It was the longest I have been without Lexi since she was born and it was hard for both my heart and my boobies. We were running late trying to get our grocery shopping in before I left for class so I did not have time to feed her or pump. Thank god our professor let us out almost an hour and a half early because just as he was starting to wrap things up I felt the oh so familiar feeling of my milk letting down. Luckily I had on pads, a black shirt, and a hoodie, so nobody was able to see.
It brought back some not so fond memories of when I was in undergrad finishing up my degree and Tyler was a newborn. I never found a good place to pump that I felt comfortable enough on campus so I would try to make it through all my classes without it. I remember numerous times sitting in my 7:20-10:00 class leaking through all the layers I had and crossing my arms over my chest so people wouldn't notice as much. Oh to be 21 and a brand new mom trying to finish my degree - Fun Times!!!!
And just because posts with pictures are more fun here's one totally not related but fun nonetheless. Its from when Ciara's family was visiting. There was quite the discussion (in Spanish so I didn't get all of it) about whether Lexi should be allowed in the picture (i don't think her relatives from Panama know about us and they wanted a family picture) so they compromised and did half with her and half without.






the night trying to get the contractions to "do something" with no luck. We went over to my parents house around 8:30 to have dessert, play dominoes, and hang out with Ty who was going to stay with them until our little one came. I started having the same type of contractions not too painful but fairly consistently about 5-7 minutes apart. When we got home we decided to try to go to sleep because we were both exhausted after the night before and didn't have the energy to walk and time, especially if nothing was going to happen.
I was still having contractions and that they were getting more painful. At 2 am the contractions woke me up and I was definitely not able to walk and talk through them. I tried to get through them for a while on my own (ciara was EXHAUSTED so I thought I’d let her sleep). The contractions were about three minutes apart and lasting only about 30 seconds. I tried breathing through them and taking a bath. After an hour we called the advice line and they said they were shorter than they would like but closer together....so she paged the doctor. She called back and said the doctor wanted us to go in so he could check my cervix. I was just starting to figure out how to get through the contractions and was thinking it might be nice to labor at home for a little while longer...but we decided we would go ahead and go in since it is a thirty minute drive.
By the time I got there I was having a lot of trouble breathing through the contractions and they felt like they were getting closer together. All I could think about was getting my epidural and I was hoping I was close to 4cm so they would admit me and let me get one. We went through the check in procedures which went very quickly since we had been there the night before (which actually was nice because I certainly could not have answered all of those questions). Before the nurse went to get the doctor to check me Ciara asked if she thought I would be staying. She looked at the print out and said she was pretty sure I would be admitted but that we would see. The doctor came very quickly (the last time we waited an hour and the doctor just sent the nurse instead). When he checked he said i was EIGHT centimeters and that he could stretch me to nine!!!!!









