I did a LOT of praying to NOT have a C-Section, and we all tried to get a little sleep. (My precious mommy and sister and mother-in-law and father-in-law stayed the night at the hospital, too! I think they slept in the waiting room!)
When I was checked again, I was 8 centimeters! (again,um, woo-hoo, right?!)
Around 6am, the nurses started saying a bad word. (what is it with these medical professionals???)
That bad word was "PUSH!"
And funny enough, when it was time to deliver, my doctor was MIA. My mother-in-law said that the lights above my room were flashing and there was all this commotion, people running in and out, and then Dr. Childs showed up just in time! (apparently several women were delivering at the same time, so it was a little crazy! It was a FULL MOON that day, Hello!)
So, 2 HOURS AND 4 MINUTES after I started pushing....Lauren Grace Colburn was born.
This was the moment that I had dreamed of for a very long time!! I was ready for Dr. Childs to hold her up and pronounce "It's a girl!" and lay her all screaming and yucky on my now empty belly for me to see.
Instead, our little angel had the cord wrapped around her neck and WASN'T BREATHING and she was BLUE!
There was already a delivery team in the room, but they paged in other specialist-type people. (my family and in-laws were outside and said that they kept waiting to hear a baby cry and never did. Then they told me all they could hear was Jason and me crying!)
And I did cry.... and pray and I kept asking "is she ok, is she ok?" Nobody would tell me anything! And I couldn't see from where I was.
My doctor told us that sometimes when babies are born early like she was that their lungs have a harder time at first' and that they were working on her, but everything was going to be ok.
I didn't believe him, of course and kept listening for her....
Jason (who's very tall and thank goodness, could see what was going on) was reporting to me that she was getting pinker and that they were just working on her and everything would be ok.
I didn't believe him, either!
I wanted to see my baby and hear her scream her little new baby screams!
*My mom's first baby (born the year before me) was stillborn and I had somehow convinced myself that the same thing had happened to Lauren...it was awful!*
It was the longest, quietest 15 minutes of my life!
But then she started breathing well enough on her own, so they wrapped her up like a burrito in the classic white, pink and blue hospital blanket and stuck a little white cap on her head.
I got to hold her and even take a couple of pictures before she had to go to the "special care" nursery (like the NICU). I just thanked God a million times for this miracle!
She was the tiniest, most beautiful thing I had ever seen. And then I knew...
I knew that my heart was forever changed, I understood what other moms mean when they say, "you will understand when you have kids of your own", and my life would never be the same.
I sent Jason with her to the special care nursery and he filmed her making little squeaky, grunting noises while she was there. :) (She never did scream like I expected!)
The nurses got me all presentable and covered up with a blanket...'cause all of a sudden it was freezing...and turned off all the bright spot lights that had been on during delivery.
My mom and my sister came in to see me and we all just cried and hugged.
Because instead of a room full of baby cries, it was silent. Lauren's birth was NOTHING like the ones on the baby story or any of those baby shows that I had been watching for the past months!
But I was so thankful that she was ok!! (I found out later that her first apgar score had only been a 2!)
She's our little miracle baby and we are so blessed to have her!
I can't believe that she is a year old already! Time has flown!
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