Welcome Home, Presley
Welcome Home, Presley
Guess what!? We made a baby! A beautiful baby girl! She was born on Tuesday August 8, 2017 weighing 7 lb 10 oz after a very dramatic Monday afternoon/evening. This pregnancy was a little bit dramatic and a lot high risk and we were surprised to find out at a routine twice weekly visit that I would be induced due to potential complications.
They told us we could go home and get our hospital bags and I cried the whole way home and the whole way back to the hospital. I didn’t want to be induced. I was terrified to leave Hudson. I was even more terrified to go into labor, and I was second guessing our decision to have a baby because I was so sure in that moment that it just may break Hudson’s heart (see this post about my insecurities of being a mom of two). Little did I know, this little girl would change all of our lives for the best, and that she was the missing piece of our puzzle. She is everything we didn’t know we needed and more than we could have asked for.
Without going into details (save that for another post), labor was smooth and fantastic and I ended up going into labor without pitocin which made me one happy mama. I had a natural delivery with no epidural (my dream) and absolutely no complications. Most importantly, despite the high risk pregnancy, I had a perfectly healthy baby girl and that’s all that really matters.
One month later, we are all feeling wonderful. Hudson has adjusted so perfectly to being a big brother and all my fears of life with two have melted away. Yes, we are exhausted and yes, it takes us three times longer to get out of the house, and YES my diaper bag is WAY heavier than it was a month ago, but life is beautiful and we are truly blessed. With all the craziness happening in the world and the sadness on my newsfeed and the TV, I am beyond thankful to have two beautiful and healthy babies.
It’s funny because everyone always says your heart will grow when your second is born and before she was here I couldn’t imagine loving anyone as much as I loved Hudson but the second they placed her in my arms, I just remember saying over and over again, “she’s perfect, she’s perfect,” and she really is. Parenting her has already been such a learning experience because she is SO different to Hudson. That’s one thing they don’t tell you, just because you have one kid doesn’t mean you know how to be a mom. Each baby comes with their own personality, their own quirks, and their own set of needs that you have to learn how to handle but that’s the beauty in the journey.
Unlike post-partum with Hudson, I feel at peace. Even in the toughest moments, I feel patient. Even in the longest nights, I feel thankful. I am so far from being a perfect mom and my house is a mess and i’ve lived in my pj’s for a month, but I don’t care because I refuse to let these moments (good and bad) with my children slip away.