6 lbs 8 oz., 19 inches born at 3:37pm on June 13th
You are here! It feels so good to hold your little self, rub your tiny, long toes and feel you breath on our chest as you curl up and fall asleep. I was so convinced that you would come late and we had so many things “to-do” before you arrived but that all doesn’t matter one bit now.
You were ready to enter the world and started showing signs of wanting out at about midnight. I had contractions about every 20 minutes and then they spread out to every 40 minutes or so. It was a horrible night of sleep and I kept apologizing to your Daddy who reminded me he was in this too and it was totally okay. I had my regular doctor’s appointment that morning at 8:15am. I knew I would be back home shortly so I just grabbed two small muffins to eat on the way and I’d eat more breakfast when I got home. I jokingly threw some clothes out for Daddy saying “Not that is going to happen, but if it would here’s a start to packing. We can work on that today.”
On the way to the doctor I kept saying a prayer because I had only one worry about you, you didn’t seem to be moving that much since the contractions started. You were always so active at night and in the mornings so I was concerned that you might be having some troubles. I told the doctor when I got there about my worry and she decided to do a stress test to see how you were doing. I had two monitors on me, one to track contractions and the other to check your heartbeat. I also had a clicker to hit when you moved. You started moving which made me feel a huge relief but as I watched the monitor your heart rate would go from the 150s to the 80s or lower when I had a contraction. I sat in the room all by myself with my phone in hand texting Daddy. I was super worried but thought maybe it was normal, until the doctor came in and wanted to monitor the both of us longer. I let fear kick in for sure and just wanted your Daddy there with me. A nurse came in and was wonderful at making me laugh and keeping me talking as they watched your heart rate drop and sometimes drop off the charts. I knew then I was staying there.
Sure enough the doctor told me it was time to walk over to the hospital in the same building and to call your Daddy. They wanted to monitor us more and my contractions were closer together so she felt I was in labor for sure. I called Daddy and I could tell he was freaking out on the other end. He tried to stay calm but as I walked him through what needed to be packed, he kept saying “I’m totally going to do this wrong.” I reassured him I didn’t care, I just wanted him there. After getting off the phone I walked to labor and delivery, was hooked up to monitors again in triage and laid there for awhile until Daddy and Grandma C showed up. I was so thankful to finally have them there and felt my stress level go down once they were. I had been so worried they would quickly wheel me into a c-section or something to get you out and Daddy wouldn’t be there.
The doctor came in, checked everything out and decided it was time to get me into a delivery room, I was staying and you were coming soon. Your heart rate had evened out a bit so that was reassuring. Once we got into the delivery room it started to hit me as I looked around that you’d be here somehow or another and soon, I hoped at least. Grandma T showed up and I was so thankful she was able to make it for your arrival. Earlier in the week I had told your Daddy I didn’t want you to come on Friday the 13th and here we were, with you most likely coming on that exact date. To top it off, it was a full moon! You ended up being part of a very busy labor and delivery day! The place was packed. I got over my Friday the 13th thing.
I was able to get up and move around a bit once your heart rate had stabilized. I had decided I wanted to do your birth natural since I felt so much better after delivering your brother in a natural way (or really that the epidural didn’t ever have a chance to kick in with him). The contractions were strong for sure but I kept thinking of how much better I’d feel after you were here and how I could enjoy you more and those thoughts kept me going. They asked me if I wanted to move the process along a bit by breaking my water and I thought “Of course!” I was ready. After my water was broke then things moved along. The contractions got closer together and I thought I was keeping track of the timing, would tell your Daddy, “that was five minutes” and he look at me like I was crazy and say “no, that was two minutes.” So it moved along faster than I even thought it was!
The room was filled with both your grandpas and grandmas. Everyone was joking around as Daddy and I fought to watch the World Cup games and your Papa T wanted watch the US Open. Once I realized the contractions were getting more intense, we kicked out the grandpas and both grandmas were in the room when you entered this world. I love that they got to be part of your birth and be some of the first to welcome their granddaughter.
Since I did everything natural I instantly could feel the urge to push and had your grandma go tell the nurse I was having that feeling. Once I was checked the doctor came in and it all moved so fast from there because you were ready to come out. The hardest part of it all was the fact that I was so hungry. Those two muffins that morning weren’t holding me over. Since I stayed, I had nothing to eat all day long and I could feel it as I started to push and felt super dizzy. I asked if I could have anything that had lots of sugar in it and the nurse was so nice to give me apple juice which gave me enough energy to get through the rest of the pushing.
Daddy said I pushed about 20 minutes or so, but I wasn’t paying any attention to that at all. I held your Daddy’s hand tight, could feel him rubbing the hair out of my face and was listening to the doctor guiding me on what to do next. I just wanted to hear your cry and know you were healthy and it got me through anything my body was feeling at the time.
Before I knew it you were on my stomach and all I could see was the top of your head and hear your cries. I had so many dreams leading up to your birth that you ended up being a boy and we had prepared ourselves for a girl. I heard one of your grandmas say “She’s beautiful” but I still had to check. I said “Is she a girl?!” and everyone started laughing and told me yes. Ha! Sorry honey, was just checking! Shortly after I asked if someone could get me some food as I was beyond starving at that point. This is the funny stuff you have to look forward to with your mom!
The hours that followed your birth you were held by all your grandparents and their faces were filled with pure love for you. I was so thankful to be able to be up and walking around with fairly good ease and take all of you in. Several hours after you were born your brothers came to meet you. Zane wanted to hold you right away and Jude just kept smiling at you while he ran and jumped around the room yelling “VEDA IS AWESOME!” They visited a couple times while we were in the hospital and each time Zane held you, hugged you and kissed you and Jude bounced off the walls he was so excited. He finally did sit with me on the bed and touched your little feet and hands and leaned into you to feel how soft you were. They are beyond smitten with you and we know that will only continue to grow.
With your third child, not as many people come to visit you at the hospital and Daddy and I were just fine with that. We had time to enjoy you before throwing you into the crazy world our family of five would be. We rarely put you down, held you while you slept and watched you closely as you opened your eyes. You have a unique bond with your Daddy already and it makes me smile each time I hear him whispering to you, calming you and telling you how gorgeous you are.
A little story of your name…we have had Veda picked out since we were choosing names when we were expecting Zane. We hoped one day we would get to use it because we just love it and think it’s a strong name for a girl/woman. We did find out that Veda is a family name on Daddy’s side which is pretty cool. Your middle name, Joann, is the combination of Grandma T’s middle name, Jo, and Grandma C’s middle name, Ann. It also happens to be the name of two of your great grandmothers, spelled a little different and pronounced differently. You have a middle name that has so much meaning of four women that have impacted our lives.
I always get emotional a few days later after the rush is over and the fact that you truly are here sinks in. Daddy and I were watching a movie as I breastfed you the other night and this quote was said…“No one can ever prepare you for what happens when you have a child. When you see the baby in your arms and you know that it’s your job now. No one can prepare you for the love and the fear.” – About Time
I had tears running down my cheeks and Daddy came over and kissed me on the forehead…one of the most comforting things he does to calm me. But they weren’t sad tears, they were tears of joy. You’re here, healthy, wide-eyed and beyond beautiful. I am so thankful to have you in our arms!
And it’s so true. All my fears I have had about having a girl, raising a girl into a woman in this world and wanting to protect you from any of the people and things that will try to tell you to change who you are…they are still there. But a joy is also there of knowing we get to watch you grow into a woman, to see you take on challenges and embrace what God has designed you to do. Welcome, Veda Joann, to this funny, wild family of ours!
Love you so,
Momma & Daddy