11 weeks since this little angel baby made me a mommy again. To look at these pictures brings back so many happy memories. Some days I still can’t believe she’s really here with us AND that I’m a mom of 2! I’ve been wanting to share London’s birth story for weeks now but honestly it’s been tough to find a lot of free time. Mom guilt is a real thing and raising a toddler and a newborn is seriously no joke. These are the times I wish we lived closer to family for support, especially with my husband’s crazy work and travel schedule. The days are so long but I cherish every single day with my girls and I know these truly are the best days of my life.
London’s birth story is pretty much the complete opposite of my birth story with Olivia LOL. My parents flew out to California about a week before my due date since my doctor told me I would probably deliver early this time. The day before my due date we ended up spending the day together at the beach taking pics and playing with Olivia in the sand and just having the best day together. When we got home that afternoon I was pretty tired so I laid down in bed with Olivia to take a nap before we were going to change and go out for a yummy dinner. I noticed I was getting a little crampy and a little more and more uncomfortable laying down in bed. Since I had to be induced with my first, I wasn’t sure what it was like to just go into labor on your own. I really thought maybe I just did too much at the beach and maybe I was just on my feet too long or something. I didn’t want to be overreacting about being uncomfortable, and since I have a pretty high pain tolerance I probably stayed at home longer than I should have. I started timing the contractions while in bed and they were coming about every 15 mins. I was so excited this was the real deal that I got up and freshened up a little and called for my Mom and my hubby to let them know it was time. By the time I got downstairs maybe 15-20 mins later my contractions were getting pretty uncomfortable and I had to pause talking to get through them. They were coming about every 8-10 mins. That’s when I started to get nervous and we were gathering my bags, which luckily I already had most of my things together. By the time we grabbed my stuff and my Mom grabbed a few things my contractions were coming about 2-3 minutes a part. We literally ran out the door and into the car to get to the hospital. When we pulled up out front I really had to focus on my breathing to get up to the labor and delivery floor. My hubby parked the car and grabbed our bags and met my Mom and I inside. As soon as we checked in we got in the room and they checked me and I was 7cm dilated. I couldn’t believe it! I was immediately taken over to the delivery room and had the sweetest nurses and midwife who were all trying to keep me as comfortable as possible and to try a ton of positions to help get baby down a little lower and ready for delivery. Everything was happening so fast I just couldn’t even comprehend what was happening. Just a few hours ago I was at the beach without a care in the world and now I’m ready to have another baby! It was so surreal! When it was time to push I only had to push 3 times and I heard the loudest cry and the best sound in the world… my sweet baby girl was finally here!! Gosh the moment they put your baby on your chest and you look her in the eyes it’s like you are in heaven. That little perfect face! Ugh! I just can’t even describe the happiness, love and gratitude I feel. And becoming a Mommy again felt just like the first time. All those feelings and tears of happiness, it was exactly the same as the first time. Such a miracle and just the greatest gift you can ever receive.
We had my parents bring Olivia to the hospital the following day to meet her new baby sister. I made sure I was not holding the baby when Olivia came into the room. I wanted to make sure I could give her big hugs and that she could meet her baby sister on her terms. It was the very first night we were away from each other since she was born so I was so afraid she was going to be upset or mad that I left her or something but she was fine. She was very curious of London and would just stare at her. When it was time for my parents and Olivia to leave she left like such a big girl and didn’t even cry. I was so proud of her for handling things so well. It really is true when they say your heart just gets bigger with each baby. I am truly the luckiest mama in the world!
xoxo
