Today is a happy day and a sad day. Today Rebecca is 4 years old. I miss my sweet 3 year old already. I have tried all week to convince her that I was cancelling her birthday because I didn't want her to turn 4. She was not happy but eventually figured out that I was teasing. She is unfortunately still not feeling well but is much better than yesterday where she just wanted to sleep and watch tv all day. She even slept in until 9:45, which she never does. We are in the midst of another snow day but today it is because all the snow iced over during the night. I feel we probably could have gotten away with a 90 minute delay but for some reason no one asks my opinion about these things.
It's hard to believe that it was four years ago that our sweet Rebecca came into the world. She was MUCH more difficult that her siblings and something I would not want to repeat. Most of the time, people say their labor became easier after each child. For me it was the exact opposite. Taylor was by far the easiest, 8 hours, no meds, piece of cake. Teresa - 4 hours, induced, no meds, in GERMANY with too few English speaking nurses. Jaquelyn - 6 hours, induced, epidural (hated it-never again), much too difficult.
And then we have Rebecca - over 12 hours, no meds until they lost her heartbeat and I was taken in for an emergency C-section. This was after a very long pushing session, with no pain medication and then they told me to lay still and stop pushing. Are you kidding me?!? The contractions did not magically stop so that was NOT possible. After what seemed like an eternity to the screaming lady who was in major pain, they put me completely under and the rest is known only to the medical staff. They did not even allow my husband in the room and had not even told him whose heartbeat they had lost!! He only knew I was screaming in pain and they wouldn't tell him anything.
I only vaguely remember waking up afterwards and I think someone showed me a picture of Rebecca but I'm not really sure. From someone who has had both types of delivery I would definitely say I would never chose to have a C-section again. The recovery period was much too long and I felt like I was hit by a bus. I could barely move and driving wasn't an option for ages.
Anyhow, now that I have completely bored everyone and probably shared way too much information, I will share some pictures of Rebecca through the years and you can actually enjoy the rest of the post.