Paps and Ainsley
Great Grandma and Ainsley
Papaw and Ainsley
Mimaw and Ainsley
Aunt Jenn Jenn
Look at my pretty bow
Friday, June 27, 2008
More Pictures
Paps and Ainsley Wednesday, June 25, 2008
Hospital pictures
They took some pictures at the hospital. To see them go to our365.com, the password is ainsley.
I will post more pictures soon. All the pictures of my parents and family are on someone else's camera so I don't have the pictures yet. I will post them as soon as I get them. Here are a few more pictures.
Cousins!!
Boston checking out his new baby cousin, too cute!!
Daddy and Ainsley napping together
I will post more pictures soon. All the pictures of my parents and family are on someone else's camera so I don't have the pictures yet. I will post them as soon as I get them. Here are a few more pictures.
Cousins!!
Boston checking out his new baby cousin, too cute!!
Daddy and Ainsley napping togetherPictures
Mommy and Ainsley(A very tired mommy)
Grandpa and Ainsley
Grandpa and Ainsley
Grandma and Grandpa Houlihan
The Happy Family
Her first few moments
She's HERE!!!
Ainsley is HERE!! We are so excited to announce her arrival. She was born Sunday June 22nd at 7:57 am. She weighed in at 8lbs and 6 oz and 20 1/4 inches long. She has a full head of thick dark hair (she definitely didn't get that from me). God has blessed us with a beautiful baby girl and we are thrilled.
WARNING!! This is a very long post.
Friday June 20, 2008
Friday we had a doctors appt to make sure everything was still ok and to talk about our induction that was scheduled for monday. When we went in the doctor checked my cervix and said that I was 3-4cm dilated. She stripped my membranes again to see if she could get something started. She also did an ultrasound to make sure that the fluid level was still ok. She told us that she was on call all weekend so if we came in that she would be there. She also said that if I started having contractions 7 mins or less apart to go ahead and head to the hospital. We went home and Patrick went back to work. I called my mom the let her know what the doctor had said and she decided that she would go ahead and come down that night. I started having some pretty regular contractions at about 10:30. I started timing them and they were about 3-4 mins apart. I told Patrick that we might be going to the hospital so he hurried to get a couple of things done first. My mom, sister and Boston showed up a little after 11pm and I sat and talked to them for a little bit. I decided that we needed to go ahead and go to the hospital so we packed everything in the car and headed up there. When we got there they checked my cervix and said that I was a full 4cm dilated. They wanted me to walk around for an hour to she if I made any change and if my contractions would get stronger. After a very long hour they checked me again said that I was about a 4.5 -5cm. The nurse went to call the doctor to find out if she wanted me to stay or go home. They nurse came back and told us that the doctor was going to send us home. I was beyond mad. I was in pain and now I was going to have to go back home. They nurse gave me some ambien and we went home again. We got home about 3:30 and went to bed. I felt so bad for Patrick because he had to be at work at 7:30. He went to work and a stayed in bed for a while.
Saturday June 21, 2008
Patrick was gone to work and I was resting while my sister and mom were getting ready for the rest of my family to arrive on Sunday. I spent most of the day just taking it easy and trying to relax. My mom and sister went to run some errands. Patrick came home and he started in on a little project that I asked him to do. This little project turned into a big project. We decided that it was getting late so we would just order some pizza for dinner. Patrick and I went to pick up the pizza and then came back and had a very late dinner. It was after 9pm by the time we ate. Everyone was pretty tired so we started getting ready for bed. Patrick and I finally got in bed at around midnight. We were laying in bed and Patrick looked at me and said "we're not going to have a baby tonight, are we?" I had been having some contractions but I didn't think to much about them so I told him "no". About 30-45 mins later, just as I was getting to sleep, I felt a strange sensation. I thought it might be my water breaking but I wasn't totally sure. I moved a little and then I realized that it was my water and it was about to go everywhere. I immediately woke Patrick up to get some towels before I got the bed all wet. We actually did really good and only ended up getting a tiny wet spot on the bed. Patrick was a little disappointed that he wasn't going to get to sleep, but he was excited that we were going to have our baby. He helped me up and we started getting ready to go to the hospital. I went and woke up my mom and told here that "we were going to have a baby". Her immediate response was "what, why". I kinda laughed and said, "my water broke and we are going to the hospital". My mom said that she was going to get up and take a shower and she would be there soon. Patrick put everything in the car again and we headed to the hospital.
Sunday June 22, 2008
On the way to the hospital I started having some pretty strong contractions. I told Patrick to hurry because I was ready for the epidural. We got to the hospital and as we had done so many times before, we went to the desk, but this time we knew that they couldn't send us home. I told them that my water broke, and they asked me to have a seat and that someone would be with me shortly. A few minutes later a nurse came and got us. She asked why we were there and I told her that my water broke. She said "how sure are you that your water broke?" I looked at her and said "I'm positive". She asked if it was a big gush, and I told her yes. She decided that instead of going to a triage room that it would just be easier to do a little test to see if it really had broken. She told me to wait there and she went down the hall to get a little strip of paper that test for amniotic fluid. Basically you just put a little of the fluid on the paper and it turns blue if its amniotic fluid. She sent me in the bath room and a few seconds later I came back with a little Blue piece of paper. She said, "ok, lets go ahead and get you in a room". Finally, we were staying at the hospital and we knew that we were finally going to have our baby girl. We got in a room and they hooked me up to the monitors. By this time, my contractions were getting pretty strong and I was in quite a bit of pain. They told me that I couldn't have an epidural until I had lab work done and i had to go through a entire bag of IV fluids. I was very anxious for some relief so I was ready to get all that done quickly. The nurse checked my cervix and I was at 6 cm. They were definitely rushing around trying to get everything ready. They came and drew my blood and hooked up my IV. They also started me on the very important antibiotics that i needed because I am GBS positive. They also noticed that the fluid had some meconium in it, which basically means that the baby had a bowel movement already. This isn't that uncommon for a baby that it a week over due. There are a few extra precautions that have to be taken when the baby is born to make sure that she doesn't breathe in the meconium. Luckily for me, my interest in medicine has given me the knowledge to know about all these kinds of things so I wasn't too worried about it. I was getting a little concerned that I might progress to fast and then I wouldn't be able to get my epidural. My contractions were getting really really strong and I was in a lot of pain. I was trying my best to breathe through them, but that is really difficult. I was almost finished with my IV fluids so we were waiting on my labs. Finally my labs came back and hen we were just waiting for the Anesthesiologist to finish up with another patient. They asked if I wanted some pain medicine while I was waiting for the epidural. Of course, I said yes and they brought me some Nubain. The nurse said that I would feel it in my head first. She was right. I felt kinda dizzy. It didn't really take away the pain it just made me feel kinda loopy, so I didn't notice the contractions as much. I was worried about trying to be completely still if I had a contraction while I was getting my epidural. Especially since the room was spinning from the Nubain. They sat me up on the side on the bed because they thought the Anesthesiologist was about to walk in, but it still took about another 10 mins. Trying to breathe through the contractions while I was sitting up was pretty difficult. The nurses were telling me that I was doing a good job of breathing through them. Finally the Dr. came in to give me the epidural. The nurses had told my mom and Patrick that they would have to leave while I got the epidural, but the Dr. was really cool and said they could stay. He told me to round my back out as much as i could, but considering the size of my belly that was much easier said than done. He numbed my back and told me that I would feel some pressure and maybe some scraping of the needle on my bones. Apparently he didn't get it the first time and had to try again. I could feel the scraping on my bones which was really strange. I started having a contraction and tried to breathe and hold still. Finally he was done and said that I could relax. I laid back down and in about 15 minutes I was feeling much better. After 3 hours of strong contractions I can't imagine why anyone would want to do that without an epidural. The nurse did my catheter before I was completely numb so that wasn't too fun. The nurse said that she would wait a little while before she checked me again, so then we were just sitting and waiting. Justin and Rachel showed up just a little bit later so we all just talked for a bit. My mom left to go pick up Jenn and Boston. While she was gone the nurse came in and checked me and said that we were at 8 cm. My doctor said that if I was still in labor at 6am that they were going to start me on some pitocin. I called my mom to let her know that we were getting close so she might want to hurry. At 6am, they came in and started the pitocin and then I started to feel that Pressure that everyone talks about. Its not pain, just overwhelming pressure that makes you feel like you need to go to the bathroom really bad. My mom got back with my sister and Boston and I talked to them for a little bit. Then finally it got to the point that the pressure was becoming painful so the nurse came in and checked me again. She said that I was complete so we were going to get ready to push. They called my doctor who was on her way and they started setting the room up for delivery. Everyone, except for Patrick, went down to the waiting room to await Ainsley's arrival. They nurse set everything up and she started having me push. Pushing is actually quite hard when you can't feel anything. I wasn't pushing for very long, when she said "ok, we need to wait or I'm going to delivery this baby". Luckily, moments later, my doctor came in. She started getting ready, putting her gloves on and such, when the nurse told me to go ahead and push. The doctor looked up and said "Stop, or your going to have this baby before I ready to catch". Once she was ready, I pushed once and out came the baby, they whole baby. I never had such an overwhelming sense of relief. Its just immediate. They put her up on my belly for just a second, only long enough for Patrick to cut her cord, and then they took her over to the warmer to suction her lungs. Since there had been some meconium in the fluid that had a neonatal team there to attend to her and make sure she was ok. She was perfect. She had come out screaming and very pink. She also has this crazy thick dark hair. She definitely didn't get that from me. It was so amazing and I know that I could never truly describe how I felt. Its like you a instantly in love. Patrick had stayed with me and I told him to go over and see her. He was still worried about me so he didn't want to leave me. I did have a little tear (2nd degree), so the doctor was sewing me up. After they cleaned her up they brought her back to me so she could try to nurse. I knew that everyone outside was anxious to come in and see her, so after about 45 mins I told them they could come in. Everyone was amazed by her hair. Thats pretty much the whole story. I know it was really long, but I thought that some people might like to know the whole detailed story. There's a few other things that I want to talk about but I will leave that to another post.
WARNING!! This is a very long post.
Friday June 20, 2008
Friday we had a doctors appt to make sure everything was still ok and to talk about our induction that was scheduled for monday. When we went in the doctor checked my cervix and said that I was 3-4cm dilated. She stripped my membranes again to see if she could get something started. She also did an ultrasound to make sure that the fluid level was still ok. She told us that she was on call all weekend so if we came in that she would be there. She also said that if I started having contractions 7 mins or less apart to go ahead and head to the hospital. We went home and Patrick went back to work. I called my mom the let her know what the doctor had said and she decided that she would go ahead and come down that night. I started having some pretty regular contractions at about 10:30. I started timing them and they were about 3-4 mins apart. I told Patrick that we might be going to the hospital so he hurried to get a couple of things done first. My mom, sister and Boston showed up a little after 11pm and I sat and talked to them for a little bit. I decided that we needed to go ahead and go to the hospital so we packed everything in the car and headed up there. When we got there they checked my cervix and said that I was a full 4cm dilated. They wanted me to walk around for an hour to she if I made any change and if my contractions would get stronger. After a very long hour they checked me again said that I was about a 4.5 -5cm. The nurse went to call the doctor to find out if she wanted me to stay or go home. They nurse came back and told us that the doctor was going to send us home. I was beyond mad. I was in pain and now I was going to have to go back home. They nurse gave me some ambien and we went home again. We got home about 3:30 and went to bed. I felt so bad for Patrick because he had to be at work at 7:30. He went to work and a stayed in bed for a while.
Saturday June 21, 2008
Patrick was gone to work and I was resting while my sister and mom were getting ready for the rest of my family to arrive on Sunday. I spent most of the day just taking it easy and trying to relax. My mom and sister went to run some errands. Patrick came home and he started in on a little project that I asked him to do. This little project turned into a big project. We decided that it was getting late so we would just order some pizza for dinner. Patrick and I went to pick up the pizza and then came back and had a very late dinner. It was after 9pm by the time we ate. Everyone was pretty tired so we started getting ready for bed. Patrick and I finally got in bed at around midnight. We were laying in bed and Patrick looked at me and said "we're not going to have a baby tonight, are we?" I had been having some contractions but I didn't think to much about them so I told him "no". About 30-45 mins later, just as I was getting to sleep, I felt a strange sensation. I thought it might be my water breaking but I wasn't totally sure. I moved a little and then I realized that it was my water and it was about to go everywhere. I immediately woke Patrick up to get some towels before I got the bed all wet. We actually did really good and only ended up getting a tiny wet spot on the bed. Patrick was a little disappointed that he wasn't going to get to sleep, but he was excited that we were going to have our baby. He helped me up and we started getting ready to go to the hospital. I went and woke up my mom and told here that "we were going to have a baby". Her immediate response was "what, why". I kinda laughed and said, "my water broke and we are going to the hospital". My mom said that she was going to get up and take a shower and she would be there soon. Patrick put everything in the car again and we headed to the hospital.
Sunday June 22, 2008
On the way to the hospital I started having some pretty strong contractions. I told Patrick to hurry because I was ready for the epidural. We got to the hospital and as we had done so many times before, we went to the desk, but this time we knew that they couldn't send us home. I told them that my water broke, and they asked me to have a seat and that someone would be with me shortly. A few minutes later a nurse came and got us. She asked why we were there and I told her that my water broke. She said "how sure are you that your water broke?" I looked at her and said "I'm positive". She asked if it was a big gush, and I told her yes. She decided that instead of going to a triage room that it would just be easier to do a little test to see if it really had broken. She told me to wait there and she went down the hall to get a little strip of paper that test for amniotic fluid. Basically you just put a little of the fluid on the paper and it turns blue if its amniotic fluid. She sent me in the bath room and a few seconds later I came back with a little Blue piece of paper. She said, "ok, lets go ahead and get you in a room". Finally, we were staying at the hospital and we knew that we were finally going to have our baby girl. We got in a room and they hooked me up to the monitors. By this time, my contractions were getting pretty strong and I was in quite a bit of pain. They told me that I couldn't have an epidural until I had lab work done and i had to go through a entire bag of IV fluids. I was very anxious for some relief so I was ready to get all that done quickly. The nurse checked my cervix and I was at 6 cm. They were definitely rushing around trying to get everything ready. They came and drew my blood and hooked up my IV. They also started me on the very important antibiotics that i needed because I am GBS positive. They also noticed that the fluid had some meconium in it, which basically means that the baby had a bowel movement already. This isn't that uncommon for a baby that it a week over due. There are a few extra precautions that have to be taken when the baby is born to make sure that she doesn't breathe in the meconium. Luckily for me, my interest in medicine has given me the knowledge to know about all these kinds of things so I wasn't too worried about it. I was getting a little concerned that I might progress to fast and then I wouldn't be able to get my epidural. My contractions were getting really really strong and I was in a lot of pain. I was trying my best to breathe through them, but that is really difficult. I was almost finished with my IV fluids so we were waiting on my labs. Finally my labs came back and hen we were just waiting for the Anesthesiologist to finish up with another patient. They asked if I wanted some pain medicine while I was waiting for the epidural. Of course, I said yes and they brought me some Nubain. The nurse said that I would feel it in my head first. She was right. I felt kinda dizzy. It didn't really take away the pain it just made me feel kinda loopy, so I didn't notice the contractions as much. I was worried about trying to be completely still if I had a contraction while I was getting my epidural. Especially since the room was spinning from the Nubain. They sat me up on the side on the bed because they thought the Anesthesiologist was about to walk in, but it still took about another 10 mins. Trying to breathe through the contractions while I was sitting up was pretty difficult. The nurses were telling me that I was doing a good job of breathing through them. Finally the Dr. came in to give me the epidural. The nurses had told my mom and Patrick that they would have to leave while I got the epidural, but the Dr. was really cool and said they could stay. He told me to round my back out as much as i could, but considering the size of my belly that was much easier said than done. He numbed my back and told me that I would feel some pressure and maybe some scraping of the needle on my bones. Apparently he didn't get it the first time and had to try again. I could feel the scraping on my bones which was really strange. I started having a contraction and tried to breathe and hold still. Finally he was done and said that I could relax. I laid back down and in about 15 minutes I was feeling much better. After 3 hours of strong contractions I can't imagine why anyone would want to do that without an epidural. The nurse did my catheter before I was completely numb so that wasn't too fun. The nurse said that she would wait a little while before she checked me again, so then we were just sitting and waiting. Justin and Rachel showed up just a little bit later so we all just talked for a bit. My mom left to go pick up Jenn and Boston. While she was gone the nurse came in and checked me and said that we were at 8 cm. My doctor said that if I was still in labor at 6am that they were going to start me on some pitocin. I called my mom to let her know that we were getting close so she might want to hurry. At 6am, they came in and started the pitocin and then I started to feel that Pressure that everyone talks about. Its not pain, just overwhelming pressure that makes you feel like you need to go to the bathroom really bad. My mom got back with my sister and Boston and I talked to them for a little bit. Then finally it got to the point that the pressure was becoming painful so the nurse came in and checked me again. She said that I was complete so we were going to get ready to push. They called my doctor who was on her way and they started setting the room up for delivery. Everyone, except for Patrick, went down to the waiting room to await Ainsley's arrival. They nurse set everything up and she started having me push. Pushing is actually quite hard when you can't feel anything. I wasn't pushing for very long, when she said "ok, we need to wait or I'm going to delivery this baby". Luckily, moments later, my doctor came in. She started getting ready, putting her gloves on and such, when the nurse told me to go ahead and push. The doctor looked up and said "Stop, or your going to have this baby before I ready to catch". Once she was ready, I pushed once and out came the baby, they whole baby. I never had such an overwhelming sense of relief. Its just immediate. They put her up on my belly for just a second, only long enough for Patrick to cut her cord, and then they took her over to the warmer to suction her lungs. Since there had been some meconium in the fluid that had a neonatal team there to attend to her and make sure she was ok. She was perfect. She had come out screaming and very pink. She also has this crazy thick dark hair. She definitely didn't get that from me. It was so amazing and I know that I could never truly describe how I felt. Its like you a instantly in love. Patrick had stayed with me and I told him to go over and see her. He was still worried about me so he didn't want to leave me. I did have a little tear (2nd degree), so the doctor was sewing me up. After they cleaned her up they brought her back to me so she could try to nurse. I knew that everyone outside was anxious to come in and see her, so after about 45 mins I told them they could come in. Everyone was amazed by her hair. Thats pretty much the whole story. I know it was really long, but I thought that some people might like to know the whole detailed story. There's a few other things that I want to talk about but I will leave that to another post.
Friday, June 13, 2008
An upsetting day...
Well...we went to the Dr. this morning and it didn't go like I was hoping. Tomorrow is my due date, and last week the Dr. said that if I was still pregnant today that I we would schedule a date to induce my labor. I assumed that it would be scheduled for the beginning of next week, but I was wrong. The first thing she said to me was "how does a week from Monday sound?" I looked straight at her and said "Not good". Then I started crying, because I really thought that I was almost done, and as it turns out I have to wait another week. All week long the only thing that was keeping me sane was thinking that no matter what, in less than a week I would not be pregnant anymore. I pleaded with the Dr. so she called the hospital, but they said they were all full for next week. I really felt defeated. She checked me and said that I am now 2 cm dilated and she also stripped my membranes because sometimes that can help stimulate labor. We left there and I was feeling horrible. I guess I don't feel like my doctor really cared that I was so upset. Which really might make me think about switching doctors before we have anymore kids. I know that if I was still in Fort Worth and Dr. Howell was my doctor, that I would not still be pregnant. I'm hoping that I will go into labor on my own, because that seems to be the only way I am going to have this baby before June 23rd. I'm trying to keep my head up and remain positive, but its hard when you feel like crap 100% of the time. I do want to say that I appreciate everyone that has called to check on us, and I also want to apologize if I haven't answered the phone, but right now I just don't feel like talking to anyone, especially about still being pregnant. I just want to think about other things right now, like my birthday that is coming up next week. Please pray for me and the baby, that labor will come soon.
Monday, June 2, 2008
An uneventful weekend
Well...we made it through the weekend and still no baby yet. Saturday night we went back to the hospital because I thought I was leaking fluid again, but it turns out that I wasn't. Even though I felt silly going back to the hospital again, I knew that we had to get it checked out for the safety of the baby. I am Group B Strep positive, which is just a normal bacteria that some women have, but it could cause a serious infection in the baby. So its important for me to be on antibiotics as soon as I go into labor to prevent infection in the baby, that's why I am nervous about my water breaking and not knowing it, because once my water breaks there is no barrier between the baby and the outside world. The nurses told me that sometimes it can be very hard to tell if your water has broken or not, so that made me feel better, and they reassured me that I should definitely come back again if I thought I was leaking, and that I shouldn't feel silly about it. So it was just another practice run, but at least we when have to go for the real thing we will know exactly where to go and what to do. I feel sorry for Patrick, because I have definitely been more than a little cranky lately. I've just been very discouraged about the whole situation. I guess its probably because I know that if she doesn't decide to come before my due date, I have to wait another week before my doctor will induce me. Work has become almost unbearable because of the amount of discomfort I am in not to mention the fact that I can hardly sleep at all. I didn't go to work today, because I didn't sleep at all last night, and when I got out of bed this morning my hips hurt so bad that I couldn't walk normally. Everyone that I know that has had a baby recently has been induced before their due date. So I'm feeling a little bitter knowing that I will have to wait until I'm 41 weeks, before I will be induced. This is why I am trying every possible thing to get my labor started. Saturday when we were at the hospital I was 1 cm dilated and the nurse said she could feel the babies head. So she is right there just waiting to come out and I am more that ready for her to be here. I know that I am making it sound horrible, but to those that have been pregnant before, you understand where I am coming from. I am a pretty independent person, so the fact that Patrick has to help me do almost everything is seriously annoying, not to mention the fact that I can't do most things at work by myself either. I look forward to being able to get out of a chair or put my shoes on by myself almost as much as I'm looking forward to holding our little girl. I'm trying my hardest to be patient, but being uncomfortable constantly is really starting to get old. Especially when I start having contractions, so I get my hopes up, and then the contractions go away. That is really annoying. Tonight we are going for our tour of the hospital, maybe after that, Ainsley will decide that she is ready to come and meet her family. I will say that I am looking forward to my family being here, its been awhile since I have seen them and I'm missing them a lot. Its been about 2 months since I was last in Fort Worth, so it will be great to have everyone here to meet Ainsley.
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