Happy Valentine’s Day. We are feeling lots of love today, now that we are home from the hospital (four days we’ve been gone).
It is always easiest for me to tell stories from the beginning so here is the abbreviated version with highlights.
Friday night I went to sleep as normal but woke up out of sleep before midnight with aches and pains.
After midnight I asked Joe to start timing these “contractions” and see if there was a pattern. My closest description was it felt like someone tightening a belt around my abdomen and it was uncomfortable. Of course they were coming ten minutes apart so I tried to go back to sleep.
They soon became five minutes apart and then I had Joe call his sister. She showed up within a half hour and we left for the hospital.
We got to the hospital around 4 am where I labored more.
As has happened in my two previous pregnancies, no dialation meant we prepared for surgery. Which Joe is always giddy about because this means baby comes really soon and I get super sad, because it means crazy cutting and medicine and all that scary stuff.
I am going to spare you all the details of the complications that occured this third time around and get to the best, most worth it part.
Olivine Clare Sullivan
arriving at 8:04 am on Saturday Feb. 11, 2012 at 6 lbs. 8 oz. (my smallest baby yet), nine days early.
Joe met me in recovery with the baby.
The boys got to meet her that afternoon and we had a birthday party for her.
We spent Sunday, Monday, and part of today…sleeping, eating, sending photos and emails. Mostly resting for our arrival home.
Travel was smooth and we made home in time for dinner.
As I write this, Olivine is sleeping snug in her bed and I am off to join her.
Thank you for your prayers. We are all safe and at home now…we hope you will visit in the next few weeks.