A Day in The Life of Shanyn Nicole
I'm starting this a little late as you are almost 3 months old now, but better late than never!! I'm going to back up a few months and re-post your birth story.
It went like this....
On the morning of the 27th of January, 2003, (around 8 a.m.) I began having mild contractions that were spaced about 3 minutes apart. They slowed down and began to get a little irregular so I did not really pay them much attention. Around 10 a.m. they began to get a little stronger and when I began timing they were exactly 2 minutes apart, lasting about 40 seconds. At this point I decided it was time to call Jason (aka Daddy) and head to Labor & Delivery to be checked.
Daddy came home from School (we'll talk about that more later) and grabbed our bags, the camera, and us and we headed off to the hospital!
I truly thought that I would be sent home experiencing either just the early stages of labor, or false labor. I was in very little to no pain and talking pretty steadily throughout the contractions.
We arrived at the hospital around 11:30 a.m. When we walked in the doors of the hospital we heard them page our doctor (which was terribly funny! It was like they were announcing our arrival even though it was a totally unrelated page) We bumped into him (Dr. Thibideau) coming out of Labor & Delivery! He told us to go ahead to be checked and that if he was needed they would page him.
They monitored the contractions for about 20 minutes and when the doctor on call finally made it out to the observation room, I was 8 cm dialated! I laughed at her in disbelief when she told me!
They called Dr. T. up from family practice. (He didn't believe them because he said he had just seen me and I wasn't in any pain! HaHa!) He very quickly decided that we should break my water to keep things progressing. That upped the pain a little, but it was still manageable. At around 2:45 p.m. it was time to start pushing. I wanted to give up somewhere around 3:15, but with much help from Daddy (who is an absolute wonderful man in every sense of the word) I "pushed through the pain" and at 3:49p.m. the (IMHO) most beautiful little girl in the world was born!
You weighed 6lbs 4.3oz and were 19.5 inches long and I was instantly in love!
(and still am...)