It all started with a little back pain. A little progressed to a lot. A lot progressed to the worst pain I’ve ever felt in my life and I thought something was wrong with my baby. Here I was, 35 weeks pregnant with my first baby and I had absolutely no idea what the hell was going on. (Thinking back now and going through it a second time, I know exactly what happened).
The clearest sign that I was going to delivery my baby asap was that my water broke, in my room, right as I stood up from bed. But silly me, I had absolutely no idea what was going on! Call the doctor? Nah. Call 911? No no. The pain just kept getting worse and WORSE. Finally, my husband and sister #praisethem took me to the emergency room. There’s NO way I was having this baby. It was way too early. The pain was SO SO SO real. I can definitely remember that pain.
We get to the closest hospital to us and they take me back immediately. Hahaha, jokes on me when I find out I am 10 CM dilated. This hospital, at the time, did not have a labor and delivery center so…. onto a ambulance I go, 10 CM dilated, to the hospital next door #praisepraisepraise I will never forget the doctor that rode with me to the other hospital saying, “whatever you do, do not push while we’re on the ambulance”. The contractions were so intense, were beyond painful. I was screaming and crying. It was the absolute worst time in my life.
I was dragged into a room, I remember screaming, a doctor came in and said she saw the head.. uh, what!? The only next thing to do was PUSH. Um, holy cannoli I didn’t think I could. But I did. My body did. I pushed and OUT slide a small baby with a full head of hair.
Jasmine Rose born on January 15th, 2016 at 4:30 am. All 5 lbs of her was brought right up to me and I was in shock, I was completely surprised that I had just done given birth and “being pregnant” was over. The rest is sort of a blur – the doctor sticking her arm up me and getting the placenta that I never saw again (because I had no plan set for it), my sister cutting the chord (Jay was too nervous), the baby getting weighed and looked at by the nurses.
It’s wild that within maybe 15-20 minutes, everything was calm and quiet and my body, my mind was at peace and in a way, back to normal.
We spent the next two days in the hospital readjusting to our new normal. Jas arrived on the day before her baby shower so we pushed that back one more day. A few amazing friends came down for the shower but uh, surprise, they got to meet the baby instead.
The hospital stay was the worst for me. It was my first time every sleeping in one. It was my first time ever being a patient. So many people coming in and out at all hours. It was just a lot to take in in such a short amount of time. I was uneducated on how to advocate for myself and for Jas.
We made it through that stay and she came home with us on Sunday the 17th. We went straight to the baby shower and she slept the entire time.
Her birth story always (her sisters is very similar) reminds me that my body is stronger than I realize. Every day, even now, four years later, I have to remind myself that I did a pretty miraculous thing – carrying a baby and going through an all natural labor. Wow.
Jasmine is strong willed, loving, imaginative, creative, bold, opinionated, compassionate, independent, sympathetic, and her full head of hair keeps growing and growing. I’m so proud of who she is becoming and cannot wait for her to continue to flourish. She stole the show on January 15th and there is nothing I or anyone can do to stop her. She definitely knows how to live her life!
Peace and love,