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Liv June Wardell came into this world at 3:20pm April 17th, 2019, weighing 7lbs and 8oz.

When I had Oaks he came a week late at 3am, he came on his own and I was in labor for 11 hours.  I pushed for 20 minutes and he was 9lbs 1oz.  This time around I knew I had giant babies and I had a two degree tear from Oaks, and recovery was a little harder, so I decided to schedule a 39 week induction with Liv.

The whole time she was measuring bigger, so I knew she was going to be big.

I was scheduled to be induced at 6:30am, April 17th 2019.  The night before was hard putting Oaks to bed, because I knew this would be the last time it was just us 3.   You sort of grief a month prior to giving birth.  At least I did.  The loss of just the 2 of you together everyday.   But IT’S SO NORMAL.  Once they get here, it’s all good!

So that morning came and I woke up late… (who does that) & we also had to turn around because I had forgotten my igloo (I thought I was prepared…!)  Which was SO important, because that was what my placenta was getting put in after birth.   Living mom birth encapsulated it by the way, but thats a whole other blog post.  Which by the way, was THE BEST DECISION I’ve ever made. 

I finally got hooked up at about 8am that morning.  They were having computer issues and I was late.  So I got the IV and the pitocin, I was at a 2 when I started.  So I felt some contractions, which I always love to do before I get the epidural.  Then I asked for it about 30 minutes later.   I didn’t want to be that numb right off the bat, but after he did it (I was sitting up for it) I only could feel it on my left leg.  Which, when I got it with Oaks, they had me turn to the side and that way it could get everywhere evenly.   Anyways, I believe that had a lot to do with it.   So I had to keep turning sides, and then I pushed the button for more and got WAY too numb.  My leg kept flopping off of the bed, and I had no idea it was just hanging there.  It felt like I couldn’t feel my legs, but hey, better numb than feeling all the pain in my opinion.  Whoever has done it naturally, you’re a rockstar.

So from 8am to 1:30am, I went from a 2 to a 6.  Once I get to a 6, I’m at a 9 in an hour. I told my doctor that and for some reason it took him forever to get to the hospital, god love him haha.  He’s a really good doctor, but this was my first delivery with him.  So sure enough, I was at a 9 an hour later,  and she was about to fall out at 2:30.  It took him about 30 minutes to get to the hospital.   TJ looked at me right before I was about to push and said “this is the last time right?”  LIKE WHAT.  Don’t ask me that NOW.   It was so cute because he was so nervous!  Of course, I was too!  You never know how it’s going to go.

Once he got there, I was ready to push this baby out… 30 minutes ago doc!  I was going for it HARDCORE you guys.  I loved that he had me sitting upright because I could see her come out.  With Oaks, I was lying flat on my back and from there, came up to push, so I couldn’t see anything.   Anyways, I pushed in 2 pushes, which took me 2 minutes.  My labors are really easy, so I’m very fortunate and grateful to have a wide set vagina (mean girls)… but really hashtag blessed.   Got it from my momma!  Okay back on track..  so I just got that little girl out so quick, and to see her is everything.  The best moment in life.  I bawl every time I watch this video.  

They quickly cleaned her off, so we could do skin to skin.  From that moment on, we did skin to skin for about 2 hours, then we nursed and she latched on really quick, which you can see in the video… not my nipple, but you can see us saying going “there she goes!”  

Liv June Wardell was born at 3:20pm, April 17th, 2019,  weighing 7lbs and 8oz, and 21 inches long.  

My plan was to just have TJ and I there the full day and no visitors.  I explained more on that in MY 5 RULES TO A PEACEFUL POSTPARTUM RECOVERY.  So it was just us all day.  Then my plan was to have my mom, sister and best friend Megan, show up with Oaksie to meet her later that night, so I could get him meeting her in the video.  He came in at 6pm and had a stuffed animal for her, and she had one for him too.  I wanted him to feel welcome and comfortable as much as possible.

Let me just tell you something about this, don’t have ANY expectations of your kid(s) meeting their new brother or sister for the first time.  I think especially the first child meeting the second child.  But who knows, this is only my second.   I had a little expectations that he would at least hold her, but NO.  He was very hesitant and scared.  He didn’t want anything to do with her actually.  He was also nervous too.  He’s really never seen a baby like this before, so he thought she looked like a little alien.  He kept saying “her eyes are weird”.

I had moments of feeling guilty in the hospital because Oaks went home and cried that night. He kept saying “I want my mama” and would wake at night.  That made me cry and feel bad, but this is all normal.  This is how you grow your family.  These things will happen, but just know it gets better. 

He came to visit the next day and slowly would look at her and just point, still no holding.  He also cried that day when he had to leave too.  I would recommend only having your kid(s) come once to the hospital.  I shouldn’t have had him come twice.  This was a hard transition for him.  I had feelings of rushing home to see him, but I was also glad we stayed the 2 full days and 2 nights, because that was a time with just us 3 to enjoy together.   Really, your time with just them is very limited, so enjoy the hospital stay!   

When we got home, Oaksie seemed irritated a little.  Got upset a little more easily than normal, which is to be expected.  He kept wanting me to play with him, but thank god I had a support system in place.  TJ was home for the whole week, and best friend Megan who has a little boy named Cohen, both only 3 months apart, they’re besties too.  My mom and sister took him all weekend, since it was Easter weekend, they did fun Easter activities.   Anyways, my friend Megan,  came and took him to school and kept him after school to help me out.  Which is great! I’m so grateful for my family and friends who help out.   So set up a system prior to giving birth.  I had arranged for neighbors to bring dinner, my mom was here for the weekend and just took him out to play all weekend.   You can’t move that much, so set up the help!

I had a hard time not being the one to take Oaks to school.  I had a good few cries, but my recovery was amazing.  If you go read that post I linked you can see why!  I had a plan in place to help and the placenta helped SO MUCH.  Still taking it to this day and Liv is 2 months old.  

Don’t get me wrong, not everyday was easy, the first week was really hard, but had I not had the plan in place AND encapsulated my placenta, I KNOW I would’ve been a HUGE mess, crying every second like I did with Oaks.

I hope that will help you mamas.  Postpartum recovery is hard.  I had a really hard time with Oaks, but this one was much easier.  She weighed less, encapsulating my placenta was huge, less visitors, more sunshine and more walks, took the help, my husband was home this time, didn’t spend time on my phone, etc.

Giving birth is the greatest gift!! I love my babies so much.  Hope you enjoy this video as much as I do!

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Thoughts for the day. This is what I have been thinking about lately.

Some people think that if they get skinnier and leaner, and stronger muscles, that working out is going to be so much easier. 

Well, that isn’t the case.  Here is what I mean.

Working out never gets easier, you just get stronger as you do it.

You’re always constantly pushing yourself to work harder and harder, better than you did yesterday, better than you did last week.

It is never ending.  I constantly am having to push myself harder and getting myself to the gym doesn’t get any easier.  It hurts.  It hurts every single time, but you know what?  You learn how to bear that pain.

You get better at bearing the pain because you work hard every day.

It doesn’t just go with working out either.  This goes for everything in life.

There is no easy way to get somewhere thats worth it, and when you get there it never gets easier per say, you just get better and stronger.

Life is always throwing different curve balls.  That is so cliche to say, but it is true.

Another example, is when I started my blog, I hadn’t a clue what I was doing. Not one clue.

I didn’t know how to even write a post, or link anything, or take photos.  But I just learned as I went, and got better and better every year.

Learning from my fellow bloggers, learning from the internet, getting inspired by others.

Thats not to say I am perfect whatsoever, because that isn’t what I mean at all. FAR from it.

Just an example as to where my point is going.  

We all are striving to be better and better, but don’t think that life will get easier once you get to a certain point.  Because you will feel unfulfilled every time.

Fulfillment, is going to make you the happiest with any thing.  Being grateful for what you have and what you have overcome.

Life is hard, and we all do hard things.  Make sure that you are taking a step back and looking at yourself  and realizing this.

If you haven’t folded that 2 week laundry in 2 weeks and you FINALLY do.  Hell, thats freaking awesome.  

Give yourself credit and you will eventually look at life so differently.  when you start feeling fulfilled when you do something you’ve needed to do, or do something you’ve been wanting for weeks, days, years, or even hours.

Anyways, before I keep blabbing more.  Just wanted to share those thoughts with you.

You’re all beautiful and amazing.  Hope you have a great week!