Along Came Baby #2
Friends of mine on social media will know by now that I just had baby #2 not too long ago. She is the cutest baby ever, not that I’m biased at all as her mom. Now that the newborn stage is coming to an end, and my life has resumed some semblance of normalcy, I wanted to document her birth story.
Raegan Hazel Blakeley was born on April 8, 2019 at 10:40 PM, after what will probably be the longest day of my entire life. After enduring THE most trying and complicated pregnancy ever, my doctor decided to induce me at 38 weeks to lessen the chance of possible complications of gestational diabetes.
My husband and I got to the hospital bright and early at 6 am on April 8. My poor little 5 year old Hailey had to come with us, as Grandma wasn’t able to come get her till later in the morning. But she was such a champ, and just played on the iPad and read books until she could go hang out with Ben’s mom later in the morning.
While Hailey and my husband were just hanging out, I got started on my IVs. The poor nurses had to poke me about 10 times to finally find a vein that would work. All the trips to infusion therapy earlier on in my pregnancy created a lot of scar tissue around my veins, which makes it hard to find one that will work. My poor arms were so bruised for a good 2 weeks after. I finally got started on Pitocin around 7 am, and contractions really started coming. I had never gone into labor with my oldest, thanks to complications with her, and had a c-section with Hailey. So I had absolutely no idea what to expect. And boy did it suck. I don’t know how moms go through their entire labor without an epidural. I only made it till I was dilated about 3.5cm before I caved and asked for an epidural. I’m such a wuss when it comes to pain.
After the epidural was inserted, they started upping my dose of Pitocin a lot because I was not progressing at all. After almost 15 hours of labor, and no change for about 6 hours, my doctor came in and talked to me about the option of doing a c-section. The risks of my previous c-section scar rupturing were becoming greater the longer I was on Pitocin, and if that ruptured, I could start seriously hemorrhaging and there could be complications with the baby. So after a few quick prayers, and a wonderful priesthood blessing from my husband, we decided that the safest route to go was with the c-section.
I remember getting prepped with a very large does of the epidural medication and everything going numb as they wheeled me back to the operation room. My husband held my hand the entire time as I was cut open. With my first c-section, I don’t remember any pain at all. But with this one, I remember every tug, pull, and push. Its a scary feeling, knowing that your body is being ripped open as you’re awake, and being able to feel all of it. But then my doctor pulled my baby girl out and I heard her cry for the first time. I remember just breaking down and sobbing because my baby was here safe and sound, and was healthy. I had been so worried there would complications because of all I had endured during my pregnancy. But she was perfect. Everything that I had gone through the past 9 months was worth it, every time I vomited, every needle poke, every hospital trip, every carb given up, all the pain I had gone through. Every second was worth it.
Its an amazing feeling, bringing a life into the world. I can’t describe how sacred of an experience it was, but every mother out there will know what I’m talking about. I’m grateful that I’ve been entrusted to take care of these sweet spirits and call them my children. I’m so happy that I was chosen to be their mother.