Eve Christine was born Friday, December 27, 2013 at 7 in the morning.
Eve’s birth story:
I had a dr appt Thurs 26th around 11 and asked Dr Beck to strip my membranes. He asked me if I wanted to schedule an inducement if this didn’t work (I didn’t really want to be induced and sit in the hospital all day, but I decided to schedule a day to be induced just in case...so they had an appt Fri at 5 am. I set the appt but then called back after talking to Jared and cancelled it because he had appts at work that he didn’t want to miss and because I originally didn’t want to be induced!) I was dilated to a 3 but not very “soft” so he didn’t make any guarantees this time (like he did with Penny). I had had some contractions on my own, but nothing would stick around. The procedure was mighty painful and I hoped it would work! For the rest of the day I did have contractions, but nothing out of the ordinary. That afternoon we dropped Penny off at Grandma and Grandpas and took the boys to dinner and a movie (Frozen). Still nothing, so I figured we wouldn’t have a baby today. I started to get a little anxious/upset because I was feeling really uncomfortable and was regretting canceling my inducement. Jared and I went to bed. Jared’s parents were planning on coming to our house if anything happened through the night. I remember waking up every once in awhile with a pretty good contraction, but wasn’t too worried because they weren’t consistent and didn’t last. But, around 2am I had a really sharp contraction and so I stayed awake deciding to time them just to see. 2:00, 2:07, 2:18, 2:29, 2:33, 2:44, 2:53, 3:02, 3:12, 3:23, 3:33, 3:43, 3:52, 4:00, 4:07, 4:09, 4:21, 4:26...there were a couple sharp ones so I woke Jared up and continued to time them but they weren’t close enough together I didn’t think. Jared went a head and started to get things ready around 4 am just in case. He got into the shower. I got out of bed and wham-o! The contractions were coming hard now! And they were really close together! Like one after the other. I had to sit on the edge of the tub and couldn’t talk through them. Jared was just showering away while I was crawling on the floor back to the bed. I told him we needed to call his parents and he asked me to do it, not knowing how painful the contractions were now. I told him I couldn’t do it!! Finally he was out of the shower and called his parents to come. I started to cry and shake. The contractions were super close and I was worried that we wouldn’t make it to the hospital on time. It seemed like we waited forever for his parents to get here! Jared got me and my bag in the car while he went inside to grab a few things (he was making a sandwich). Each time I had a contraction I would breathe out loudly and grab onto the handle of the car squeezing it tightly. Jim finally arrived and walked up to the car as I was having a contraction. He took one look at my face and knew I wouldn’t be able to say anything so I told him Jared was in the house...Jared came out and we were off! As we’re driving down the road he whips out this pb&j sandwich he made and the smell is making me sick...so I yelled at him “what is that?, peanut butter?!” So he kindly rolled the window down for me. Once we were at the hospital I waited a minute in between contractions on the curb and then we made a mad dash inside. Of course the lady admitting us had questions for me, so I sat in her chair and tried to answer her questions in between contractions. We had a good laugh because we got to the hospital around 5am, which would’ve been the time my induction was set for if I didn’t cancel it! The nurses were super quick and knew I was in a lot of pain, so they got me all set up right away. I was smart this time and asked for the epidural while I was in triage...so they called the anesthesiologist and had that set up for when I got to my room. In the bathroom while changing my clothes I dropped to my knees and dressed on the floor because the contractions were so intense. They checked me and said my bag was bulging and ready to break...I think I was dilated to a 6? And fully effaced. Next I was wheeled into the delivery room and given the epidural. Hallelujah!! Dr Beck was called and he came pretty quickly. I was at a 8-9 shortly after he arrived and he said he would be just outside if I felt like pushing. I was definitely feeling pressure, so he came back in, suited up, and had me start pushing! A couple pushes later Eve Christine was born. She was beautiful! We thought she looked a lot like Luke as a newborn. Dark hair, tiny face and features. Her fingers were long and beautiful and her feet and toes were long too. We were so impressed with her long toes and how she could bend them back to almost touching her shins! She liked to tuck her top lip up and push her bottom lip out. What a sweet baby girl!
I wanted to avoid the terrible first night in the hospital (like I had with Penny) so I got off dairy the week or so before delivering Eve. (I ended up going dairy free with Penny because I figured out that it was really upsetting her stomach and messing with her skin and bowels). Prior to having Penny I had an ice cream sundae every night! No luck going dairy free with Eve. Our first night in the hospital was pretty bad, just as it was with Penny. Very little sleep for either of us. I watched Sleepless in Seattle, which reminded me of mom, so that made it better. I really dislike being in the hospital, dead tired, weak, on pain pills (not all there) and trying to deal with a colicky newborn. Needless to say, I was relieved to have Jared back for moral support in the morning and to get home! Just a side note, this time around I decided to go easy on the pain pills because I really don’t like the way I feel when I’m on them! I did feel a little better because of that. Poor Eve didn’t do too well even once we were home, either. The dairy free wasn’t working on her like it did for Penny. She would spit up a lot, and once it was a bright orange color. I ended up taking her to the doctor after that, and they gave her the same stomach drops they gave Luke, but those didn’t really seem to help either. Eventually she seemed to feel better.









Reality right here. 5 crazy kids!!