So here it is.... Avery's Birth Story


So as many know I was diagnosed with Hodgkins Lymphoma when I was 15 years old. After I was told I was Cancer free it came back 6 months later. I had many doctors tell me due to the chemotherapy my chances of having kids were slim to none. But I had faith that I would be able to be a mother someday, I just didn't know when it would be.
Skyler and I got married in March of 2012. From the beginning of our marriage we knew we wanted children and started to try to get pregnant. After many months of being disappointed, a year later we found out we were finally pregnant!! I can not even express the joy i was feeling at this time in my life! All my fear was finally gone and in just 8 more months I was finally going to me a mother.
Now as much as i wanted to be pregnant.... being pregnant wasn't very fun... the first 3 months consisted of me not eating or drinking pretty much anything but sprite (only thing that didn't make me want to die). But once I hit that second trimester the nausea faded away and heartburn took its place.... then when the third trimester came along we added back pain to the mix. But i knew all of it would be worth it once my baby girl was here.
Averys due date was December 3rd, and when that day came.... it just kept on going. The next night (Decmber 4th) I decide to finish Avery's nursery, and finish cleaning my house. Skyler and I went to bed that night for me only to wake up at 1:00 in the morning with one of the most horrible pains I had ever felt. I went to the bathroom, tried to calm myself down and not get my hopes up. I jumped back in bed trying to get myself to fall back asleep... but boy was that impossible. My contractions were now 4 minutes apart. I began to bawl and decided it was probably a good idea to wake skyler up so we could get ready to go to the hospital because I was positive I was going to die.
We get to the hospital and they check us into a room they check and I am dilated to a 1 (This was progress from being dilated to a 0 on Avery's due date). We waited an hour with having contractions every 3-4 minutes just for her to check me and me be still a 1.... I was devastated. The nurse told us she wanted to do an ultrasound though because Avery's heart rate was dropping after some of the contractions. After the ultrasound they thought it best that they got my labor going so that there wasn't any complications.

I was moved to another room and hooked up to the pitocin... not even 5 minutes later my water broke. It was a good thing they hadn't sent me home! And then started the waiting game. By now it was 6:00 and my contractions were 10 times worse then what I thought was the worst pain ever.. at 8:00 they came and gave me my epidural because my contractions were 3 minutes apart and felt like someone was breaking my back! 12:00 rolled around and I had only dilated to "almost" a 3... I was sure I wasn't going to have this baby until the next day!! The nurse came back at 2:00 and decided to check me again, and good thing she did because the baby was ready to come out!

The nurse said she would be right back to get the delivery going, so I decided to sit up and fix my hair (i had extremely bad bed head!) And this is were it got scary.. As soon as I sat up I got extremely nauseated and dizzy.. I could barely hear what people were saying telling me i was as pale as could be. the nurses ran in and began to say things I couldn't understand and all of a sudden the room was full of people running. Most of it is a blur to me, but I guess both mine and the baby's heart rate had dropped below 100 and they thought the umbilical cord was wrapped around Avery's neck. They laid me down shifted my body and got Avery to shift and gave me oxygen. After this everything started to go back to normal. This was the most terrifying feeling I had ever had. I had no idea what was going on or if everything was going to be ok. Luckily all worked out.
It has been almost 6 weeks since Avery was born and though it can be hard at times, I wouldn't trade being a mother for anything. Even though she may cry and I may be exhausted, as soon as she smiles or falls asleep in my arms it makes everything worth it. I looked forward to seeing her grow older, start crawling and then walking and talking, but for now im going to enjoy the little things like waking up in the middle of the night and staring into her little eyes staring right back at me.





