OMG!!! I can’t believe my baby girl Delilah is here and made it safe into this world. She was born at 37 weeks on Easter Sunday and I have to say, I still find myself thinking this is all a dream- I am a mother now!
Lots of you have been asking me on Instagram to share my labor story so I’m here to get into all of the juicy details…
So the day before Easter, I was perfectly fine with my hair and makeup done ready to enjoy the day. That whole week Bryant and I kept saying how Delilah could be here at any moment which is something I was excited but nervous because I still had a couple of things to get ready before her arrival. So anyway, that Saturday Bryant and I went over to my parents house for a bbq, now you all know how much I love food! LOL
So we went to hang out, watch movies and spend time with my family and I had some bomb ass chicken straight off the grill with rice, salad and some horchata to go with it so I was basically in heaven! A couple of hours later we grilled some hot dogs which I have to mention, I HATE hot dogs but you know those weird pregnancy cravings make you eat and want things you would’ve said no to before but here I was eating two hot dogs, enjoying life! I had some ice cream afterwards and then I started feeling nauseous which again I have to mention, I didn’t vomit once throughout my pregnancy so this was definitely a weird sign (blame the hot dogs). By this time it was around 10 pm but I just remember having to go pee about every half hour or so and my stomach felt heavy and uncomfortable either standing or sitting down.
I told Bryant it was time to go home because I just wanted to be in my own bed resting, now by this time it was around 11 pm and I remember getting ready for bed but feeling a huge discomfort and the possibility of vomiting at any moment. I tried going to sleep and nothing was working and by midnight I just started vomiting like crazy!!!! Again, blame the hot dogs! LOL I felt so disgusted because I was so sure it had to be the hot dogs that gave me an upset stomach. I kept trying to go to bed and about every hour I would wake up and go straight to the bathroom to vomit some more, I know TMI!!
The vomiting lasted all night and I didn’t seem to get any better, it also doesn’t help that you can’t take any medicine when being pregnant so around 5 am, I threw up again and told Bryant to take me to the emergency room because I thought it was food poisoning. So here we go, on our way to the hospital- I’m grumpy AF from lack of sleep and just wanting to figure out what was wrong. We get there and right away they hook me onto the monitors to see if I’m contracting and how the baby is doing. So I was already having contractions ever 2-3 minutes which I didn’t really feel I think because I was so focused on vomiting that I didn’t feel any pain (it honestly just feels like period cramps, nothing to die over in my opinion) and as they were monitoring the baby, we were waiting for my doctor to come in and as soon as she came in she said the baby’s heart rate is dropping so we have to do an emergency c section RIGHT NOW!
Like HOLD UP, WHAT?????? I thought they were honestly going to send me back home and tell me that it was probably what I had to eat and that it would soon be over. Bryant and I looked at each other like “Damn, it’s happening now!!” So they rush me to another room to prep for surgery and I’m rushing Bryant to call my Mom, by this time it was around 6 am I believe. We go into the operating room and the last thing I remember is shaking because it was so cold inside and just praying that everything would be okay. I was completely out and next thing, I’m waking up and I hear my baby crying in the background and I look over and Bryant is there holding her and him just saying, “everything is okay, she’s a healthy baby.” My sweet Delilah was born April 21, 2019, a strong and healthy beautiful baby.
My original plan was to have a natural birth but things don’t always go as planned and I was completely okay with that as long as my baby came into this world safe. You have to go with the flow and being a mom in such a short amount of time, I’ve learned so much and I know I will continue to learn more each day and that’s the beauty of it all. I didn’t get the epidural so now I’m just home resting and trying to recover from the surgery.
I want to say THANK YOU to my friends and family for being there and showing so much support in my time of need. The amount of love that Delilah has been getting is so beautiful to see, she’s my baby girl and I love her so much.
To all my expecting mamas out there, go with the flow and things will happen how they’re supposed to. I can’t wait for this new journey ahead and it’s only the beginning.