Tuesday, March 8, 2011

Baby Story

Remy and I were looking through "books" today (our family photo albums). I started to reminisce about the day Remy was born. If you don't want to hear about that, quit reading now. I decided I should record my memories about his birth on this here blog, because I have a horrible memory! If I don't, then in a few years I'll be like my mom. She gave me no advice when Remy was born. Diapers, huh? Burping, I don't remember doing that? Love you, mom!

Oh, and it seems being pregnant and giving birth was the easiest thing ever for my mom. She went in for a scheduled inducement, they broke her water, she had zero drugs, no pain and I was born in like 5 minutes. Yeah, and she still had her make-up on. Not cool mom, not cool. I thought for sure she'd pass on these genes of awesomeness to her lovely daughter, but not so much. More on that later.

Wednesday, June 10th 2009 Cody and I went in for a doctors appointment. I was told by Dr Burk that I was dilated some and had started to efface. Yeah, I don't remember how much. He said the baby might come soon...or not. He was no help. Of course with my need to plan, this drove me crazy. I went ahead and decided not to go back to work the next day, hoping Remy would come by the week-end and I wouldn't have eaten up much of my precious maternity leave.

That evening I decided to stay up late and watch a movie, because I was going to get to sleep in the next morning, right? It was around 9:40 pm and I was watching "He's Just Not That Into You." I swear I felt a "pop" sensation, stood up and water started running down my leg. My water had broke! Cody was out with the youth group kids at Braum's. I called him, and he rushed home along with Hannah. I changed my pantalones and grabbed my bag (which of course was already packed). My contractions started strong and were already 5 minute apart. I thought "OK, this is going to happen FAST, just like my mama." By the time I got to the hospital my contractions were every 3-4 minutes. The nurse checked me in the triage room and said I was dilated to a 2 and my water bag was still intact. SAY WHAT? I knew my water had broken! She asked me on a level of 1-10 what level of pain I was in, and I said 9! She probably was trying to hold back the laughter and thought "oh honey, you have no idea." By the grace of God they went ahead and admitted me.

By then, Cody's entire family and my mom were there. Allison and Dad had decided to wait until morning to drive in. Good thing. By the time I got in the room my contractions were every 1-2 minutes. ONE TO TWO MINUTES! I finally got some glorious drugs, and then the nurse checked me. I was still dilated to a 2. WHAT THE HEY? Also, the doctor came in shortly after and explained that I had 2 water bags. The "fake" water bag was the one that had broken. Who even knew that was possible? He broke my "real" water, hoping that would speed things up. But, my contractions started slowing way down. I'd have 1 strong contraction followed by 2 weak ones. The nurses were baffled by the weirdness of my contractions.

Even though I wasn't in pain after I got the epidural, I think I was in shock. I just lied there, still as could be. I didn't want the tv or any music on. So, my poor husband and mom just had to sit there in a dark, quiet and FREEZING room. 18 hours I was in labor. 18! I started to push at about 14 hours, but Remy's heart rate started to drop when I pushed, so they told me to stop. I then waited another 3 hours while they monitored the baby's heart. They had me prepped and scheduled for a c-section. I did NOT want a c-section...especially after being in labor for that long. So, finally at around 2:30 pm I started to push again. They told me it might take up to an hour to push. I thought, "It is NOT going to take me an hour." Yeah, it took an hour. But they only wanted me to push every other contraction.

I found out later that while I was pushing, my mom and Cody's mom had their ears pressed to the outside door, waiting to hear that baby cry. They wondered what on earth was taking me so long (as they both apparently pushed once and instantly a baby was born. I may be exaggerating a bit, but that's how it seems). After they finally heard Remy cry, they heard a nurse say "15." She said "15:40" as in "3:40" military time. For an instant they thought Remy was 15 lbs! My mom thought "my grandbaby is going to be on the 6:00 news."

Finally, at 3:40 pm our sweet little muffin, Remy Michael Swearengin was born. He was perfect, and worth the wait! Oh, and he weighed 8 lbs 10 oz...not 15!

Sunday, March 6, 2011

Waiting


I'm really weird when it comes to planning. I tend to plan things way into the future. I'm the one who buys someone's birthday card 6 months in advance (and then forgets to give it on the persons ACTUAL birthday, oops). I like to have a 2 year calender. Sometimes my planning is irrational, because I don't have enough information to actually plan it. I'd like to know how much money we're going to get back on our taxes...for next year. Remy better start picking out colleges in Middle School, because I will NEED to know. It's kind of ridiculous. My husband doesn't have the desire to start planning our 50th wedding anniversary as I do, so this trait of mine kind of drives him crazy sometimes. He's very even-tempered, practical and logical. He won't make a decision until he has all of the information in front of him (preferrably in a spreadsheet or PowerPoint presentation). With that said, I believe God has placed this weird thing in me for a reason. If anything, it's for me to learn to wait on Him. Ugh, that's so annoying...I mean, come on God, get with it. I'm ready to go somewhere or do something or change somehow. Doesn't that sound like the spiritual thing to do? Um, no...he wants me to Wait. He doesn't want me to go anywhere (except over to my neighbor's house). He doesn't want me to change jobs or sell our house or have another baby (yet). I really feel like God is telling me wait on Him, at least for now. But, he is telling me to wait in HOPE and FAITH and LOVE. I mean, POG got it right. (90's Christian music reference).

So, here are some verses that have really been ministering to me lately.


"Delight yourself in the Lord, and He will give you the desires of your heart." Psalms 37:4

"Consider it pure joy whenever you face trials of many kinds, because you know that the testing of your faith develops perseverance. Perseverance must continue its works so that you might me mature, not lacking anything." James 1:2-4

"In his heart a man plans his course, but the Lord directs his steps." Proverbs 16:9

"Wait for the Lord; be strong and take heart and wait for the Lord." Psalms 27:4

"I have told you these things so that you may have peace. In this world, you will have trouble. But take heart! I have overcome the world!" John 16:33

"And may you have the power, together with all the saints, to grasp how wide and long and deep is the love of Christ." Ephesians 3:18

"May the God of hope fill you with all joy and peace as you trust in Him; so that you may overflow with hope by the power of the Holy Spirit." Romans 15:13

"For I know the plans I have for you, declares the Lord, plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future." Jeremiah 29:11

"Now faith is being sure of what you hope for and certain of what we do not see." Hebrews 11:1

Defintion of Hope: To desire with expectation of obtainment

So, I can either wait and be miserable, or I can wait and EXPECT that God will give me the desires of my heart through his AMAZING LOVE.