Birth Story From Another Perspective

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My name is Heather from

One Fisch, Two Fisch and today Megan has thoughtfully asked me to stop on by Los Dos (Tres?) Daubertos as a guest blogger. I also happen to be Megan's sister... her youngersister she often likes to add.

Today I am going to recount a short story that is near and dear to our hearts, and will be one that we will tell Little Miss over and over throughout the years to come: the birth story of sweet Carmen Isabelle from my family's perspective:

When September 6th rolled around, I could hardly believe the day had come that my sister would bring a new, precious baby into the world. All the months of dreaming about what Carmen would look like and how she would act, had finally come to an end. This was the day we would get to meet her ourselves

I could barely focus at work Tuesday morning because I was counting down the hours until noon when I would leave town and head to Fairfax hospital in Virginia. How long would Megan be in labor? Would she deliver before I got there? Would Carmen come quickly or would she make us all wait for hours in suspense? These were the questions running through my mind as I raced down I-95 in the pouring rain. Baby Carmen, here I come!

I arrived at the hospital around 3:00 and met my mom in the cafeteria so she could fill me in on Megan's progress up to that point, while Megan and Michael tried to rest. Was this really happening? It seemed like yesterday that we were all gathering at the hospital to welcome baby Brianna into the world. And now it was Megan's turn. How time flies.

Mom and I then took a quick trip up to Megan and Michael's room to see Megan and say hi one last time before the two became three. Megan looked tired and calm and seemed a bit out of it, but was still beautiful with her perfectly curled hair. It was obvious they were both so ready to meet their little one.

Around 4:00 dad arrived with Preston and Brianna still dressed in their school clothes, but too excited to care. Next Ashleigh and Amanda arrived and we all sat in excitement and anticipation, hanging onto our cell phones for any word of Carmen's arrival. Just as we were preparing to leave for dinner, we got a text from Michael saying that Megan was fully dilated and had begun pushing! We knew that Megan could be in labor for awhile and that we'd have to wait at least an hour to see Carmen ourselves, so we set out for a quick dinner at Sweet Water Tavern. The food was delicious, but we were all distracted by the thought of sweet Carmen being born. So we scarfed down our food and rushed back to the hospital.

When we arrived at the Birthing Center waiting room, we saw Bill, Lissa, Sarah, and David Daubert already there. It was a large waiting room but we all somehow made it feel small by our loud, happy chatter, the massive baby girl balloons we had ready, the several baby gift bags, and all the video camera sitting on the floor. I'm pretty sure everyone in the waiting room heard our entire conversation and knew quite well that a Carmen Isabelle was being born; we were way too excited to be considerate of the noise level.

Sometime around 7:00 we saw nurse Lynne McLoughlin who we've known for years from church, come into the waiting room with a big smile on her face. We all held our breath while she said "Well, I'm happy to announce that as of 6:34pm, Megan and Michael became the parents of a healthy, perfect, 7 lbs, 13oz baby girl!" There was a quick pause, and then "AHHHHHHHH!!!" was all you heard as well all jumped up, cheered VERY loudly and clapped our hands in-between hugging one another. The excitement was priceless; the moment was precious; and I'll remember it for the rest of my life. It was such a fun, loving moment that it left me thinking "I hope that when this day comes from me, I will be near all my family and have them right there anxiously waiting for my baby too."

We tried to wait patiently to get the message that it was time for us to see the baby and Megan and Michael. Our Worthley family all fought over the Daubert's cellphones as Michael (accidentally?) sent a picture text of baby Carmen to his side of the family and not ours. We all grabbed for the phones and within one second of looking at the little image, said "Oh my goodness, she looks just the Megan! And Preston, and Brianna!"

Holding Carmen in my arms made my heart melt. It is so incredible to hold a new baby who is so tiny yet so real and alive; it really speaks for what a miracle it truly is. Megan looked great overall, and despite the fact that her face was a bit swollen and she appeared to be out of it, her hair was still perfectly curled.

The end :)

3 Weeks Old

It seems like Carmen is changing everyday. She is so adorable, we can't stop looking at her. I think I need to work on some other phrases to say to her besides, "You're so beautiful. You're so pretty." We've really missed Daddy this week. He's been on a business trip in Austin, TX and it's been so hard having him gone. We both miss him too much.

I can tell that Carmen knows full well who I am now. She calms down when I'm near and loves to for me to hold her. It's so precious. We are starting to work on falling asleep on her own for naps and it's painful for me - but I know it's best for her. I have great support and encouragement from our beloved Mallory and of course, Michael, but he's just been gone for a bit now. Here's some recent photos:

Our first time at church as a new family of 3
Carmen's first shopping trip to the mall. Had to get her some colder weather clothes. And an owl hat...pics of that to come.
First time spending the night at Grandpops and Nonni's house - with Mommy of course! Plenty of people to hold and love on her here.

Two Weeks Old

(This is the only topic my brain can handle at this month, so this is what you'll get)

Carmen had a wonderful two week old doctor's appointment yesterday. To my surprise, she weighed in at 8lbs 14oz! Nearly 9 pounds, but she still looks so little. She's a growing, healthy girl. Her doctor was so impressed. She has grown .25 inches longer which puts her in the 75th percentile for weight and length. Her perfect little head is in the 25th percentile - I'm delighted! Her doctor said I could let her sleep as long as she'll go during the night since she's healthy. I still woke up to feed her last night, she was ready for a midnight meal.

Michael also gave her the first bottle yesterday evening. She did great with it. I wanted to introduce breast milk in a bottle sooner than later so that she would be sure to take it when I have the weddings in a couple weeks. I did feel pretty jealous of him while he rocked her and fed her. Feeding is still mommy's time with Carmen. She also rolled herself over from her tummy to her back while on the floor yesterday - twice. I was a bit surprised but my friend with a daughter a month older than Carmen said that was normal until she gets too heavy to push herself over. She's such a doll.

Nathan

Happy First Birthday possible future son-in-law! Carmen should be more interested in you someday.

Heavenly Perfection

Our little Sleeping BeautyCarmen is eating and sleeping SO well! We are very thankful. We have her two week appointment on Thursday so we'll see how much she has grown. I can already see and tell a difference in my sweet newborn.

The Stork

My sweet parents had this sign waiting for us when we got home from the hospital:

It was really fun to watch all the neighbors and dog walkers stroll slowly past our house and read the sign. The stork stayed for a week but I've still gotten some "congratulations" from people when I see them outside. It's kind of fun!

First Week Photos

Going home from the hospital on Thursday afternoon:Snug in her car seat about to get in the car for the first time. Finally get to use our car as a baby mobile! Michael was so sweet; he had classical music playing when we got in the volvo. It was such a nice contrast from the monsoon that we were driving through. Carmen snoozed the whole way home.
Loving tummy time and the quilt Aunt Bek made for her
Michael couldn't wait to take her on a walk - I'm pretty sure this was our second day home. He was so cute, I couldn't be selfish and ask for him to wait until I was able to join. I missed them terribly while they were gone.
One of Daddy's favorite things
Beautiful girl
After her first bath at home. My pink little worm
All fresh and clean in her ducky outfit
Opening day for the NFL. Daddy took her next door to our neighbor's house and mommy got to take a little nap.
Getting sleepy, we're working on learning to sleep at night!

Birth Story

On Monday September 5^th (my due date), Michael and I made our way to Inova Fairfax to check in for our pre-induction appointment at 8pm. Dr. Wolf had decided that if Carmen did not come on her own by her due date then she would induce me. She confidently made that decision based on the healthy signs of the baby and the way my body was progressing on its own. We were thrilled! We calmly packed our bags in the car, reviewed our hospital check-list and then Michael took some time to lead us in prayer for our family and our home. It was hard to believe that this was our “going to the hospital” moment. So calm and peaceful – a theme that would play out for the rest of our birth experience.

After a quick visit to each of our parent’s homes, we finally were on the road to the hospital. We made it to registration nice and early. I thought that I was as cool as a cucumber until I started filling out the paper work. I don’t know what I would have done without Michael next to me. I couldn’t figure out the order of first and last name, couldn’t remember my social, and answered “yes” to questions such as “are you hard of hearing” and “are you deaf.” Thankfully Michael corrected everything and took care of me. We were sent up to the 3^rd floor where we were met by our nurse and taken to our labor and delivery room. Set up didn’t take long and before I knew it I was hooked up to the monitors, the medicine was on its way to preparing for a 7am induction, and I was lounging on the bed watching The Bachelor Pad. I ended up not getting much sleep because the cramping had begun, but was able to rest and think about how unknown all this was to me. Michael so sweetly slept in a less than comfy reclining chair next to me all night.

Right at 7am on Tuesday our new day shift nurse, Renee, came in and began preparations for the induction. We loved her. She was just the type of nurse I had prayed for and really seemed to care about me and the baby. Peace once again settled over me in this unfamiliar place. Not more than 15 minutes later, Dr. Wolf walked in, hugged me and then did an internal exam. She determined that my cervix was now open and was at 1cm dilated. The medicine did its job perfectly! While Dr. Wolf was checking me, she secretly broke my water. I had no idea that’s what she was doing until she said “There we go!” and I certainly felt it afterwards. No pain, no discomfort just a new experience. So blessed. Renee started me on the pitocin and contractions began within the next 10 minutes. About every 15-20 minutes Renee would up the dose of pitocin and I would notice the contractions get a little stronger. I labored this way for the next few hours. Around 10am, the contractions were pretty strong and only 1-2 minutes apart so I relied heavily on Michael to help me focus during the pain. When they were really bad, all I wanted was for him to rub my hand and fingers with a lot of pressure. I had a lot of pain in my back and lower abdomen so there was really no position that felt comfortable. Mid-morning, a family friend, youth leader and former Sunday school teacher of mine walks in to our room. Lynne has worked as a LD nurse for years and just happened to be mentoring on our floor that day! She was such a great resource and source of comfort. As the contractions got to be very painful around 12noon, Lynne popped back in I was able to express some concerns to her and get advice. I told her that I was concerned about getting an epidural too soon and that it might slow down my labor/contractions. She and Renee confidently told me that there is no possible way that would happen because I was on pitocin and that would always keep my labor progressing. She recommended that when I begin to experience pain in a way that I knew I couldn’t take it to another level, then it was time to ask for the epidural. My mom had come to see us in the room during the 12 o’clock hour which helped to pass the most painful time. By 1pm, I had taken Lynne’s advice and told Renee that I would like the epidural very soon. Again, the Lord’s blessing was upon us because it took no more than 15 minutes from the time I asked for it to the time that the anesthesiologist walked into my room. No excessive wait time! She was a beautiful and brilliant doctor who also gave me great peace about the medicine. Michael and Renee held me through the epidural and it actually wasn’t that bad. And the best part was that within 15 minutes I was no longer feeling the pain of the contractions! Our room was calm, peaceful and I was able to rest and take a nap. The epidural was incredible and I am forever grateful for it.

Renee checked me at 3pm and determined I was about 4 or 5 cm. I was a little discouraged and Michael guessed that we’d probably be having this baby close to 8 or 9pm. Dr. Wolf planned to come back in around 5 after she finished up at her office so I just waited until then to see what she would say. Right before 5pm, I began to feel an unusual pressure and thought of the women who said that they could feel when their baby’s head was ready to come out. I asked Michael to go get Renee but as he did, in walks Dr. Wolf who quickly checks me and says, “Wow, you’re at 9.5 cm. It’s time to push!” Michael got really excited and so did I, just in a more subdued way. I still could not believe that I was in labor. I couldn’t believe that it was time to push. There was no mad rushing about, just Dr. Wolf and Renee quietly and happily preparing for what was about to happen. Michael held my hand and we waited for instructions. Lynne came back in and taught me how to push and coached Michael on his role in all of this – to hold one of my legs and support my head. I began pushing and all in all it was 1 hour and 15 minutes of pushing. As crazy as it sounds, it was peaceful. In between contractions (which were about 30 secs – 1 min apart) we talked and joked a little. I could still smile and make conversation. Dr. Wolf sat on the side of my bed and coached me through each push while Renee counted to 10. There was no pain, just the natural pressure of what was happening. I clearly remember that hour of pushing. I remember the thoughts I had, the little conversations, the smiles and affirmation from my husband, doctor and nurse, and the building excitement of what was coming. Dr. Wolf did eventually bring in a mirror, which I was highly opposed to, but like everything else she told me she was completely right in that it would help me focus and use the right muscles. Whatever – I got over it and it ended up being great. As the end was in sight I began to watch my doctor’s face instead because her smiles got bigger and I knew that our baby was about to be born. At 6:34pm Carmen Isabelle was born and all the pushing, all the puffiness, all the exhaustion became worth it!

We continued to have amazing nurses who made us feel very cared for, we never felt rushed or as if we were just another number, and we got to spend so much time just holding our little baby. Overall the hospital was fantastic, my doctor was the best, and my labor and delivery was pretty flawless. I couldn’t feel more thankful. The Lord was blessing us in every little way. Now, I’m going to go hold my little baby…

Our Baby

Carmen Isabelle Daubert arrived at 6:34pm on Tuesday, September 6, 2011

7 lbs 13 oz

21 inches long

She is healthy, happy and incredibly beautiful.

The Lord is so good to us.

She loves to be held and cuddled.

She found her thumb in the first couple hours after birth.

Most people say she looks just like her momma. I see it too, but I do think there's some Michael in her.

She has a beautiful complexion and skin tone.

She is very "handsy." She's always moving them and touching her face - which isn't so fun at nighttime.

She looks really cute in pink.

She's the best thing in the world! We are so so in love.

September It Is

We made it to September with no birth day so a September baby she will be! If I could choose a date, I'd pick from the 1st, 2nd, 5th, 6th, or 7th. No particular reason, just because. Although I think my favorite would be September 2nd - but babies don't listen to you yet, right?

I had a great time at the doctor's office on Tuesday. In a nutshell, they called me when I was nearly there to tell me to turn around because Dr. had to do an emergency c-section. I said Ok, then cried and cried and called back asking if I could come in to have a nurse look at me and answer some questions I've had. They let me! They did some tests that produced fabulous news that she was moving perfectly. I had the office and nurses all to myself that day so we chatted and then the Dr. comes back and wants to look at me!!! Best visit ever. Since all the appointments had been cancelled, she had so much time on her hands and took me into the sono room to check out the baby. I thought that I was going to get to see her face this time so I was shaking. But true to form, she had her entire arm sticking straight across her face. It remains a mystery until birth. All her other body parts looked so stinkin' cute though! I can't wait to see her! Dr. measured the fluid and there was tons of it. Had it been low, they would have induced me this week. I may have hoped for low fluids in that minute. But instead the number was well over the safe amount. Everything about Little Bit is just right. Great appointment, I have this weird excitement and love for my visits. That was not a nutshell story at all.....sorry.

Stay tuned for updates! Haven't figured out how to update the blog from our phones yet, but we'll try and post about her as soon as we get a chance!