I’m Joanna.

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I’m Joanna. Creative Over-Thinker, Recovering Perfectionist, Infertility Warrior, & Your New Bestie.

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A Very Rory Birth Story

A Very Rory Birth Story

"Plot Twist" seems to be a common theme for our Rory.

I think he will forever be keeping us on our toes, and I'm excited for the challenge.

This story starts with an ordinary 35 week OB appointment that got flipped upside down when my elevated blood pressure (more on that another time) had us heading to the hospital. Once we were there, we were told I needed some medication to bring it down and we'd be allowed to go home. Then, we were told I needed some medication to bring it down and I'd need to stay over night. And then we were going home again!

Until we were told I needed some medication to bring it down AND they were inducing me immediately. We were shocked. And, let's be honest, I was hangry and hormonal and absolutely having a panic attack. But we had to move forward. So, we were admitted and the endless medications started pouring into my veins. For more than 24 hours they worked on getting my labor going with the foley balloon and pitocin among other things. Once contractions had started and I was still only about 3cm dilated, my OB discovered some startling news... the baby had moved. In less than a day, the little ninja flipped himself from a much needed head down position to being completely breech. At that point our options were trying to move him back into place and hoping he didn't flip again in the potentially more than another day's worth of labor it was still going to take or accept our doctor's recommendation and go with a c-section. The medical team left us alone so Dan and I could talk it through and decide what would be best for me and for our baby. Ultimately, we chose the c-section. And everything started to move in fast forward…

The next hour (was it even an hour?!) or so was a blur of medical team introductions, being wheeled to the operating room, the out of body experience of being totally numb from the waist down, feeling so cold, throwing up all the nothing they'd let me eat for the last day and a half (oh, that's why they do that), waiting for Dan to come in and hold my hand, him very specifically keeping his eyes on mine and not the other side of the curtain, hearing "here's his feet!" the overwhelming relief and joy of that first cry, Dan getting to meet him and coming back to show me all the pictures, being handed the most perfect little bundle I've ever seen and kissing his cheeks for the first time.

Rory Jaymes, you've changed my heart forever.

September 15th

September 15th

He Makes All Things New

He Makes All Things New