Along Came Koko
Today is Khloe's Birthday.
I officially have a 1 year old.
I can't believe that I've been able to grow such an
amazing bond with her in such a short time.
In honor of this big day, here is of all the twists and turns of Koko's birth.
I was due on September 28th which is on her paternal grandmother's birthday and
days away from both of her maternal grandparent's birthdays.
I believe that everyone should have their own day so as much as I wanted her out on the 28th,
I was relieved that she waited.
I had my weekly 10am appointment hospital check up on October 2nd, while dealing with a cold, Koko's father being 3 hours away with Maryland being in a state of emergency
due to Hurricane Joaquin.
Since I was car less, I was driving my mother's car (This plays into the story, promise).
During my check up, I was told that her fluid was low so I was going to be slow induced.
Luckily, I had already texted her dad and my mom telling them to be ready at any time.
The Main Event:
As I was rushed to the delivery portion of the hospital, I called my mother who frantically had 5,000 questions for me (none of which I had answers to).
Since my sister was still in school, she had to figure out how to pick her up and
get to the hospital before Khloe's arrival.
Now here are the highlights since my labor was 18 hours (from 2pm -9am)
and no one wants to read a book:
I needed antibiotics and was given penicillin to which I found out I was allergic to
My lips and throat became swollen, I couldn't breath and was scratching like crazy.
I asked her dad if my lips were swollen to which he replied ,
" I don't know they just look like your lips", my lips had tripled in size
My mother, aunt and her dad were the only ones allowed in the room but
my mom snuck in my little so I could get hugs and kisses.
She took off from her double shift, drove 2 hours
and stayed with my sister in the waiting room.
( As much as I wanted her beside me, cheering me on,
it helped that she was taking care of my sister so I didn't have to worry)
Koko's dad was yelled at by my mom because he wasn't helping enough as
I struggled through contractions.
(No lie, I still laugh at his reaction to this day)
I got an epidural at midnight then all of us took a four hour nap.
Since I had been naturally waking up at 4am due
to Koko moving about I was up before they were.
(I'm not super religious but I silently prayed for a healthy baby)
I started pushing at 8am but before I combed my hair because I had been in bed for hours.
Yes, I'm vain and proud of it.
At 9am, Koko was born
Later, I was told that if I didn't push when I did,
I would have gotten a C-Section
(The doctor was having a side conversation about this when I felt the need to just get it over with and
I just finished pushing without anymore direction)
I spent the next hour getting stitches in my lady parts, 13 to be exact
(These are way worse then the actual pushing)
After I spent about 20 mins holding her all while I wanted food
I tried to do both at the same time but no one would let me since
they didn't want me to get crumbs on her.
I legit was dying from hunger, granted she's amazing but food was needed.
Our Lifetime Begins:
After being wheeled out the hospital by Mr.Wheeler (yes, I laughed about that for weeks),
2 days later, we made a couple of stops before officially going home.
This took forever by the way since her dad was like a snail with his driving.
He didn't want anything to happen to her.
We made a stop to Dunkin Donuts (Mama needs her coffee) and
Chick fil A (her dad loves it)
(Us parents gotta eat too)
We also stopped at my ex boyfriend's house to see his parents
(Yes, I see how this is weird)
Then off to home
After that the fun began, as her dad had to go back to school 3 hours away for the week while
I got the hang of motherhood.