At my 37 week appointment I was 2cm dilated and 70% effaced, and the next day I started to lose my plug, but only little by little. That same week, on Sunday, my mom, mother in law and best friend threw me a surprise baby shower. I think they were all a little scared I wouldn't make it to the party. But, I did and even though it was my second baby it was my first shower as Spencer was born on the day of his baby shower. It was a fun day and took away the anxiety for awhile. That next week was torture, as I went from 37 to 38 weeks. I tried to keep busy with Spencer and made sure we did a couple special mommy/son things before his new sibling arrived. When Friday, February 10th arrived I kind of started to feel like I would never have a baby. Or should I say, I would go over my due date, the irony. I kept telling my husband and family that I always felt like she was going to be born on February 11th and I think everyone thought I was crazy. So, that night my husband, Spencer and I went to the mall and we power walked. I was having small contractions but nothing consistent. After walking for about 45 minutes we went to dinner with my in laws and then home for our nightly routine. After Spencer was in bed my emotions started to get the best of me. I was uncomfortable, nervous about labor and delivery and ultimately just ready to NOT be pregnant and I started to cry. I'm sure my husband thought I was being ridiculous, but those damn hormones... and then it happened a half hour later...
I had finally calmed down and was enjoying relaxing on the couch when I stood up to go to the bathroom and my water broke, I mean really BROKE! Kyle was packing his hospital bag, that he had been packing ALL week and I yelled out to him that my water broke. I'm kicking myself for not recording his reaction, he turned white as a ghost and said, "seriously?" We called our parents and asked for my father in law to come over since he was the closest to us and we needed to get to the hospital. Once we were admitted my neighbor and cousin took turns sleeping at our house so that our parents could be with us at the hospital.
When we were admitted at 11:30pm my mom, dad, father in law and my best friend Amy were with my husband and I. Contractions started slow and pretty much painless for an hour or two. There was a lot of joking around and laughs. This labor was much better than Spencer's, they let me keep my own clothes on and I didn't have to be hooked up to a belly monitor the whole time. I also spent most of the night on an exercise ball which was super uncomfortable during labor with Spencer. Time was going by quickly and before we knew it was 2am and our dads were leaving to get some sleep and Kyle's mom had just arrived. My nurse had started pressuring me into getting an epidural before it was too late. But, I wasn't ready yet. Finally, at 3am I said I wanted some relief and by 3:45 I was feeling good and no longer in pain from the contractions. At this point, my doctor and I decided to start pitocin because my epidural with Spencer slowed the dilation process down a lot. Around 5am we were all getting ready to get some rest, but I kept feeling a lot of pressure and wasn't able to fall asleep. At 5:35am my doctor came in to check my progress and albeit, Bre was crowning. My doctor turned around, called for the nurse and they started pulling everything out of cupboards and throwing on scrubs. It was literally like being in a movie. I was told not to cough, sneeze, talk or push. At 5:40am I started pushing and at 5:47am our 5lb 14oz princess entered the world. She was tiny and perfect. The first thing I said was that she looked identical to her daddy; blonde hair, same face shape, same feet. All I could see when I looked at her was my husband, and I loved that. As my husband and I were meeting our little girl for the first time, both her grandma's and my best friend Amy got to witness her entry into the world. Pretty special since our mom's have witnessed both their grandchildren's labor and deliveries.
Bre's labor and delivery wasn't easier than Spencer's but, it was quicker. Much quicker than I expected. It was different in the fact that my body wasn't pushed into labor but, rather that my body got to do things naturally like it's supposed to. I am so thankful my water broke and I got a chance to see what my body can do without being induced. I was really worried for awhile that because of the progesterone injections my cervix would be too strong and I would have to be induced. So, I am thankful for that. Some of you may be thinking I can't believe she only pushed for 7 minutes, well let me just say I totally deserved that since I pushed for over two hours with Spencer.
It is true what they say, every pregnancy and every labor and delivery is different. I am fortunate enough to have been blessed with two very enjoyable labor and deliveries that gave us two healthy children. For now we're enjoying our transition as a family of four, which has also been easier than expected and Spencer has done so well. Again, all that worry for nothing. Bre is now two weeks old and I am exclusively breast feeding which I love, I didn't get to with Spencer because he wouldn't latch. We're still learning the ropes on this girl thing but, again better than expected. Life is good and though we're not sure if our family is complete just yet it sure feels like our hearts will explode everyday with the love these two beings bring to our world.
Breanna Jean Campbell
born 2/11/2017 @ 5:47am - 5lb 14oz and 19in