So this post is mostly for me because this blog is also my journal/scrapbook but anyone is welcome to read it. :) It will most likely be pretty long.
So sweet little cienna's birth started at 33 weeks. . . Aug, 13th, this is when I went into a false labor for the first time. I had consistant smaller contractions all of sat and bigger ones through sat night. I told myself that if they continued through Sunday we would go to the hospital, well they ended on sun evening, so we didn't go. I had a doctors apt the next day, told him what happened, he was surprised and said I should have gone to the hospital. He also was concerned and warned me that another episode like this could and most likely would happen again in the near future, but we would hope that it wouldn't. Well he was right. The next week, on our way home from our trip to Las Vegas I started having consistent contractions again. ( I know what you're thinking. . I shouldn't have gone to Las Vegas. But I didn't do anything strenuous. Jace and I stayed at the hotel the whole time, except for when we went out to eat, but maybe I still shouldn't have gone, who knows) We arrived home and the contractions continued through the night, so early the next morning, Aug 24th, we went to the hospital. They gave me a shot to stop the contractions, but the contractions did not stop, so the doctor on call decided to keep me until they could get the contractions under control. They then gave me another shot, which didn't help and finally some medication started to help but they still watched me through the night, cause they wanted the contractions to subside before they sent me home. So I was able to go home the next morning on bed rest, and taking the medication they gave me. My lovely sister and mom came to help during this time. Through out the next 2 weeks I went to the hospital 4 or 5 more times to have the contractions stopped. I had a ton of different shots, medication doses bumped up and changed from scary side affects I was having. The Sunday before she was born they even gave me Morphine. HORRIBLE stuff! I was so sick and out of it for like 24 hours. Of course though, the contractions started up again. By this time too, I was having quite of bit of soreness where my incision was, and they were concerned about thin uterus. So after all the different treatments and doctors I saw while coming and going to the hospital. . . My doctor finally decided to deliver her on Tues Sept 6th, at 36 weeks and 2 days. She was delivered by C-section at 12:30 Pm. Weighing, 6 lbs 9 Ounces, 20 inches long. She was beautiful! With lots of dark hair. And of course I couldn't hold back the tears once I saw her. She was healthy and strong. The only thing that was not okay, was that she wasn't sucking/eating so they had to keep her in the hospital until she could do all that on her own. I was discharged that Sat, but had a room rented out to me so I could nurse her when she wanted to nurse. I would also travel back and forth with my sister, to go see Jace, who my mom was taking care of. And Joe at this time was at a PA school interview in New Mexico, so it was definitely crazy times. But in the end it was all worth it, to bring home our little girl that following Monday and she has done great with eating since she has been home. :) So that's Miss Cienna's birth story. We love you Cienna! We are so glad you are part of our family now. And that you made it to us safe and sound :)
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