like waiting until January 31st to make her grand appearance. I guess she figured that being number four, she was going to have to go out of her way to get noticed :) She's probably right. So, for a quick recap, today is Tuesday. In the last seven days, we have moved our entire house across town, cleaned the old house, unpacked and set up the new house, gone into labor, had major surgery to get the baby out, stayed in the hospital, and been discharged home to our new digs. In the past seven days.
Well, I can't really complain, since I've been praying for the past nine months for an end to the pregnancy, but I WAS a little surprised. Even though it's EXACTLY what I prayed for. I woke up at about one in the morning Saturday and my water broke, just like that. No real strong contractions or anything, so we called our friend Libby (who had JUST left the house- we had her and the Emersons over for dinner Friday night, isn't that weird?) to come stay with the kids until the babysitter woke up Saturday morning, and we headed to the hospital. It wasn't as nice as Portsmouth, and the delivery was much rougher than with the first three, but everyone was nice, the hospital was clean (no lizards on the walls, hooray!!!) and I got a cute baby out of the deal, so what else is there? We checked in at about three, they confirmed my water was broken (as opposed to the idea that I'd peed my pants) and took me back to the OR at about four. I had another mini panic attack, just like I did with Warren, but the anesthesiologist was super nice and talked me through it, and said if I didn't feel better soon, he could always give me some valium. For some reason though, I felt better as soon as I stood up to walk back. Very strange, but whatever, at least I didn't hyperventilate or anything.
Naturally, my favorite OB was NOT on call, so I went back with Dr. No Personality, who was VERY kind and gentle and caring. And then there was some sort of crisis going on (not with me) so they called my OB in anyway! She came in right after they got started, and she was the one to hold Daisy up over the curtain after they got her out, so that was pretty sweet. If you remember, she delivered Scott as well.
That OR was TEENY TINY, so Nick stayed by my head the entire time. With the other kids, as soon as the baby was out, he got to stand up and follow them over to the warmer to cut the cord and get the weight and all that, then follow the baby out to the nursery while the docs finished up with me. This time though, they just wrapped her up and took her straight to my room, so we Nick didn't get to cut the cord, and we didn't get any OR pictures. BUT, I didn't have to recover in a PACU, I got to recover right in the room, with Nick and the baby!!! So that was exciting. Well, in theory in was exciting. In reality, I kept falling asleep. What are you gonna do, right?
My nurse was super sweet, and took a pic as soon as I could keep my eyes open for more than thirty seconds.
|Daisy and I have matching triple chins!!!|
Obviously, that first day is a bit of a blur. I know I fell asleep a lot, and I know that Daisy ate an entire ounce every two hours, sometimes every ninety minutes. Guess that's why she came early, so that she could get something to eat :) I know we snuggled a lot, and I know that my big kids were lovingly cared for by Libby and Julie and Laura and Ericka, and that was a HUGE weight off my shoulders, knowing they were in good hands.
Laura took Ava and her daughter Anna and had a girls day. I don't know what they did all day, but I know that Ava had a blast, and that Laura came up to visit and love on Daisy with the girls.
And a few hours after that, Julie brought up the boys to meet their new sister.
Now, I was more than a little nervous about Scott. He's just so rough, and he doesn't like change, and he's just my difficult kid, to be totally honest. But he was AMAZING!!! He loved on her, he was INCREDIBLY gentle, he was interested in her and interacted with her and it was just PERFECT. I couldn't have asked for more, it was absolutely perfect. I'm still in shock a little at how amazing he was with her, seriously.
And Warren was pretty good with her too, but obviously he lost interest pretty quickly. What a great big brother!!!
|Warren is trying to show us the face that Daisy is making. How cute is THAT?!?!|
|Miss Julie getting her baby fix.|
Warren immediately became obsessed with Daisy's feet. He still likes to look at them whenever he can. All righty...
I'll be the first to admit it- that night was ROUGH. Nick has ALWAYS stayed in the hospital with me around the clock, catering to my every need, but that just wasn't in the cards this time. Luckily, the nurses and corpsmen were wonderful, and Daisy was pretty easy going, so it wasn't the disaster that it could have been, but it was still pretty rough. And for some reason, I just couldn't get to sleep. I mean, there were plenty of reasons (nurses kept coming in, baby kept waking up) but even aside from all that, I just had a hard time getting to sleep. So I was up most of the night, playing dress up with the baby and taking pictures and talking to people on facebook since it was daytime in the real world.
Then, after Nick dropped all our kids off once again with the amazing Ericka and Laura, I slept all day while he took care of the baby.
Okay, I dozed off and on while taking pictures. She's so cute, I couldn't sleep for too long!!!
Here she is in the Winnie the Pooh sleep gown. Each of the Engelbrechts has worn this gown in the hospital. Gets me a little choked up knowing that Daisy is the last one to wear it, but still, isn't she so adorable in it?
We had a lot more visitors that afternoon (thanks again ladies!!!) to break up the monotony being trapped in a hospital for two days.
Then I had a great night of sleeping and feeding and walking and we got to leave the next morning!!! Here she is in the too cute going-home outfit that Daddy picked out. He's picked out all four, and he always does a great job.
Then we strapped her into the carseat (that they've all used, sniffle sniffle) and headed home!!!
All in all, it was a pleasant experience. Yes, I would rather have delivered at NMCP, just because that was more familiar to me and I hate anything different as a general rule. But everyone was nice and I felt like me and Daisy were safe and well cared for and all that. So it was win-win. I'm very tired and sore and joyful and excited and I just love that little baby with her fat cheeks to death. I can say without any doubt at all that our family is finally complete, and that I think it's absolutely perfect. Thankyou all for all your prayers, which obviously worked- Nick was here for the delivery AND I went into labor early! Power of a prayer community, right? All right. Now I've taken a percocet and feel like my head is floating away from my body, so I'm gonna go ahead and sign off. Thanks again for all your prayers, I appreciate it more than I can ever say.