Hospital

 Over the next few days I am going to try and remember and record what happened over the past 9 weeks since Elizabeth "Grace"d us with her presence. 

So...quick birth story:  I was going to be induced on Tuesday, Feb 21.  I did not want to be induced.  Therefore, I had membranes swept (google if you want to know what that means) on Monday around 1:15 PM.  Best friend Emily accompanies me (thank GOD) because they said there may be some painful cramping afterwards and I feel like it would be smart to have some back-up just in case.  Doc tells me if membrane sweeping is going to work, it will take at lease 24 hours. Emily and I go to store to pick up enema and other poop inducing items to prevent that from happening when I am "pushing".  We then go to lunch where my water breaks.  We decide to leave lunch and head home so I can pack my things.  On the way home, labor kicks into high gear and we decide to drive straight to hospital.  We get there around 330 and Richard meets us at the front door.  They check me out and confirm that yep, my water did in fact break.  I am confused about why that would be a question but apparently some people can't tell the difference between peeing and water breaking so they have to check.  I'm 5 centimeters. Yay.  We are admitted and move to labor and delivery.  (In the meantime, Emily picks up my dog, feeds the cats, has my car cleaned and brings my stuff to the hospital - yes, she is an awesome friend).  5 PM Anesthesia asks do I want an epidural.  No, I want to labor on my own.  630PM I do not want to labor on my own.  I want an epidural.  I want an epidural now.  I am crying.  Richard - get the doctor to give me an EPIDURAL.  NOW.  7:00.  I have epidural.  Thank goodness there is a button that I can push every 8 minutes that gives me more "epidural".  I can still feel everything.  8PM ish.  I feel like I am going to poop.  Really bad.  Richard, please get nurse.  I do NOT want to poop in this bed.  Nurse and doctor come.  They say DO NOT PUSH.  It is not poop, it is the baby.  I'm 9 cm.  What do you mean don't push.  You are going to have to give me more medicine, because all I want to do is push.  I get more medicine.  9 PM - 10 cm.  Time to push.  Uh-oh.  I feel nauseated and I can't feel my legs.  Can't push.  Not going to happen.  We wait 2.5 hours until I feel better.  11:30PM - Dr. Gray: Can you push?  Yes.  Lets get this baby out.  11:56PM "Brent-tina" is born.  (Cousin Brent was born on Feb 20 so naturally she was going to be Brent-tina.)

She was/is beautiful.  We were thrilled.  Richard was shocked it was a girl.  I think the first thing I said was something along the lines of "I told you so".  Ha!  Above is my in the hospital picture of me with my baby.  I'm in love.

Above is our very awake 1 day old child.  She still didn't have a name at this point.  But we were close on settling on Elizabeth Grace.

 Above is Elizabeth Grace's ride home from the hospital.  She loved it.  Can't you tell?

 We are home!!!

She is 4 days old and we have our first check up with pediatrician.  We love her.  You can see Richard hovering in the mirror making sure all is well.

Stay tuned...tomorrow the twins meet Elizabeth Grace:-)