
Saturday, February 19, 2011
Bed rest. Even less fun than it sounds.

Saturday, February 12, 2011
Constance Noel Zaller
Our due date was guesstimated at January 30th, but we were never sure on the date of conception, so it was all based on ultrasound measurements. Still, you always hope your baby gets there by the due date. Every day after that seems like forever. Our plan was to have the baby at the Midwife Group in Savannah. And, no, we never did know the gender.
My mom got here on January 8th to help out, and assuming we'd have a baby by then. Mike's mom had been here since mid January, hoping I would deliver early (hah!). So it was a waiting game.
On the night of January 9th, around 10:30, we were at home watching movies and I got up as I had my first contraction that actually kind of hurt. It felt like I had menstrual cramps that wrapped around like an inflatable floatie on my middle and back. We finished the movie and went to bed. By midnight, I started timing the contractions, as they were all starting to have that crampy feeling. I was instructed not to call the Birth Center unless my contractions were 5 minutes apart or less for an hour, or if my water broke, so I stayed home, as the contractions were timing between 5 and 10 minutes. But they were getting pretty intense, so I left the bedroom to give Mike some sleep, because I started to not be able to stay still or quiet.
By 3:30am I had been having regular contractions at 5 minutes or less, so we called the midwife and they told us to come in so I could be checked. We assumed we'd be sent home, though, because I was convinced I'd be pregnant forever (I was officially 11 days over my due date at this point). About 4:15am they hooked me up to a monitor and checked my dilation, told me we needed to stay there and get comfortable because "it looks like you're gonna have a baby tonight!".
So we woke up our moms and they came down to help us. The birth center was pretty busy that night, and it was really late, so we decided it was best not to call people, as it's a very small place, and there was nowhere for people to stand if they showed up. That, and the contractions were so painful that I didn't want to have people watch me go through them (even though they only lasted about a minute each). Between contractions, however, I couldn't have been more normal or felt better. Except that I was tired (I hadn't slept since the night before).
It was apparently a record-setting day, as there were 5 women who had called in to deliver that day (there had been no births over the weekend. I guess babies decided to take Chinese New Year off this year). I was the second person in, so I was hoping to be the second person delivered. Betty was staying with the Meeces, and Michelle came by in the morning and talked to me, played with my hair, and prayed for me during my contractions until she had to leave. However, things were progressing slowly for me, so I didn't call Erin (to take photos) until around 10:30am. Mom was hoping I'd deliver by 1:00pm, but that time came and went. They finally gave me a little medication just to take the edge off so I could sleep during my 5 minutes of non-contractions (the medicine worked for just about 2 hours- they decided I needed the energy for when I had to push).
I'm not sure when I started pushing, but from what I've heard, it was well over 2 hours. Mike kept telling me I was his hero, and Erin put down the camera toward the end of the labor to help hold my legs and coach me through delivery. They were great. The midwife, Nancy, was within 10 minutes of sending me to the hospital to deliver when I finally pushed the baby out. The staff was excited to find out if it was a boy or a girl, and it ended up being a girl. They handed her straight to me, right out, still attached, and cleaned her up right on my chest. Where she took a huge dump. Thanks, baby.
It was 9:17pm. She was 7lbs 9oz, and we named her Constance Noel Zaller. Erin put some of the photos on her blog, if you'd like to see what the whole process was like. http://erinrenephotography.com/blog/?p=732
We're home now, and trying to rest. She's been a pretty easy baby, but it's been less than 2 days, so I'm not counting my chickens just yet. I'm on bedrest for 2 weeks, though, and I'm taking full advantage of it. :)
Monday, February 7, 2011
Last days..
Saturday, February 5, 2011
Nearly one week past due

Just sharing a photo that Mike took today. We're officially 40 weeks and 6 days (approximately... apparently ultrasound due dates can be 2 weeks off in either direction). Next appointment is on Monday, and they'll check to make sure the baby's heart rate is okay, and there is enough amniotic fluid.