After spending December 18th stuck on the couch nine months pregnant, sneezing, coughing, and aching all over I decided that since I had been not able to sleep well the night before I was entitled to take a sleeping pill. So at 8:00 I popped one in my mouth and fell asleep watching Tool Time with Grant.
After we somehow made it to bed around 10:00 and I was soundly sleeping through my cold Grant woke me asking me why I was wet. I had slept through my water breaking.
When I realized what had happened my first thought was: is there any way I can just lay back down and sleep for another quick twenty minutes?
Is this really happening? Is this really happening now before Christmas? Two weeks before her due date? Am I going to have a baby tonight?
These were the other questions that started racing through my head.
We quickly packed our bag and Freddie’s bag (all signs of how unprepared we were), dropped off our happy toddler with a friend and drove into the night to the hospital.
I was not having contractions so we didn’t feel stressed or rushed, though Grant still took the excuse to drive fast.
Contractions started at the hospital when they put the iv in me with Pitocin to speed them up so it wouldn’t last longer than the night.
I watched Grant sleep on the couch while I suffered through contractions and wished more than anything that I could just relax and sleep. Then I asked for an epidural.
It kicked in around five in the morning and an hour and a half later we had our tiny, tiny little girl crying in my arms!
I was so tired and just wanted to sleep. It was hard fighting that sleeping pill, but the contractions had helped.
We admired our small bundle, ordered breakfast, and finally relaxed enough to take short little naps in between feedings and pokes and all the things that happen during hospital stay.
We had to stay two days and missed Freddie very much, but it was nice to bond with our nameless baby…who remained nameless until right before we left and we had to fill out the paperwork.
And there was Edith Mabel Horrocks.
Edith is my grandma and great-grandma’s name, so it was special to me to name her after them. Especially with how much influence and love my grandma gave me and everyone around her during her life.
Mabel is a very cute name that came from Grant’s side of the family. His dad’s great grandma. We like family names.
She was so small she barely fit into our carseat when we finally drove home.
Freddie was very happy to see us and thought the “baby” was fun. He now says her name and points to her when we ask who his sister is.
We are a little growing Horrocks family!
In the Hospital After spending December 18th stuck on the couch nine months pregnant, sneezing, coughing, and aching all over I decided that since I had been not able to sleep well the night before I was entitled to take a sleeping pill.
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