She's here!
On Tuesday, January 14, 2014 at 9:37am
Lennon Margaret Marianne Litwiniuk
came into the world!
I'm going to make an honest attempt at blogging to keep family and friends up to date on Lennon and our new life as a family of three.
Lennon is already one month old! I can't believe how fast this first month has gone by. What a whirlwind it has been adjusting to having this little person around. From the first night home being up all night wondering what we were doing to now when we can't imagine a time without her! I'll try to go back and recall the first month in my first posts.
First of all, her birth. Monday, January 13 started like every other day. I was four days away from my due date and feeling good. There were no signs that baby would be coming soon. I went to a chiropractor appointment, had lunch with my friend Danielle and baby George, and had an afternoon nap. When Fred got home from work we went out for pizza and made plans about what other restaurants we wanted to try that week before the baby came. When we were leaving the restaurant Fred spotted an Asian market across the road and suggested we go check it out. I said let's do it another time, I just wanted to go home. Maybe I had some sense about what was about to happen?!
We got home and I did a few things on the computer. I got up from the computer and felt a bit of a leak. I told Fred I felt extra wetness and was going to go check. He half jokingly said "don't let it be tonight, I'm too tired!" For some reason we had it set in our minds that she would come late not early. So, I checked and yes I had soaked through. I called to Fred and said we had better go get checked at the hospital. The Foothills Hospital is literally two minutes from our house. Very convenient. Surprisingly we were very chill and gathered all the stuff we had planned to bring along. When we had everything ready to go Fred opened the door and set off our alarm which we had already set for the night! That was exciting!
We got to the hospital around 9 pm, they checked me out and yes, my waters had broken and there was meconium (poop) in it. I wasn't having any contractions or anything. Because of the meconium they couldn't let me go to progress on my own, I had to be induced. We then got admitted and set up in a labour and delivery room. We had a nurse who was assigned to care for only us. She was awesome and made us feel really comfortable and kept us informed about everything. It also happened that the two doctors that I had seen for my prenatal care were on shift while we were there! A different doctor was there for the delivery though.
Around midnight they started me on the oxytocin. I slowly began to have some mild contractions. I was able to lay down and rest and Fred was able to get a bit of sleep in a comfy looking recliner. Later, probably around 3 am or so, my contractions started getting a bit stronger. I was only 4 cm dilated and the doctor suggested I get up and move around to try to get things going. I walked the halls for a while until the contractions got really uncomfortable. I then went back on the bed on my hands and knees - the only position that felt at all comfortable. The contractions started getting much stronger and were coming really fast. There was very little time in between them and they were intense! I started using the laughing gas to get through them. It did help but I think it mostly gave me something else to focus on rather than the pain.
Around 7:30 am the doctor checked me again and I was still only 4 cm! At this point she suggested I get an epidural. She said it could help relax things since I wasn't progressing and if it didn't we'd have to go for a c-section. Baby wasn't liking the whole labour process either. Her heart rate was dipping a bit after contractions, although not dangerously low. We really didn't want to go the c-section route but tried to mentally prepare for the possibility. I said yes to the epidural since it seemed like the only option and the contractions were pretty unbearable at that point and not getting us anywhere.
The anesthesiologist got there just after 8 and put in the epidural. It was really hard to stay still during that. Fred was basically holding all my weight and pep talking me through it. Once the epidural started to kick in I didn't need the gas anymore and could breathe through contractions which was such a relief! I could still feel the contractions but they felt a lot different. About 20 minutes after the epidural went in the doctor came to check me. She had a resident who checked me first and said I was 4 cm - I was pretty sure she was wrong and didn't feel up high enough but was also a bit worried I hadn't progressed at all. Then the doctor checked and quickly said "nope, she's ready to push!" Yay! What a relief! They stopped giving anything through the epidural so I could feel more of the contractions to push. Pushing felt like a relief although difficult. After about an hour of pushing they finally had to use the vacuum through one more contraction to get her out at 9:37am! They put her on my chest and Fred and I both cried. Fred cut the cord and they quickly had to take her to suction out her nose and mouth because of the meconium that had been in the fluid. She was all good though! She was then returned to my chest where she immediately began rooting for my breast.
Lennon Margaret (my mom's name) Marianne (Fred's mom's name) weighed in at 7lbs 1 oz and measured 19.5" long. What a little doll!
What a crazy experience that was. Fred was amazing through the whole process. He remained calm the whole time, even though I'm sure it was difficult and he probably saw some crazy things! I feel so lucky to have such a supportive husband.
We were moved to the post-partum unit at 11:30. We got settled in there and gazed at our little girl. Fred went home in the afternoon to sleep for a bit and I was also able to get some rest while Lennon slept. Fred came back later and Grandma Litwiniuk came to visit. The nurses helped me with breast feeding. That was difficult and painful as Lennon had not latched on properly at her first feeding and had bruised my nipples a bit. I was determined to power through and make it work though.
The night at the hospital was good. I did get some sleep while the nurses took Lennon to the nursery. They brought her to me a couple of times for feeding and she had her first bath in the middle of the night. She did not enjoy that at all!
In the morning Fred came back, he wasn't allowed to stay the night. We met with a lactation consultant who helped me with getting a good latch and showed us some different feeding positions. It was going a bit better but still super painful.
We were discharged in the afternoon and left the hospital to start our new life with Lennon.
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Going home! |
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Taken at 4am on our first night home |
Our first nights at home we're pretty rough. She was up constantly. I was exhausted. And feeding was painful. Again, Fred was super supportive and stayed up with me and fed me toast in the middle of the night and got whatever I needed. Love!
Mom and Dad came on the 16th and stayed until February 11th. It was absolutely amazing to have them here. We both don't know how we would've done it without them. They did grocery shopping, cooking, cleaning up, holding Lennon so we could sleep...everything! I'm so grateful to have all of that support.
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Grandma and Gramps Brinkman |
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Grandma and Pugga Litwiniuk |