Mikaela’s Birth Story


It’s about time I share Mikaela’s birth story with all of you.  It was a completely different experience from Aleksandar’s birth. The day I went into labor with Aleksandar was a beautiful Sunday morning. The sun was shining, birds were chirping (at least I think they were if I could have heard them over my labor cries). He came a whole 2 weeks early making his way into this world on Mother’s Day. Mikaela, on the other hand, took her time. She liked being in my belly and wasn’t quite ready to come out and greet the world just yet. My mom flew into town 2 weeks before our expected due date incase Mikaela decided to grace us with her presence a little early like her brother did.  But as I neared my due date my doctor worried that she was growing very big and at a rapid pace. I really wanted to deliver her naturally, like I had Aleksandar, so in order to speed up the process my mom and I bundled up (it was smack in the middle of Winter) and walked laps around the park, walked up and down stairs, she gave me back rubs and infinite words of encouragement.  But, nothing seemed to speed things up.  When I went in for my weekly check up my OB suggested we induce.  As much as I had tried to postpone the induction it seemed inevitable that this would be the way Mikaela would be welcomed into this world.  I made peace with it…

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The morning of the induction I was so nervous.  I of course had already gone through this all but knowing that I was about to be induced made my head spin.  That morning we dropped Aleksandar off at school and made our way to the hospital.  Once we got there it all came back to me. The smell of the labor unit, the friendly but busy nurses scouring about taking care of all the new mamas, the doctors making their rounds, and the tired yet elated faces of women being wheeled to their rooms after hours of pulling off the world’s greatest miracle.  While the hubby and I were in the waiting room filling out paper work we could hear the screeching sounds of a women laboring.  The nurses must have read the terror in my face and reassuringly told me “not to worry”.  My throat was in a knot.  Once my Doctor arrived I was already changed into my scrubs and ready for what the next couple of hours would  consist of.  Which was: having my water broken (very painful),  labor pains and contractions (super painful), followed by unsuccessfully trying to labor without any epidural (bummer).  To be quite honest,  after 3 hours of laboring with contractions coming in at 140 (the average “bad” contraction comes in at 100 just to give you an idea) with them lasting 2-3 minutes (average contraction lasts 30 seconds), I was more than okay to wave the white flag and practically begged for the meds.  I thought I was going to pass out from the pain!  Next time (if there is a next time…that’s still up for debate), I will ask for the epidural right away and not wait.  On a busy day in the labor unit getting an epidural can take hours!  Once I got the epidural everything was all butterflies and rainbows.  I went from 3 centimeters dilated to 6 centimeters to 10 centimeters dilated in a matter of minutes.  The epidermal helped to relax my body and get me ready to push.  The pushing is such an enormous moment; filled with a vast array of emotions.  I was met with such desperation to meet our new little one and hold her tiny body in my arms, kiss her face and tell her how much she was already loved.  Simultaneously, I was filled to the brim with exhaustion.  The anticipation of meeting my baby girl almost gave me super human powers; somehow finding the energy to pull through and keep going.  Just knowing what would be at the end of all the commotion made every cry, every tear, every worry, every bit of angst and pain more than worth it.




Finally after 5 hours of laboring Mikaela Grayce was born at 3:27pm, weighing 8 pounds 9 ounces, measuring 20 3/4 inches.  Her dimples, pink skin, light blue(ish)-gray eyes, calm demeanor, stoic presence stole my heart; she was the most beautiful thing I had ever seen. I wondered how I’d love another human as much as I did Aleksandar. I quickly realized that the love need not be shared but it instead grew enough for both my children.  Its really that incredible. Aleksandar was immediately drawn to his baby sister. He loved her from the moment he laid eyes on her.  A fantastic bond was birthed that day, not just between mother and child, father and daughter but also between brother and sister.  It warms my heart to see how much he truly loves her.


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