Maisie Michelle Wilson is HERE!

Maisie Michelle Wilson

Proud Dad

Calan meeting his new sister. He wasn't so sure about it. 

Mommy and Maisie

She is sweet.

 Well, it is official. I am a mother of two wonderful babies. Maisie Michelle arrived July 29 at 2:42 p.m. weighing 7 pounds 15 ounces and measuring 20 inches. We are obviously in love with her and are so happy to be home and enjoying our new bundle of joy.

Her birth was an amazingly crazy, surreal experience. It began Friday early morning when I started to have mild, regular contractions. I tracked them for about 2 hours and they were coming every 4 to 7 minutes, but I could talk through them and I knew that they were to mild to be active labor, but were stronger than Braxton Hicks contractions. I woke Bob up around 6:30 in the morning to let him know what was going on. We knew that we didn't have to rush to the hospital, but it was time to get everything together.

So that's what we did. Bob took care of Calan and got everything together while I worried basically just about myself and the contractions. I called Bob's mom, who would be watching Calan, to let her know what was going on. After everything was set and Bob's mom arrived, we headed to the hospital around 8:30. My contractions were still mild and still regular, but they still were not active labor.

I probably could have and should have stayed home longer, but my biggest fear this pregnancy was delivering Maisie in our car on the way to hospital. Calan's labor was a rapid delivery with some complications. It only took 5 hours from my first contraction to holding Calan in my arms. Doctors say that the second child comes more quickly, so I was concerned that if I waited for active labor, I would not make it to the hospital, which is why we left instead of staying at home, which I am glad that we did.

When we got to the hospital, I was sent to triage to be watched and of course, I was not any more dilated than I was at the doctor's office on Tuesday. After being monitored for about a half hour, they noticed that when she was sleeping, she was not reacting to my contractions they way that they would have liked, but when she was awake she was fine. The doctor who was on call from my doctor's office wanted to break my water then to send me into active labor and get her out more quickly. I, however, am not so game about having my water broken without being in active labor. I asked her if we could wait a little while to see how my body progresses. She said that she felt comfortable waiting an hour or so, but not much more.

Lucky me, the hospital and doctor got a little busy, so my one hour of waiting turned into three. Bob and I just hung out and talked and relaxed while we waited for my body to react. And at about 12:30, I went into active labor and my body went crazy with contractions. To say that I went into labor is an understatement. I went from talking to the nurse to back-to-back contractions without rest in matter of seconds. Bob rushed out of our room to grab the nurse and resident, so I could be checked and given an epidural. They checked me and i was a five; they broke my water, and in 2 seconds was a 6.

To me all hell was breaking loose. My quiet enjoyable morning and quickly taken one a new life. Residents and nurses were rushing into my room trying to get my contractions under control. Maisie started to show signs of distress because my contractions were so hard and coming so quickly that she didn't have time to recover and neither did I.

The epidural that I dreamed about was put on hold till they could get everything under control. I had to bare the full force of my contractions for 45 minutes. They gave me a drug that actually slows down labor. I went from no break between contractions to about a 30-second break. That might not seem like a lot, but it was enough to get Maisie's heart rate under control.

My room was packed with people. All working to control my crazy labor. In 45 minutes, I went from non-active labor to almost complete at 9 cm. It was so nuts. I do not want to even know what it would have been like if we had stayed at home. Our hospital is 20 minutes away from our house. My worst nightmare of not making to the hospital would have come true if we had stayed at home.

Once my epidural was in and working, my room went from craziness to surreal peacefulness. It was so weird. We went from having about 10 people in our room to just my doctor, husband, and myself. We talked for about 30 minutes about the hospital and their practice and a few other chit-chat items. You would not have known that the previous 45 minutes even happened. It was insanely weird. Then my doctor looked at me and said, "Well you ready to push her out or do you want to labor down some more. I think she can be out in 5 pushes."

So, I pushed twice, she crowned. We called in a nurse. I pushed twice more and she was out. It was that simple and that pleasant. It was so amazing.

We stayed in the hospital a day and left Saturday evening for home. We are all safe a sound and our journey of two little ones has begun.