I uploaded these pictures all at one time, so they are completely out of order and out of sequence in what the day held! But, I wanted to share about that sweet Bekah Boo!
This is pretty long...get ready!
Let me back up a bit....
Monday, June 25, 2012:
Who would have guessed? I wake up with a TERRIBLE cough! I start getting worried, thinking if I'm sick, I can't go to the hospital to welcome this baby in the world! I quickly start on cough medicine!
Tuesday, June 26, 2012 (7:00 PM):
The cough is to the point that my stomach, chest and throat hurts. My temp has reached 101.7, and Aunt Whitney is FREAKING out! I called my Mom crying, NOT believing that this is happening. I have been taking Tylenol as often as possible with the cough medicine. Mom tells me to calm down (yeah right!) that if I continue to take my meds, my temp and cough will go away. Yeah...okay.
Wednesday, June 27, 2012:
Okay, I wake up with no fever. Yeah! But to be cautious, I go ahead with the Tylenol and cough medicine. This is the day Michelle goes to see Dr. Carpenter to see if this is the day she will be admitted to the hospital! My fever is gone all day, without Tylenol (except at 6:30 AM). However, the cough is still bad. And when I say bad, I mean I can't even speak without hacking up a lung. It was that bad. Mom rode with Michelle and Brian to the doctor that afternoon, and while waiting to be seen, my mom used her SUPER MOM skills and went and spoke with the nurse and requested an antibiotic for her overly dramatic middle child! Yeah! :) They also said as long as I didn't have fever over 101 for 24 hours I should be fine to be at the hospital, especially since I would be on an antibiotic. My first errand when I got off work? The pharmacy. I was so sick of being sick, I couldn't wait to get the meds in my system! Josh insisted that I stay home from church on Wednesday night. I am so not the type to just skip church, I rarely miss, but he had a very good reason. I had a ton to do...pack, run to the grocery store, pharmacy, visit Grandy (who was in the hospital at the time as well), and my husband knows me so well. If I don't get my rest, I will get sick. So the fact that I was already sick and had so much to do, he knew I'd never make it to bed at a decent hour if I went to church. I know, it's probably just an excuse to some, but it was probably the best thing anyways. I was able to get everything done, and have the house half way decent before I climbed into bed at 9:00 all medicated! (I planned on sleeping good!) Ha, good joke.
Thursday, June 28, 2012: (Happy Birthday, Rebekah Elaine Adair!)
2:30 AM-I wake myself up in a coughing fit. Like, a bad coughing fit. I gasp for air as I sit up and realize I am okay. I reach for the glass of water I could have sworn I put on my night stand the night before. I get up and find it in the bathroom, um okay? I check the time and do the math, yep, I can take some more cough meds! I finish off this glass of water and fix another to keep by my bed, just in case. Because I had full intention to drift back asleep. I just knew that as soon as my head hit the pillow I'd be dreaming. Hahahaha. Okay, I toss, turn, cough, hack for over an hour. I reach over around 3:30 AM for my phone. I pull the cover over my head to keep the light from waking up Josh (who was awake the entire time, because my coughing was so loud!). I pull up Facebook and Brian had posted "3 minutes ago"...It won't be long now. I just thought I was awake before! He had me scared for a second like I was missing something, so of course I go check my recent calls and text messages before I comment. Nothing. So I pull FB back up and refreshed the page. Jennifer Elizabath Kircharr likes this status. Ha! Jenn is up at 3:30 AM too! I text her for a few minutes before I pull myself out of bed. I'm wide awake by this time, even though my coughing has calmed down some. I walk in the kitchen and realize there are a few dishes in the sink and the dishwasher is full. So, I empty it and fill it back up, then fold the clothes that are in the dryer. I'm up, come on? What else is there to do? I take a shower in the guest bathroom, in hopes of not waking Josh (HAHAHAHA!) Bless his heart, when he "woke up" at 4:45 AM to get ready for work he tells me I wasn't nearly as quiet as I thought I was. Oops.
I'm ready now. I fixed Josh breakfast, his lunch is packed. I'm dressed, my house is clean, my overnight bag and day bag is packed and ready to go! Jenn is dressed and ready as well. So, let's go, right? Ugh! Of all days, we are waiting on DAD! Who is usually rushing us! Our original plan was to leave at 6:30, we finally get Dad in gear, and leave by 6. We know we aren't going to miss anything, they had not even seen the doctor or started the induction. I really think it was a sister thing. I don't know about Jenn. But I was just anxious to get to Michelle. I wanted to be with her, I didn't want to miss anything about this day. This was a huge day for our family and I wanted my sister.
7:30 AM-We arrive at the hospital, anxious and excited! We get to Michelle, Brian and Mom. Mom and Dad go find breakfast. Brian sticks around for a few minutes but finally looks at Michelle and says "You have your sisters now, I'm going for a walk.." AKA: These walls are closing in on me, if I don't get out for a few minutes I'll go crazy!" Jenn and I were okay with this. We needed these few minutes to soak in what was going on. These were our final hours as sisters without children. A bitter sweet moment that we will never take for granted. At the time, I never thought of it as that, but it was nice. Just us three. We might fight, argue and disagree. But we have a bond that even our parents don't understand. No one gets our sense of humor quite like each other. We can be ourselves around each other more than we can anyone else, that is including Brian and Josh. And at this moment, I am glad I never had brothers, other than Brian of course....
The rest of the day goes by in a blur. Family and friends are coming in and out, eating, tears and
A LOT of excitement. I need to back up a second...
The doctor started the pitocin around 6:30 AM. At lunch, we had no progress. He said at lunch if there was no change, they would talk about a c-section. So around 3:30 PM, he comes to check on Michelle again, unfortunately, no change. He suggest a c-section, because after hours of contractions and no dilation, there is no point in letting her go more hours of labor, if she can only dilate half a cm in 10 hours, Bekah just isn't ready. Brian asks "So, how long will it take?" Dr. Carpenter says, "We will have a baby in about 30 minutes!" Brian's face goes pale, and we are running around like crazy, making sure everyone knows, handing out call lists, and a last minute trip to the car for Bekah's diaper bag!
Tony gathers all of the family and friends that were at the hospital together for prayer as we lift up a safe delivery of this sweet precious girl! It was a moment that I will never forget, as "Amen's" echoed across the room, I lifted my head to see not a dry eye.
We were so surprised that more than one person could go in for the section, THREE could go in! So, here we go! Brian, Mom and myself are scrubbing in! I was so excited. I wasn't nervous, anxious or even scared. I was about to meet my first niece by blood. My sisters baby.
Rebekah Elaine Adair 8 pounds 19 inches, 4:30 PM.
That's when I heard the sweetest cry. I remember making a comment under one of her pictures on Facebook soon after she was born, "Love at first cry..." and someone added "...and yours too!" How true that was! Tears streamed down my face as I laid eyes on that sweet thing. The first grandchild on both Michelle & Brian's side, and the first niece as well. I really can't describe the feeling when I heard that cry. It was the sweetest I have ever heard. I feel like I'm babbling now, but that's okay..I'm babbling out of LOVE!
It was hard to leave her that night, but we got to enjoy her ALL day on Friday and Saturday, and most of the day Sunday! I've only not seen her 2 days since she was born, but I promise, those were 2 hard days.
I'm so proud of Michelle. She did an amazing job and Bekah is so beautiful! (and I'm not just saying that because everyone says she looks like her Aunt Whitney!) She is already starting to get her own personality. We're pretty sure she will have her Daddy's, unless she hangs out with her Momma and Aunt's a while. We might corrupt her.
This little girl has changed our lives, in a good way of course!
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