Well, I blinked and somehow our little Adley Mae is already over a month old. Mama’s don’t joke when they say that it goes by fast. I’ve been taking this last month to soak in every sweet, little moment, figure out our new normal and live life at a much slower, but sweeter, pace.
Now don’t get me wrong — pregnancy is hard, giving birth is REALLY hard, life with a newborn is hard. And while everyone’s journey is different, I feel completely blessed to have had a pretty smooth pregnancy, labor & delivery, recovery and first month with my girl. I am by no means giving myself a pat on the back because y’all, all glory to Jesus because He is really the one who’s got my back through all of this and has answered countless prayers for an easy pregnancy and healthy baby.
Anyway, today I wanted to share a little bit more about Adley Mae’s birth, her first month here with us and life as a new mama.
It’s pretty wild to me looking at this sweet little baby and remembering “oh yeah, I gave birth to her.” LIKE WHAT?! I’M FREAKING AWESOME. Of all the things I was most fearful of during pregnancy, it was definitely the actual giving birth part. I mean, no one can really prepare you for what it’s like because everyone is so different, but that’s kind of the beauty of it because we really need to have major faith here.
Happy Birthday, Adley Mae!
So rewind….I was absolutely convinced this girl was coming early. I just had a feeling for months that she’d surprise us at least a few days early. Yeah, I was wrong. Girlfriend wanted to come right on time and ended up being born on her actual due date, March 10th. The day before Adley was born I woke up feeling so pregnant, so tired and just so ready to meet her. Barely one cup of coffee into the day and I was starting to feel like maybe I would just be pregnant forever? (Irrational pregnant thoughts, I think most mama’s understand….) But after the cramps I’d been feeling all week turned into mild, but somewhat consistent contractions I started to think maybe all those pineapple smoothies and walks around the mall had worked their magic. But of course, I didn’t dare tell anyone, I mean I didn’t want to get anyone too excited just in case it was a false alarm. Josh was off at school presenting a mid-term review of his thesis (after pulling an all nighter) so I figured I’d wait until he got home to mention it.
By the time Josh got home, I was all sorts of grumpy, crampy and starting to feel pretty uncomfortable. So I took a shower, packed the rest of my hospital bag, put on a little bit of makeup (I mean I wanted to look somewhat presentable, even if I was going to be at the hospital. In hindsight…SOOOO not important.) But, I still hadn’t told anyone. Finally around 9, when I was pretty sure it was happening, I
casually mentioned moaned in pain to Josh that I thought I might be in labor and no, I did not want to play a board game…LOL. After a few hours of waiting it out at home, my mom (proof that we always need our mama’s….so shoutout to mine, who came all the way to frigid North Dakota from sunny California to be with us, help us out, cook us meals & clean our stove…because that’s what moms do, right?) drove us to the hospital, we got checked in and I was admitted at 1am.
The rest is such a blur of closed eyes, heavy breathing and trying to convince Josh that I needed to have an epidural (code word: I love North Dakota) yeah I thought it was that bad. I didn’t get the epidural but I ended up just having two low dose pain killers through an IV during labor and by the time I was ready to give up, my nurse told me I was already dilated to a 7.5 and I was almost done. Those nurses, oh my word, they really know what to say to keep a girl goin’….even if their translation of “almost done” means a few more hours.
Around 6am, they told me it was time to start pushing…which y’all, I though the contractions would be the hardest part. Boy was I wrong. Thank God for my sweet husband who stood by my side the entire time, coaching me through my breathing, holding my hand and encouraging me every step of the way. I really wasn’t sure how involved I’d want him to be in the whole birth experience, but I literally could not have done it without him. He was amazing (and mind you this is after about 48 hours of no sleep for him….what a guy.) After reaching a point where I wasn’t sure I could even do it, Josh turned on one of our favorite songs that we’d played a lot for miss Adley before she was born, “So Will I (100 Billion X)” by Hillsong, I
cried sobbed and forty excruciating minutes later, our girl was born and in my arms and the last five hours of pain faded away.
Our girl was here, she was healthy and the nine months of waiting to meet her were made so worth it with just one look at her sweet, little face. I’ve never experienced a greater rush of emotions in my entire life; happiness, relief and a completely, overwhelming sense of joy. It’s crazy how this tiny little person has the power to stir up emotions I never even knew I had.
Adley Mae Cristy
Born: Saturday, March 10th, 2018 at 6:40am CST
Where: Sanford Family Birth Center in Fargo, North Dakota
Weight: 7 lbs. 4 oz.
Height: 20 1/2 inches
Hair Color: Blonde
Eye Color: Blue
One Month of Adley Mae & One Month of the Best Job Ever.
Now that Adley’s been in our lives for nearly five weeks, I almost don’t remember a life without her. She has her daddy’s eyes, her mama’s lips and the sweetest smile that just melts our hearts in an instant. This girl eats like a champ, sleeps like her daddy, loves her swing, tummy time & music. She’s finally found the carseat somewhat tolerable and is really starting to actually enjoy bath time. She outgrew her newborn clothes at about three weeks old and I finally put them away last night and couldn’t believe how tiny they seemed!! Our 11 pound chunk has the sweetest little cheeks and I’m amazed by how much she grows and changes every day.
Being a new mama sure has it’s growing pains, but this is by far the best job I’ve ever had. This past month I’ve been amazed by how those “motherly instincts” just kick in….our hearts expand, our bodies heal, our love grows, and it’s all pretty darn amazing if you ask me. Never has something so new felt so natural to me. What a blessing and a gift to get to be a mama; sleepless nights, countless diapers, spit up, changing body and all. So excited to have the opportunity to share this journey with y’all!
Sending love from up North,