We're Parents!

It's been awhile, but what better time to update a blog when you've added a new member to your family?

Emery Joy Burr was born at 2:27 PM on June 4th measuring 7 pounds, 9 ounces, 19.5 inches long. Giving birth was the hardest thing I've ever done, but the most amazing thing to ever happen to us. Finally, the thing that has been kicking and pushing and twisting inside of me came out, and she is the most beautiful baby girl.

brand new

Our due date was originally 28 May (our wedding anniversary) and my OB didn't want me or baby getting much bigger, so we had an induction scheduled for the following Thursday anyway. But hours beforehand, Emery showed us who calls the shots, and decided to come on my parents' wedding anniversary instead.

My contractions started at 3:30 AM. It felt just like our birth classes said it would - a tightening, along with what felt like were menstrual cramps. I was excited but nervous. I recorded the time of each one and noticed they went from 30 minutes apart to 20 minutes apart fairly quickly, so I woke Mike up and we decided to get ready to go to the hospital. I took a warm shower, and started to have difficulty moving around every 5 minutes - bam, the contractions were already 5 minutes apart, so the hospital would admit me. I was still hesitant because the pain was constant, so when I called labor and delivery and kept getting transferred around, I finally had to hand the phone over to Mike as I doubled over in pain for a good minute or two long, and puked on the floor. My mom had been staying with us for the past few days, and she knew this was normal, but I could tell from the look on her face she didn't like to see me like that. I was very, very nervous.

We drove to the hospital and I could barely get out of the car. It's funny how you plan these things out, but when the time comes, you're a big ball of nerves and "What should I do with this while I'm trying to do this?" like leaving the car in the unloading zone for at least a half hour. When I was checking in, the nurses were just standing there, smiling like it was no big deal. Yes, no big deal to them as they see it every day, but I was doubled over and kept asking for help. Contractions feel like you're literally being ripped apart, which makes you feel like you WILL be (and in a way, you do when you give birth). But wow, I wanted that epidural BADLY. By the time I changed and got in bed and was being monitored while waiting for the "epidural guy" to finally get to our room, I was squeezing Mike's hand with all I had, yelling when the pain was unbearable, and wincing and crying like a baby. I applaud the women who can do this naturally. Maybe someday I can, but I needed two doses of penicillin before I could even begin pushing, which took a few hours - so no way was I going to put off the epi.

Even after finally getting the pain medication, another hurdle came - pushing. I felt the sensation that I should push, but when I was actually pushing, it was incredibly uncomfortable and difficult to tell if I was doing it right or making any progress. Mike and the nurse said I was, but I didn't feel it or see it until they brought out the mirror. I never thought I'd want to see down there, but when I saw the baby's head, that was all the motivation I needed. She was right there! I didn't verbally respond much to the nurse's comments, but just set my mind to one thing - I see Emery, I can do this.

With each contraction, I pushed three times. On the last one, I pushed twice, and the nurse turned to the side and called the midwife to come in "in about ten minutes because we'll definitely have a baby in here - " and I gave it one last push, and Emery's head came flying out (almost literally) causing the nurse to give out a yell of surprise and yell into the phone, "WE NEED EVERYONE IN HERE RIGHT NOW, THE BABY IS COMING OUT NOW!"

One more push and she came out all the way. What a strange but relieving sensation. I could feel everything but no pain. We saw her, she was real, she was and is beautiful, We cried. She's amazing. My body grew a beautiful human! I can hardly believe it. I adore her.

Now for the avalanche of photos. More to come, of course. She does something new and gets cuter every day.

I'm a mom!

most adorable bow beanie wearer

right after birth
elated papa


Great Grandma
car ride

snoozing at home

first time in the bassinet

Auntie Ally

Grandpa Burr

Grandpa Spencer
Grandma Spencer

one week old, pretty in pink