June 18, 2016 | 5:00 am
I woke up and literally screamed, “Ahmaddddd!”. The bed was drenched, my water had broke, and I had no idea what to do from there. My last pregnancy my water never broke, so this was so new to me. From the bed all the way to the bathroom, my water continued to break, and I immediately got in the shower. I then curled my hair, and put on a little makeup. I called my sister since she was upstairs and told her to stay home since Ashton was still sleep. As soon as we were walking out of the door to head to the hospital Ashton woke up and gave me the biggest hug. He looked so sad at the same time, but I was glad I got to hug him one last time as the only child.
June 18, 2016 | 6:30 am
All checked in to the hospital, and was placed in a small room until they got my room ready for delivery. Ahmad and I looked through all of our pictures of Ashton in our phone, and realized how fast time has gone. It has only been 1 year and 5 months since we were at this very same hospital. Our lives were about to change once again, and we couldn’t be more excited.
June 18, 2016 | 12 noon
left to right: Papa P (Ahmad’s dad), Ashton J, Papa G (My dad) waiting for Aubri’s arrival
As I tried to rest through contractions, time was slowly ticking away. I kept thinking how all of these people lied to me and said the second kid always come faster. The nurse kept having me switch sides to try to get Aubri to move down. I was now about 7cm at about 3:30 pm when everything took a turn for the worse. Aubri heart beat fell from 140, to almost 70. The nurse had me turn to my left side, and thats the side that she didn’t like. Aubri only liked me laying on the right side for some reason. The nurses ran into the room and immediately called for an emergency. She called the doctor because they couldn’t get her heartbeat back up. The doctor then called for an emergency c-section. I began to cry because for the past 6 months I had prayed that the placenta would move so I could have her naturally. 3 weeks before, I went in for an ultrasound and I no longer had placenta previa.
I was frustrated because I felt like everything was going downhill. Ahmad went from capturing the moments on camera, to being nervous. I said a prayer and put it in the Lord’s hands, and at that moment nothing else mattered besides Aubri being healthy and doing what was best for her.
June 18, 2016 | 4:20pm
I honestly can’t remember when they originally gave me Aubri to hold after my c-section because I was so drugged up from the meds during the surgery. My family told me that someone called the nurse in because I wasn’t responsive, and that I kind of blanked out. The medicine had me all the way gone, which is a good thing because I was in so much pain. All I remember was waking up in pain, and since I’m allergic to Ibuprofen, there was really nothing strong enough to relieve the pain after surgery.
They finally put me in my room, and all I remember is asking where is Aubri. I didn’t remember that I had already seen her prior, and Ahmad told me to wait because they were going to bring her to me again after they finished making sure she was okay.
To hold my daughter for the first time, and see her face was a moment that I will cherish forever. I thought that it was impossible to have that same feeling again because I felt it before when I had Ashton. It is just amazing how good God is, and how blessed I am. I am in pure bliss, and love everything about her! The crazy thing is how Ashton and Aubri look so much alike. I look at both of their pictures from the hospital, and they look like twins. They make the same facial expressions, same sleeping patterns, and only cry when they are hungry! I can’t wait to see them both running around the house tearing the place down!