Elinor’s Story

I cannot believe I have the time to post.  I guess it’s cause Justin is still home and Cora is “napping.”  Although the door just opened and there she was peeking out of her bedroom door.  I miss the days when she thought she couldn’t climb around the bed rails.

Today I thought I would share Elinor’s birth.

Wednesday evening Justin and I dropped Cora off at my mom and dad’s house.  It was the strangest feeling.  Dropping her off as our only child and knowing that the next day we would have another daughter and a sister for Cora.  I felt all sorts of emotions…and a lot of guilt.  I kind of felt like somehow I was betraying her.

Since we didn’t need to be in the hospital until 10pm we decided to go out to eat.  We went to a favorite restaurant of ours…a place we used to frequent when dating.  I requested it as they serve the best all day breakfast and I wanted to be full of protein thinking that I would not be eating for almost 24 hours…(little did I know…)  I ordered and omelette and Justin ordered shrimp and grits.  We thought we would be ravenously hungry but both of us could hardly finish our dinners.  Our nerves were kicking in.

After we left the restaurant we headed to Best Buy to pick up a new card for our camera.  I could barely walk through the store my contractions were so bad but I figured they were simply more braxton hicks. We arrived at the hospital at 9:45, gave them our info and checked in.  Our nurse was awesome…funny, helpful, and kind.  She checked me and said I was 3cm dilated.  She would start the cervidil at 12 and hopefully Thursday afternoon I would have a baby in my arms.  I prepared myself for a long night of nothing.  Maybe a few contractions but my midwife had told me I would be given Ambien.  It would knock me out and I would get rest before the baby.  At midnight they gave me cervidil and within minutes my contractions to started to pick up.  They were getting really painful.  The nurse gave me ambien and promised my within minutes I would be sleepy.  After an hour of waiting, I finally called her and begged that she give me something for the pain.  She walked in and laughed saying “I didn’t just give you a tylenol.  I can’t believe you’re awake.” She said my contractions were picking up in frequency and that she would keep checking in on me.  She decided to give me nubain for the pain and said that it would definitely kill the pain and help me sleep.

Let me tell you…that was a scary experience.  Not only were my contractions getting stronger and stronger but I was high on so much medication.  Every time I closed my eyes I would feel like I was floating and would start hallucinating.  I kept telling Justin about all the terrifying things I was seeing. (which are now funny…like crawling through a field of playdough with terrifying playdough flowers) My contractions were stronger, I was dilating more so the nurse told me should would take me off the nubain, and she was going to call the anesthesiologist for my epidural.  Relief swept over me…I didn’t know how much longer I could take the pain. (To all you natural birthing mothers out there…you amaze me.) Right before the anesthesiologist arrived my water broke.  Elinor was on her way.

At some point in the morning they did end up giving me a little pitocin as my contractions slowed down.  They picked right back up and within no time I was telling my nurse that I was feeling tons of pressure.  She called the midwife and within no time I was pushing.  Four pushes later I had Elinor in my arms.

The feeling of having a baby, your very own baby safely in your arms is indescribable.  Nine months of waiting and finally a bundle of warm perfection…to see, to touch, to smell.  There is nothing like it.  Nothing.

“For you created my inmost being; you knit me together in my mother’s womb. I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made; your works are wonderful, I know that full well. My frame was not hidden from you when you I was made in the secret place.  When I was woven together in the depths of the earth, your eyes saw my unformed body. ” Psalm 139:13-16

We are two very thankful and proud parents.  We love and adore our littlest girl.

Big sister is adjusting fairly well considering she is two years old.  Most of the time she is oblivious to baby sister but every once and a while really tries to help out.  When Elinor is crying she tries to give her the pacifier or rock her in her swing. (Which was more like launching her in the swing)  At the hospital Cora did not know what to think.  We gave her some new toy animals which were far more intriguing than Elinor.

We had a ton of visitors which was such a blessing.  We had very proud grandparents.

A proud Mimi.

And a proud Nan.

My sister-in-law and baby cousin Colson.  A sister and brother-in-law all the way from Brooklyn. (They have moved back to the south…wooohoooo!)

Adopted aunts from Atlanta and Chattanooga.

When we arrived home we had four of her cousins waiting to meet her.

And Cora was thrilled to have some little people to play with…

We love you little Elinor Faith. We thank God for bringing you safely into the world.  May He give us the wisdom, the strength, the insight and the determination to bring you up to know him and to love him.

He he keep you and protect you always.  May you love him with all of your heart, your mind and your soul.



12 Responses to Elinor’s Story

  1. LeAnna says:

    Aside from the terrifying playdoh flowers (that made me giggle, you know you’re a Mom, when…) it sounds like you had an amazing birth experience! Elinor is just adorable, and I’m glad big sis seems to be adjusting well. 🙂

  2. katie says:

    She is absolutely beautiful and CONGRATS! I look forward to hearing how things continue to go with your growing family. I really hope I get to see you guys some time soon.

  3. carissa says:

    Minus the hallucinations, four pushes sound pretty sweet! So glad you had lots of family around to help welcome Elinor into this world. Hope things go really well as you adjust to life with two.

  4. Beautiful! It never ceases to amaze me how precious each little child is, the feeling that you get when you met your little one for the first time. Thinking of you as you adjust to life with 2 little ones!

  5. Betty says:

    So so sweet. In tears at work (which is proving to be a common occurence…). So glad that you really did go into labor (for the most part) all on your own. God is so good. Can’t wait to meet Elinor and to hug your neck!

  6. Danelle says:

    I pray the Lord will allow me to experience that feeling you’re talking about. How amazing. Thank you for sharing her/your story. My heart is thankful.

  7. Kendra B. says:

    Seriously Elinor is the one of the most perfectly beautiful newborn babes I’ve ever seen! So glad everything went well besides playdough flowers and the like! Believe me, if my labor had lasted one minute longer (and it was only 2 hours), I would have begged for the epidural. Um actually I think I did, but it was too late…hahaha. So basically you’re awesome & you have on beautiful family! Congratulations!!

  8. bchallies says:

    Love your little story – and the outcome of it! Mom

  9. Oh, she is beautiful! Congratulations! And I love the name Elinor.
    They gave me demerol with my first and I thought I was totally floating above everyone and just watching myself on the table. It was the strangest thing and I insisted on not having it with the next two. Congrats again and glad you have her in your arms.

  10. Kathryn says:

    Oh Congratulations!! God is so good!! I’m so very happy for you and will be praying for your family and your new addition!!

  11. maryanne helms says:

    Oh, I didn’t know you had posted. Love you, and love little E F Frye:)

  12. Betty says:

    I was reading back on some of my old May posts to see if I had written about Mother’s Day (I hadn’t) and I had linked to this post on one of mine. I love it, seeing sweet E on her very first day. I’m so so glad I’ll be here to meet future babies on their first (or second) days!!

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