So I really need to document how Kam got here cause I do want to one day get this turned into a blog book and I want Kam to be able to know her rough journey here.
It started on May 6th when I went in for my 32 week Doctor appointment and the doctor decided to check me due to Halle being four weeks early. Well looking at his facial expression as he checked me and seeing it change my heart dropped, he said "Looks like we are going to have to change your activity level." Apparantly I was dilated to a 1 and 80% effaced, I asked how limited and he told me I was on strict bedrest, pretty much just getting up to go to the bathroom and take a shower. I was sitting there with a million thoughts running through my head like, "Is she ok", "is this stressing her", "How soon could she come". "I need to work, what am I going to do". But I sat there speechless and not being able to ask any questions at all. When the doctor left the room I looked at Kevin and said "oh my gosh"
So I got home threw on some jammies and started my bed rest sentence, our goal was to get lil poptart to 36 weeks. My mom and mother in law really helped out a ton in watching Halle, making me food, giving movies and books that I had stacked up for my 4 week time in bed.
Everything was going well, I was really stir crazy by the next day but just read my book and watched shows and was kinda getting a little more used to the idea (Although Halle was pretty mad at me "Mama, Up Pees?") On saturday I started cramping, it was uncomfortable and a little painful, I finally decided to call the on call doctor around 3pm and he told me I needed to come in and get checked. So I called Kevin and we headed in expecting to be checked and told everything was good and head home. Well that was not what poptart had in mind. I started hurting more and more. They drew some blood and did some tests (in fact one test they did was supposed to guarantee that you wouldn't go into labor for two weeks, 99 percent accurate, HAHAHA) I was still hurting but they were not picking up my contractions on the monitors. They gave me two shots of morphine and it still wasn't helping. FINALLY they decided to just check me and I was dilated to a 3 and 90% effaced. They decided at that point to keep and monitor me for 24 hours to see if I would progress anymore. They gave a shot for the babies lungs and told me they would do one 24 hours later.
A couple hours went by and they decided to check me and I was to a 5. At that point it was decided that I was in labor and a epidural was on its way (thank goodness) they still were not picking up my contractions on the monitor but it was beyond obvious that I was having them! So with my epidural in I tried to sleep and it was the hardest night of my life, thoughts were running through my head about how big she would be, what problems would she have, would she be ok.
By the next morning I was to a six and it was decided that we needed to get me to at least 8 o'clock that night so I could get the second shot for her lungs. As the day went on I was actually feeling more pain so they kept having to give me extra shots to numb me, I was tired, uncomfortable and scared.
Well at about 230 the doctor checked me and I was at an 8 and completly effaced and the head was coming down, my water had not broken so my doctor decided to break it and let us know that we would be having a baby within about an hour and that we would be delivering in the OR so that they could hand baby girl right over to the NICU through the window. At that point was when I had a complete meltdown, I didn't know what to do and I just was so scared about my little girl being so early, KEvin and I finally were alone and we just cried and comforted each other. We know from Halle being early that we have strong kids and that we know that she would be a fighter, I could tell from her kicks in my belly that she agreed.
So at about 4:05pm I was rolled back to the OR, Halle saw us go back and started crying when we were rolled down the hall to the OR, I could here her cries and started a whole new round of crying.
We got in the OR, Kevin was in his cool OR suit and looked preety fancy, I think that is the only time I laughed was when I saw him in his hairnet.
They got me ready and waited for my next contraction and told me to start pushing, I pushed about 3 times and she came out at 4:11pm, the cord was wrapped around her neck, but the doctor hurry and unwrapped it and put her on my chest, she was so tiny, with a head of dark hair, she was beautiful, the most amazing miracle. Then she let out the most beautiful noise in the world. She let out a cry, as if to say "Mama and Dada, I'm fine" Then she whisked away to the NICU and I was left holding Kevins hand and crying and praying that she was ok.
They wheeled me back to my room to recover for about an hour before they brought me to the maternity floor. Kevin got Halle and came in and I felt like the luckiest person in the worls, yes I had Kam early but as soon as I saw Kevin and Halle come in I got a sense of peace that everything is going to work out.
Kevin got to go see Kam about 20 minutes after she was born, he took a video of her trying to work her lungs, she sounded like a little kitten. He spent a about a half an hour there and came back to show me the video of our little Miss. I was overwhelmed with how beautiful she looked and so amazed that she looked like my dad with all her dark hair.
Finally it was time to take me up to my room but the nurse wanted me to see Kam so she rolled me in my bed back to the NICU, they had put a bubble c pap on her (to help her breathe) and was so so tiny. I couldn't stop staring at her, this beautiful little girl with tubes and machines hooked everywhere. I was so in love, I didn't want to leave her.
That night of sleeping was even worse than before, I could hear the mom's with their brand new babies in their rooms, and I just wanted my little angel by me, I wanted her close, to feel her breathe and tell her that it is all going to be ok. I slept about 2 hours that night, tossing and turning, and thinking about my two little girls. Halle who is almost two and is such a fireball but is the most caring and sensitive little girl. And now I have a new one that it just starting her life, hoping that she knows how much her mommy and daddy want to be by her side to talk her through this hard time. Also knowing that she was surrounded by angels keeping her safe.
The next morning I was so ready to take a shower and get right down to the NICU. When we got down there she was on her C pap still but her oxygen was really good and they anticipated her being off the c pap within the next day, and sure enough she was off it by day two, She had a nose cannula in but kept ripping it out, and she was breathing on her own just fine so she has no assistance breathing since day two, her IV came out day 5. She is now out of her incubator and in a crib in the NICU. She is maintaining her temp and eating a bottle twice a day. (which the doctors and nurses are so impressed by)
We definitly got a fighter, she takes leaps and bounds on a daily basis and loves to watch when her daddy and I are talking to her, she is very alert and the most content calm little one. I think I have heard her cry once. Kevin and I are so beyond blessed to have these two little angels in our lives and I get down on my knees and pray everyday to thank God for these gifts.
On her C Pap to help her breathe right after she was born
Daddy's hand covering her, She is so Tiny!!!
On her lights because of her Jaundice
Daddys hand with Kams hands
Off the C pap and Just on a nose cannula
Breathing all on her own by the 3rd day, So Amazing!!
Eating a bottle for the first time, she is doing amazing at it, the nurses are so impressed that she is taking it being so little and premature. Thats Our Girl!!
Resting after her feeding. Its exhausting!!
