The night of March 2nd, Casey, my brother, both of my parents and I went to eat at Harvey's in Columbus. Casey and I had a hotel room in West Point since we were having to get up and be at the hospital at 6 am, so after dinner we headed back to the hotel to get some rest before the big day (or at least try). Casey slept like a bear, as usual, but I on the other hand woke up every hour on the hour getting more and more nervous and excited each time I woke up. At around 4am I couldnt take it any longer, I went ahead and got in the shower and got dressed. I wanted so badly to look pretty and have my hair and makeup lookin' good but I should have known better than to doll up the way I did (the make up didnt last long through the tears and my hair was up in a bun within an hour of arriving at the hospital.). We arrived around 630 then around 8 they started me on the pitosin. Within an hour I was pretty miserable and had contractions coming on pretty strong. After they broke my water, I was pretty desperate for the epidural. After giving me my epidural around 11am, the doctor told us that he predicted that Charlie would arrive around 7 or 8pm and to just try to relax. About 15 minutes after receiving the epidural, the doctor came in to check me and out of nowhere said, "well, there's her foot!" My head shot up so fast and I immediately asked in fear, "what's that supposed to mean?" (Look, I was pretty loopy, otherwise I would've known that meant she was breech haha) He sad, "Well, it means we're going to have to do a C-section." "How long from now?" I said and he immediately said, "in 15 minutes.". At this point I was freaking out, scared to death, and not only because of having to have major surgery but also because Casey was not at the hospital right then! he and my brother had gone to get lunch. My mom called him and they rushed back as fast as they could. Casey was hesitant at first to go into surgery with me but soon got past it and we were off to the operating room.
20 minutes later, I looked up and Dr. Whittle was holding my beautiful baby girl over the curtain. Tears of joy rolled down my face. She was finally here. My baby girl. The most precious blessing. I cannot explain that feeling of seeing her for the first time only to say that any part of my heart and soul that had previously been empty or broken was instantly filled with joy and love and made whole again. She was born at 12:21pm weighing 6 lb. 12 oz. and 20 1/4 inches long. The past three months have been the most amazing months of my life and I'm so blessed to have such a precious little family.....
Will post again soon with more interesting details and stories about mommyhood.
xo-Holley and Charlie
