My little girl

Hey guys! Well sorry I have not wrote in a couple days. I have been super tired and frankly a little lazy ha-ha. I’m not sure what to write about there has not been much going on. Same ol shit different day. So for people that don’t know I am going to share the day that my most precious gift was born. Pregnancy sucked for me. Morning sickness became all day sickness that lasted from my seventh week all the way to my eighth month. I could smell an empty trash can from the other end of the house. I am normally a weak stomach kind of person but pregnancy put me over the edge. I tried everything from natural medicines all the way to wearing motion sickness bracelets. I was miserable my entire pregnancy. I had no cravings or weird food combos, I was lucky to keep my food down on a daily bases. My OB ended up putting me an nausea medicine that managed the constant vomiting and nausea. Around my 36^th week I started to notice decreased fetal movement and chalked it up to being nervous and overly paranoid. It kept on and there were times that she would not move for hours. I finally talked to my OB and she started monitoring me twice a week. Between my 38-39 week I started having to make trips to labor and delivery for the same problem. They had no idea what was going on, the ultrasound looked completely normal. I went to my OB on May 24^th which was a day before my due date. They kept me on the monitor for over an hour and once again she was not as active as they would of liked. My midwife said that it was a must to get me to the hospital and go ahead and induce me. She told me not to even go home just straight to labor and delivery. It completely freaked me out. I had no idea what was happening and I felt so unprepared for anything that was about to happen. I went straight over to the hospital and checked into labor and delivery. It was finally time to have my beautiful baby girl. They started that night using a medicine to thin out the cervix. They gave me a sleeping pill and said that they would start the potassium at 7am the next morning to help start the contractions. Seven am rolled around faster than I thought I managed to get minimal sleep despite the sleeping pill. They connected the iv and started the medicine. A couple hours later my contractions were strong and consistent. Holy mother of God!! I never in a million years knew what kind of pain this was. I would rather be punched in the face with a hammer. Back labor was horrible I honestly thought the pain would never let up. At 3cm they came to give me the epidural. It took the Dr 10 pokes and over an hour to get the epidural set and working. I was great full to have it in and working. Before I knew it, it was time to push. I pushed three sets of three and she was out. I was in labor for 6 hours and 56 min and at 216pm my beautiful daughter was born. She went straight to the neonatal nurses mainly because of the macconium and decreased activity. She was a happy healthy 8lb 12oz baby. As the midwife is finishing me up she notices a true knot in the umbilical cord. Yes a knot, like in a rope. The decreased activity was due to the restriction on the cord. Every time that she moved she would pull the knot restricting blood flow and oxygen to her. My midwife looked at me and said that I was lucky to have given birth to a baby that was alive. She said most babies with these kinds of knots die in the womb. I was in shock. My midwife saved my little girls life. One more day could have been devastating. I am beyond blessed for the birth of my baby girl. Now she is a vibrant 13 month old that constantly keeps me on my toes. She is my sanity.