Kamille Reed Kohlman
born on Thursday September 29, 2016 at 6:26 A.M. right as the sunrise began to shine through our hospital window.
Kamille came three weeks early weighing at 5 lbs 10 oz and 19 inches long. I developed preclampsia (high blood pressure) in just 2 short days after a routine weekly OB appointment. This came as a shock to me because I've NEVER had a high blood pressure reading and my pregnancy has been nothing short of easy and perfectly normal. Preclampsia created me to go into preterm labor. This was my bodies way of trying to rid all the toxins; in which my placenta was its first priority. Meaning bub coming first.
I started with what I thought were Braxton Hicks contractions during a final session with a client of mine on Wednesday around 3:00 p.m. I could hardly make it through my clients two hour session and ended it early. I came home and anxiously waited until Daniel came home at 6;00 p.m. from work. The pain continued and worsened throughout the evening and by 10:00 p.m. I had Daniel time them, They were 1 minute in duration every 5 minutes, Honestly we did research (and by research i mean google) and tried to figure out what differentiated braxton hicks pain from the real thing. I was convinced by this point that this was for real. (Daniel kept telling me I was too early and it shall pass HA). From 10 p.m. until 2:00 a.m. time flew by and my pain was nearly unbearable, I had Daniel call my OB and we headed to the hospital,..with nothing. Not the packed baby bag or any of our music, essential oils or other items we had in the "birth plan". Persistently, Daniel thought I wasn't going into labor. Little did he know, upon arriving to the hospital (thankfully we live less than a mile away) the doctor checked my cervix and I was 4 cm dialated! She said, "well you're havin a baby tonight". Daniel's face was priceless. While Daniel tried calling my grandmother 50+ times and his mother, the nurses asked me if I had a birth plan and what I planned for the pain. I had planned on having an all natural birth and I wanted both my grandmother and mother in law there (unfortunately things happened so fast and so unexpected; with family living about an hour away, they weren't able to be there). The nurses tried starting an I.V. in both arms in 4 different areas and were having no success; I faintly remember them saying I would be sent to ICU if they did not achieve getting the I.V. I then got into the jacoozie tub. This not only eased some of the pain but also opened up my veins a bit. The doctor called in a nurse who can get newborns I.v's started and she finally got mine. The contractions worsened with every round, I told the nurses I wanted to push, my body was telling me to, They kept telling me to wait and they checked my cervix again. I went from 4 cm to 8 cm dialated in just ONE HOUR. I know; crazy right. I couldn't take the pain anymore; I gave in and asked for the epidural for the pain. The anesthesiologist said "I had barely any time", It was the most blurry time in that room. Managing my contractions, trying not to push and having Daniel and two nurses stabilizing me to not move while the needle entered my spine. From there; everything was relaxed. I felt pressure but no cramping. I had my best friend enter the room just before the doctor had me start pushing. She dropped her purse and grabbed a leg. With Daniel on one side and her on the other; I pushed for 40 minutes and she was here!
In the end; everyone has their own story and I am proud of mine. I labored for maybe 4 hours. For first time pregnancies, that is no time at all!
I don't feel regret for using the epidural. I don't feel sadness that my birth plan was no where to be found because everything happened for a reason. She's here. She's here more perfect than ever imagined,
I cannot even put the experience into words. When such perfection gets placed onto your chest for that initial skin to skin contact. Those first few minutes of emotion gratitude and awe are unimaginable. My life really changed in the blink of an eye; I feel like I have really felt a miracle before my own eyes. My life, meaning, soul all comes back to her; just her.
Because of Kamille being a premie bub; they kept us in the hospital for 48 hours, Nurses monitored her temperature, heart rate and blood sugar, This means nurses would prick her foot before every feed. I breast fed her strictly every two hours whether not she was sleeping. I would pump in between, to not only give her extra colostrum through a small feeding tube while I breastfed but to also rush my milk to come in. My main focus was for her to not loose weight those first 24 hours; although it's more than normal. Luckily she only dropped from 5lbs 10 0z to 5 lbs 3 oz and back up to 5lbs 8 oz in 48 hours.
Because of Kamille being under 6 lbs, the hospital required her to have a "car seat test". She was hooked up to a monitor to record her heart rate for 90 minutes while in her car seat. She passed with flying colors,
We got to come home! Saturday October 1, 2016 at 4:00 p.m.
Photo Edits: Heather Hamilton