Thursday started off nice and relaxed with my Mom. She treated me to a manicure and pedicure, which was very fun. Then we did some errands, which is when I started thinking I was maybe having "real" contractions. Nothing really painful, but stronger than usual. They started coming about every 20 minutes, and I remember thinking that it was interesting that they were coming regularly. However, I didn't want to get my hopes up that this was "it." We ate dinner and then I decided that maybe I should take a nap, since the contractions seemed more like 10 minutes apart. I figured they would probably go away while lying down, figuring they were more braxton hicks contractions. At 8:30 I got up, and I remember being surprised that I was still having these contractions and started thinking this might really be the real deal. So I called our doula and some friends to tell them that I thought this might be labor. I think we started timing contractions at 9pm, and quite quickly the contractions went from 10 minutes apart to 5 minutes apart to 2-3 minutes apart. At around 9:45 the doula arrived, and we all figured I had hours yet to go, so we hadn't called the doctor. In fact, I still had a list of things to pack in my suitcase. Sometime around 10, maybe a little after, I started feeling a lot of pressure and the contractions were coming consistantly around 2 minutes apart. I remember saying something like, "I want an epidural! Why did I want to do this naturally?" all the while thinking I was only in the beginning stages of labor. Then I think it dawned on all of us that these contractions were only getting stronger and closer together and we still had a 15 minute drive to the hospital. In quite a flurry, Nick and my mom tried to find the rest of the things on my list to pack and got the car ready to go. On the ride over there, I felt like I really had to push. I said, "I have to push! I can't not push. I think I can feel the baby coming out!" My mom went between reciting Psalm 23 and saying "DON'T PUSH!!!" What felt like a looong time later, we pulled up to the emergency room entrance and I stumbled on Nick's arm to the maternity ward. After very calmly greeting us saying things like, "1st baby? And contractions started at 8?" our doula said something like "Yes, her first, but she says she needs to push. I think this baby is coming soon!" They rushed me into a delivery room and a nurse checked me, to find out that I was 10 cm. and ready to push! What a relief to hear that! They couldn't find Kathryn's heart beat and the nurses kind of panicked. The doctor on the floor came in since my doctor had not had time to arrive yet. She calmly assessed the situation and made clear that this baby should come now. So with 3 or so big pushes, out came Little Peanut! Check in to the hospital= 10:55. Baby born 11:04. 9 minutes to spare! Whew! All in all, I think we were all a little shell-shocked at the rapidity of all of the events of the evening. We certainly did not intend to cut it so close! But we were thrilled to see our sweet little Kathryn healthy as can be. I think next time around we will go to the hospital much sooner! :) But thanks be to the Lord for his protection over us and for bringing Kathryn into the world safe and healthy. Thanks for all your prayers!
Monday, January 29, 2007
My Birth Story
Thursday started off nice and relaxed with my Mom. She treated me to a manicure and pedicure, which was very fun. Then we did some errands, which is when I started thinking I was maybe having "real" contractions. Nothing really painful, but stronger than usual. They started coming about every 20 minutes, and I remember thinking that it was interesting that they were coming regularly. However, I didn't want to get my hopes up that this was "it." We ate dinner and then I decided that maybe I should take a nap, since the contractions seemed more like 10 minutes apart. I figured they would probably go away while lying down, figuring they were more braxton hicks contractions. At 8:30 I got up, and I remember being surprised that I was still having these contractions and started thinking this might really be the real deal. So I called our doula and some friends to tell them that I thought this might be labor. I think we started timing contractions at 9pm, and quite quickly the contractions went from 10 minutes apart to 5 minutes apart to 2-3 minutes apart. At around 9:45 the doula arrived, and we all figured I had hours yet to go, so we hadn't called the doctor. In fact, I still had a list of things to pack in my suitcase. Sometime around 10, maybe a little after, I started feeling a lot of pressure and the contractions were coming consistantly around 2 minutes apart. I remember saying something like, "I want an epidural! Why did I want to do this naturally?" all the while thinking I was only in the beginning stages of labor. Then I think it dawned on all of us that these contractions were only getting stronger and closer together and we still had a 15 minute drive to the hospital. In quite a flurry, Nick and my mom tried to find the rest of the things on my list to pack and got the car ready to go. On the ride over there, I felt like I really had to push. I said, "I have to push! I can't not push. I think I can feel the baby coming out!" My mom went between reciting Psalm 23 and saying "DON'T PUSH!!!" What felt like a looong time later, we pulled up to the emergency room entrance and I stumbled on Nick's arm to the maternity ward. After very calmly greeting us saying things like, "1st baby? And contractions started at 8?" our doula said something like "Yes, her first, but she says she needs to push. I think this baby is coming soon!" They rushed me into a delivery room and a nurse checked me, to find out that I was 10 cm. and ready to push! What a relief to hear that! They couldn't find Kathryn's heart beat and the nurses kind of panicked. The doctor on the floor came in since my doctor had not had time to arrive yet. She calmly assessed the situation and made clear that this baby should come now. So with 3 or so big pushes, out came Little Peanut! Check in to the hospital= 10:55. Baby born 11:04. 9 minutes to spare! Whew! All in all, I think we were all a little shell-shocked at the rapidity of all of the events of the evening. We certainly did not intend to cut it so close! But we were thrilled to see our sweet little Kathryn healthy as can be. I think next time around we will go to the hospital much sooner! :) But thanks be to the Lord for his protection over us and for bringing Kathryn into the world safe and healthy. Thanks for all your prayers!
Sunday, January 28, 2007
Kathryn Elisabeth Swan

Born 1/25/07 11:04 pm
6 lbs. 9 oz. 20 inches long
Wednesday, January 24, 2007
Happy Due Date!
Monday, January 22, 2007
Nothing New
Thursday, January 18, 2007
It's coming...Soon!
Thursday, January 11, 2007
Nesting Instinct
Tuesday, January 09, 2007
Baby update...
Saturday, January 06, 2007
The Final Countdown!
37 1/2 weeks alongAt my doctor's appointment last Tuesday, he said I am 80% effaced and 1 cm. dilated, which I know doesn't really mean much, but at least things are getting started. The head is down as well, a good sign. I had an ultrasound on Thursday (and NO, I didn't find out the sex, for those of you wondering!), and according to measurements (which can be wrong), this kiddo already weighs about 7 lbs. 2 oz! It must be that big old noggin. :)
Wednesday, January 03, 2007
Snapshots of Christmas



On Friday the 29th, we drove back to Indiana to celebrate New Years weekend with Nick's extended family. Every year we rent cabins in Brown County State Park, a much loved tradition. (Nick especially likes the fire-making). The ladies threw me a baby shower, which was very fun, and we all enjoyed time relaxing as a family.
Nick and I send our New Year's greetings and blessings to you all. And as we reflect on Christmas and look ahead to the beginning of a new year, may we remember that the greatest gift we have received is the gift of our salvation through Christ's sacrifice on the cross. There is no greater hope than knowing that we will spend eternity with Him, not by any merit on our parts, but by his saving grace alone. Only by placing faith in Jesus's atoning work on the cross are we saved from the wrath of God that we so justly deserve. And if that's not a new beginning that fills my heart with joy, I don't know what is. :)
