our new obsession

Anybody that looks at our blog knows that we had our sweet baby girl back on January 31st...but I thought I would let you all know how it happened and possibly put up a few pictures of her. Who knew this blogging thing could be so hard for me?!? It's certainly not that I don't have time to do it, because I most definitely do!

So on Monday morning at 5 am, Tom and I headed to Orem Community (the best) hospital for me to get induced. I had arguably the easiest pregnancy known to mankind so I was a little bit nervous that because of that I would have the worst labor. I couldn't get away with an easy pregnancy and labor - it just wasn't practical. So we checked into the hospital and around 6 a nurse came in and checked to see how far I was dilated. A 3! Ha I had no idea, and this was my first time ever getting checked for that, so I was a little excited. The nurse then informed me that the doctor would be coming in around 7:30 to break my water....terrified....and wanted to know if I wanted the epidural before then, or after. DUH! I said bring on the epidural, I am not good with pain. Not good with needles either, but I figured the shot wouldn't last as long.

So the anesthesiologist meandered into the room, struggled finding the spot to give me my epidural (turns out I have a crooked back and never knew it) but finally found it and did a wonderful job. I didn't feel a thing! Ten minutes later my eyelids felt like a million pounds each and quickly I passed out from feeling so tired. Doc came in about 8, broke my water, and I still didn't feel a thing. About an hour later the nurse came back in to check up and see how I was doing, how far along I was dilated, yada yada yada. Turns out I had progressed to a 4 during that hour. Pretty neat I thought. I was confused though and asked Jana (my awesome nurse) when I was going to start feeling contractions. She said, "Oh honey, you're having them right now as we speak." She then showed me on the monitor how I could see when I was having a contraction- I had no idea I was having them!

Let me also add that every time the nurse left the room I passed right back out because that epidural made me so so tired! An hour later I was at a 6 and then the next hour I was at a 10. When I got to a ten we waited for an hour for little miss Riley to drop a bit on her own. Doc headed back in around 12:30 to get the little munchkin out of me ha. Drumroll please. Oh, little side note- the epidural did make me nauseous a bit. But only when I sat up all the way. Back to the story...I pushed 3 times and felt like I was the world's crappiest pusher ha but still never felt a thing. I heard from lots of people that they didn't feel pain with an epidural but could feel pressure. No pressure for me. All of a sudden from sitting up and pushing though I felt like I was going to throw up, so I informed the nurse and she handed me a little bag. I didn't have anything in my stomach so there was like half an inch of liquid that came up, but from heaving so hard- out popped the little girl ha ha! The doctor told me that she was out and that I could take a look at her, he held her up, and I just couldn't hack it with her being all covered in that white stuff, so . . . . .I threw up again.

As Riley was getting all cleaned up the doctor confirmed my thoughts, he informed me that I wasn't a very good pusher but that I was really good at throwing up. I knew it! Anyways, end of my longest blog post ever. But Riley Quinn was born weighing 6 pounds 10 ounces and was 19.5 inches long. She is absolutely perfect and we are obsessed with her as you can tell from the title of this post. As I sit and type this blog she is napping next to me making the best baby noises ever and I can't help but smile. Not sure how Tom and I could make something so cute, but we did, and we're so happy that we did!