Good morning! I know half the world might think I was crazy going to Mass with the fam today, but God gifted me with a wonderful delivery and recovery thus far, and there wasn't any reason for me not to head to Mass and thank Him for his many blessings.
My Sunday Best:
I've worn it before (it's technically maternity and beyond), but this dress from Pink Blush Maternity was the PERFECT choice for our first week at Mass post baby's arrival. It is soft and comfy and it was SO easy to nurse in. Nothing fancy or exciting other than the dress and my sweet baby accessory.
And since there is a lot that happened leading up to labor, I will begin with a sort of Part 1 of the Birth Story, more appropriately titled
The Pre-Birth Story
Background info: You may remember that I was worried that my doctor asked us to switch to a hospital that is about 15 minutes further from us because his backup doctor at the closer hospital was no longer available. I was trying to let my anxiety go and just accept this turn of events, but when Chris and I visited the further hospital last Monday, we both left more worried than before. Besides being further away, the parking/entrance situation was also harder to navigate which would add even more time. I started to panic inside. If we got there and I was close, Chris would have to drop me off at the front of the ER and then go park and I just couldn't get it out of my head that it might end in my WORST case scenario of all: Chris not being there when I delivered. Needless to say, it was a week of going back and forth. We tried to talk ourselves into the further hospital and give it to God, but we still had no peace. So we discussed asking my doctor under which scenarios he could still deliver at the original, closer hospital. I had an appointment Friday August 26 at 4pm (my 38 week appointment) where I planned to ask many questions and pour out my many concerns....
I had previously tried to pre-register for the closer hospital and it hadn't worked online, and then we put registering anywhere on hold because (see above paragraph), so I'm still not pre-registered anywhere (but no worries, I'm not even quite 38 weeks)...
On Wednesday, after dropping the twins off to take the nearby bus to the airport (bye guys, and thanks for visiting!), I finally had the thought that I should begin a hospital bag. I threw a couple clothing items in...
On Thursday (Aug 25), I finally grabbed our bag of newborn/0-3 months clothes and washed all the gender neutral stuff plus a couple of our girl outfits (we don't have any boy outfits obviously) and threw a couple of those in the hospital bag....
Friday (Aug 26) early in the morning around 4 am (so like really the middle of the night for all intents and purposes), Sophie threw up. I knew she'd be clingy and it's really hard for me to change crib sheets when my belly is so preggo, so I woke Chris up to help me with that part. I changed Sophie from her night shirt and pants and put a new nightshirt on. Chris changed the sheets, and we put a tired Sophie back down. I rinsed the sheets out and left them in the bathroom sink...
I had a hard time falling back asleep, so I turned on the Rosary on YouTube. I said my Rosary, still hadn't drifted off, and it was about 5:30am and I suddenly just started feeling achy. I started feeling achy just before I went into labor with Sophie, so I got a tiny bit worried. But I was only 38 weeks, so I brushed it off and tried to sleep. I drifted off....
Elise woke up around 7 and wanted to eat breakfast. I got up, still a little achy, and headed downstairs to get her food. Shortly after I had a really light contraction. Mostly my back just felt achy, but it sorta seemed like it moved around the front. I brushed it off and went back to lay down for a bit while Elise was eating and Chris was getting ready for work (he had a work project due at the end of the day)...
Around 7:30am, Ava got up and wanted a bowl of cereal too. I got that for her and had another of those "not-really-contractions". Then as I was suddenly having thoughts about "What IF I WAS about to go into labor?" I remember that we really have NO babysitting coverage for this particular time of day (school drop off time). Everyone on our list of babysitters who doesn't have kids to drop off at school was unavailable on a Friday. In fact, the person that was our most sure bet of being around pretty much all the time (our next door neighbor) was supposed to be out of town until August 28. But that hadn't previously worried me because that was nearly two weeks before our due date....
Then I heard Elise throwing up, and I had another of those strange achy back- almost like a contraction things....
And that's when I decided JUST in case all the aches development into something, I should probably try to contact SOMEBODY and see when people are done dropping their kids off at school. I texted my friend, Megan, who I met online through Blessed Is She awhile back and who has been so amazing since we moved to Colorado just 4 months (ish) ago. My text was basically something to the effect of "I'm feeling achy. Nothing is really happening, but what time are you done dropping kids off at school just in case?"....
A side note, Megan is very careful about germs. When she's sick she stays away. And she stays away from people who are sick. So you can guess how I was feeling even texting her in the first place, but I was in that pre-panic stage, where I felt like all hell was about to break loose, and I HAD NO PLAN!
All my plans and everything that I HAD figured out were worthless on the Friday of August 26, TWO WEEKS before my due date at school drop-off time in the morning. What were the chances?
To be continued....
In case, you want to brush up on how the other kids' births went down, they are filed here.
And now, it's up, so you can check Kolbe's birth story out here.
Meanwhile, link-up with your Sunday best over at Rosie's blog A Blog for my Mom.









































