I have decided that I am going to start using this space to include – what I hope – is a balanced mix of my 3 favorite things: family, food, fitness. One of my goals for this year is to take more pictures because I realize as they are growing quicker, just how incredibly fast this all goes and as far as I know, I can’t go back in time. #thatsnothowthisworks
I also thought it would be fun this year to share their birth stories on their birthdays. Don’t worry, they aren’t very long, but it’s sort of fun to walk down memory lane once a year. #humorme. I’ll also throw in some pictures of each child from the previous year, so hopefully I don’t bore all of you.
After a really long and difficult first birth (which, I guess you’ll all get to read about in September…), when I found out I was pregnant with Karlie (she’s our #2), I knew that I wanted to have a VBAC. I ended up going into labor shortly before midnight and things really picked up around 4 or 5am. We had spent the night at my mom and dad’s house because I had a feeling something was happening earlier that day and it would make sense to just stay there with Tyler (who was 2 at the time) since they would be watching him anyway. I woke up Spence about 6am and we headed to the hospital, by the time I was admitted, it was just after 7am and I was almost 8cm. I was so excited that this time I would deliver naturally! About 9am, it was time to push.
After a few pushes I just knew something was wrong. I had an epidural placed, but with each push it felt like my insides were being torn apart and I knew we had a problem. My OB was called into the room because I refused to push again until he was there. Just as he was telling me that it would be ok to try and push, I started bleeding. Everywhere. My Dr. climbed on top of the bed and told me not to worry, he would get us both out of this alive, but something was wrong and he had to get the baby out. Now.
There are things you never forget and 12 years later I still remember what happened next just as vividly as it happened that morning. The time was 10:46am and they were running, like sprinting a few doors down to the OR. Spence was following close behind and said blood was everywhere and he was terrified. She was born at 10:51am via emergency csection. They went in so fast that they cut her cheek and she still has a scar all these years later. Knowing what happened, I am SO incredibly grateful that nothing worse happened. The cause of the bleed was the placenta tearing away from the uterine wall. Another few pushes, we could have lost her. That was the last time I attempted a vaginal delivery.
Karlie started 6th grade in September and is loving middle school so far. She is dancing at the Dance Shoppe, but sticking with her true love in life, tumbling. She loves reading, her ipod, snuggling up with her fuzzy blankets and socks, spending time with her nana, shopping, and being the world’s greatest big sister.
Happy 12th Birthday, Karlie Lynn!