Welcome, Olivia Brooke Russell!
4lb, 6oz and 17 inches long!
Olivia was due June 3, 2013, however she had other plans and made her arrival on April 23,2013.
I was at work on a Thursday morning when I had planned to go to the OB to see what this clear, jelly-like stuff I was leaking was. When I got upstairs, my CNM examined me, swabbed, and then hooked me up to the non stress test machine. Little did I know, I was contracting, 5 minutes apart! She asked if I could feel them, I couldn't. I had no clue I was contracting. So off to the hospital it was for me. Diagnosis? Pre-mature labor.
My sister had her first 2 premature, first one was 24 weeks and second 36 weeks. I worried that might happen to me but had a healthy pregnancy from the beginning so I figured maybe not. Well I was 33 weeks and they stopped the contractions with a simple injection. They tested me for fetal fibronectin and it came back positive which meant I could deliver within 2 weeks. I got a steroid injection for her lungs, and was sent home on bed rest. The next day I went back to the OB, had another steroid injection and showed no contractions. Yes, we stopped it! Not exactly. Saturday I started leaking a clear fluid, I just figured it may have been the fetal fibronectin. Monday came and I had another checkup. I explained I was leaking that stuff again, so back into the stirrups I go. They did the ph strip test and surprise, surprise! My water had broken. I was sent back over to the hospital. From there they did the amnio screen which quickly came back positive, reassuring them it was indeed the amniotic sac which had broken. I was sent via ambulance to a hospital an hour and a half away as our local hospital could not accommodate such a premature child.
Now, this entire time I had not been contracting, felt just fine. I arrived at UK that Monday around 4pm, my intake was done and they did the same testing as our local hospital. Again, a positive, so I was for sure going into labor. They induced me as they said a 34 week baby was strong enough to go ahead and take. Around 6 a huge gush came, yep my water REALLY broke. At 7pm I started contracting on my own. They started the oxytocin at 8. At midnight I was 3cm, at 4am I was fully dilated. At 5am we began pushing and at 6:06 new life came into the world.
She had to stay in the NICU for 2 long weeks, but luckily she always breathed on her own. When I had to leave her at the hospital the day of my discharge, my heart just shattered. I didn't make it out of the hospital without crying. When we got to the parking garage, it was more dramatic for me. The further we got from the hospital, the worse I felt. I had a vision of what the birth of my child would be like, that wasn't it. I envisioned a full term baby who slept in our room, who I got to hold on my chest as soon as she was out like you see on tv. Nope, that was not the way it happened. I had my baby, got to see her, and then she was handed off to another staff member. Luckily I got to see her before they took her to the NICU but the time felt like a millisecond. One look and she was gone. I was in my room, no baby inside me anymore, no baby in my room. You truly can never know what having a pre-mature birth feels like until you experience it. I couldn't even get an answer as to why she came early, it was just one of those things that happened.
We drove back and forth every single day until she came home. Through the week we drove there to spend 2 hours with her after Daniel got off of work. On the weekends we were able to go from 9-3. We were told many different days she may get to go home so the day she actually got to come home was a day to remember. It was the best day ever! Now that she is home, I'm even more attached to her. We spend all day every day together. Sadly, Monday I return to work and she has to go to daycare. :( It will be a very sad time. I've already developed separation anxiety due to the traumatic NICU experience, now that I've actually got her it's going to be REALLY hard to let go yet again. God, give me the strength!
This little girl has changed our lives forever. I keep asking myself how I've lived without her. She's just so special and precious. And I have a love for her I didn't even know existed. Being a mom is something you truly have to be to feel it.
Mommy & Olivia first meeting
Olivia Now!
Her first trip to Walmart