Little Kyra’s Birth Story

I am starting off by saying that everyone says baby number two comes sooner than the first one. And in this case it was true, she was born at 38 weeks and 6 days, Micah was 39 weeks and 4 days. But even the whole birthing process was much quicker than I had anticipated. It all began early Wednesday morning, February 24th. We had all eaten Dion's pizza (mind you it did not sit well n our tummy's) and I had been farting all night. Since Micah had fallen to sleep early Josh and I decided to play some Xbox 360 and kill some zombies black ops style.
By the time I was in bed it was 1:30am and I was tired! But my whole abdominal wall began to do a weird vibration thing and the discomfort kept me from sleeping. I thought great, I'm getting close, maybe the next few days I will pop her out. By 3am I was having full-blown contractions and I started to think I should probably double-check the hospital bag and find out how far apart they should be before going in to the hospital. I did not want to have to be sent back like I did with Micah, so I endured them. By 3:30am Micah woke up and wanted me to hold him (lol), I said no mommy is hurting, so I went to wake up Josh. First thing he says "Oh crap seriously... NOW?" Haha I said yes I will probably have to go in soon because contractions were 5 minutes apart (he couldn't believe I didn't wake him sooner). As I packed any last minute items, Josh had to go to the restroom, he said "call your mum and mine". Well I had texted my mum earlier so they were aware, on the drive over he kept asking me how bad contractions seemed, I said they are similar to when we went with Micah. We parked and I had to keep stopping for a minute when a contraction wave would come, I felt quite slow and silly as we packed into the elevator like a crazy family. Luckily no one was there at 5:30am, but signing the papers was ridiculous, plus the front desk attendant was saying we couldn't have Micah there. I was in extreme pain and tried to ask as nicely as I could to just check and see how far I was dilated so we could start calling family for help. When the nurse came in to check she asked my pain level and since I knew it would get far worse I said about a 6. Then she checked me and said she's right there, I squealed, "come again"! Josh looked at me and was all holy crap you're fully dilated! They quickly rolled me into labor and delivery and as they began prepping me, Micah sat on the couch and played Temple Run on my phone (thank goodness).
Now those of you who know me,  know that I have a needle phobia so getting the IV is always hard, aside from contractions, I had to really focus on getting ready to push this baby out, but Josh held my hand and reassured me it was ok. My midwife looked and said oh yeah she is ready, her head is right there. I freaked though because my water was still intact and I had read horror stories that if you had baby too quickly you could rip yourself a new butthole, so I was hesitant about it. But the contractions were so intense I finally gave in and my midwife, Christina Cheney who was AMAZING, popped the sac and boom I was pushing.
By this time, Micah was becoming scared as I was being a little noisy and Josh grabbed him holding Micah in one arm and my leg in the other. I pushed twice and Cheney asked if I wanted to feel her head, I did but freaked out a little because you expect to feel something hard, a skull, but I forgot that babies have soft heads and fontanelles that allow them to fit through our teeny tiny vaginas. By the third push, veins were popping out my forehead, vagina was on fire, and I was sweating a gallon, but she came out and laid right on my chest. It was all so sudden and beautiful, little Kyra was blue but slowly gaining color and Micah was crying to hug me. So Josh leaned down with him and suddenly Micah ripped out my IV! Holy crappola! I screamed, and he became scared again, to which Josh had to step out with him while the nurse put pressure on my wrist. She looked at me saying wow I can't believe you didn't cuss? I just laughed and said for me that pretty much was cussing.
Needless to say, it was a circus birth and I would not have had it any other way. I never had the IV put back in because I was afraid I would faint with all the blood loss. And little Kyra latched on right away and began to nurse... it was amazing and crazy all at once. Our little princess was here to stay 😊

☆ These Little Stars of Mine ☆

New life, new love, and I'm dripping in joy and despair. All at once feelings overwhelm my body, suddenly I'm not who I seem, yet I battle who I once was and now am becoming. A mother with one gave me sense of being, a mother of two, gave me understanding. But three, oh the emotional rollercoaster is never ending. The love comes in waves, as the tide crashes over me--- they remind me of our existence here, making small imprints in my heart and mind. I am who I am through the choices I make and I choose to love you, oh children of mine.