After lots of medications, injections, ultrasounds, blood work and tears, they did our egg retrieval on our anniversary, August 21st and I think it gave us some good luck. Five days later they put 2 embryos in and put me on bedrest for 3 long days. Then the waiting game began. Two LONG weeks later, on September 5th we found out we were pregnant and due on May 14th 2014. It was one of the happiest moments of my life.
When we found out we were expecting, Rich and I were both sure that our baby was a boy. Whenever we would talk about the baby we would refer to it as "him." I was even ready to start buying baby boy clothes because I was so sure that we were going to have a little man running around here! We of course were dying to confirm what we already believed so at 14 weeks we went to Fetal Photo to find out the gender. The ultrasound tech told us almost immediately that our baby was a girl. We told the tech to check again and he said he was 300% sure it was a girl. We were stunned to say the least! We told our families and friends with the gender box filled with pink balloons. We got a pink sky that night too!
When we got home, I finished packing my things for the hospital just in case and went straight to bed and had the best nights sleep I had had in months, I guess that was God's way of preparing me of what was to come. At 5:30 AM on May 4th I woke up and went to the bathroom. My water broke in the bathroom and I yelled to Rich. It was the first time real fear set in that this was really happening. I was really scared. We quickly grabbed our things and went to St. Mark's Hospital. On the drive there my contractions were getting increasingly more painful. When we were walking in the hospital, I had to stop a couple times because my contractions were so intense. The nurses at St. Mark's brought us to a room and checked me. I was dilated to a 4 and in so much pain. The nurse told me she had to do a test to ensure that my water broke and that after the results came back I would be able to get my epidural. 2 excruciatingly painful hours later, they told me what we already knew, that my water had in fact broken. They called the anesthesiologist and he got my epidural going (thank goodness)! They checked me about 10 minutes after my epidural and I was dilated to a 9. Let me tell you that progressing from a 4 to a 9 in 2 hours without an epidural in extremely painful! The nurses were really surprised that I was progressing so fast since I was a first time mom. When Dr. Barney got there, the nurses told me to expect to push for about an hour at least. I pushed for about 15 minutes and then our sweet Olivia was born. The first time I saw her I just felt so much love. She had her eyes wide open and she looked right at me. After that first moment of holding her I knew life would never be the same. She was 7 lbs 12 oz, 20 inches long and so beautiful. I love Rich's face in the picture below. Seeing him as a dad has been so incredible and has made me love him even more than I ever knew I could.