We are so excited and proud to announce the arrival of our sweet little Maeva Jeannette Hopkinson! Her middle name is supposed to be Jeanette (one 'n' because it's my mom's middle name) but apparently Jake misspelled it on the birth certificate, so there you have it! Maeva was born April 5, 2012, weighed 8 lbs 2 oz, and was 21 inches long. I know, I know I am a little late for the blog announcement (she's almost 2 weeks old!!), but things have been busy around here!
Birth story:
I apologize about all of the detail, I just don't want to forget anything about this day.
Since nothing else seemed to get me into labor, we scheduled to be induced 8 days from my due date. The hospital was supposed to call me between 5 and 10 Wednesday evening so they could give me a pill to start softening my cervix to prepare me for pitocin the following morning. We waited and waited and played card games and waited... The phone call finally came! The nurse, however, did not have good news for us. She let me know that they were out of room that night and they might have to set me back another day. Something about having to save beds for people actually IN labor... Can you believe that?? Selfish laboring women. So we were once again very disappointed, but we weren't too surprised because Maeva was just having too much fun keeping us in suspense. Mom and Jake scolded me a little for being a pushover so when they called again I made Jake talk to them- he's a lot more persuasive than I am. He worked his magic and before we knew it we were on our way to the hospital! We headed in around 11:00 pm on April 4th.
It turns out that the pill (yeah, I have no idea what it's called...) did the trick. Around 3:00 am on April 5th I began real labor. I was in a lot of pain, but I was grateful for it because it meant it was FINALLY happening! Before they knew I was going into labor they gave me a sleeping pill so I could get some rest before it got too bad. Bad idea. Yeah, I slept some, but I was still waking up to the pain and having to pee. I couldn't walk to the bathroom because I was so shaky and sick. Apparently I was pretty out of it, too. I thought I knew what was going on, but now that night is pretty much a blur. The baby's heart rate wasn't looking the best, so they put me on oxygen.

My contractions began to come so close together and each time I would have one the baby would become stressed. They were worried that the baby wasn't getting enough time between contractions to rest. Although I had planned to have a natural birth, we decided to get an epidural to help slow down the contractions and of course to help with the intense pain I was experiencing (By the way, I don't remember being in THAT much pain. I just remember being extremely weak and shaky and feeling like my ribs were broken. But like I said, I don't remember much about that night).
As we were waiting for the Anesthesiologist my water broke! I remember that. As I was sitting up to get the epidural more water splashed out... and more... and more. All over the floor, my nurse, and Jake. The nurse was so surprised about how much water I had.
I slept a little more once the epidural kicked in. By the time I woke up I had a new nurse who was amazing. She was concerned that the baby was stressed because the cord might be wrapped around her neck and thought she might be posterior. She started helping me change positions every 5 minutes or so to help her move further along. My right leg was completely dead so she had to move it for me.
At 8:00 I was dilated to a 5, making good progress. Around 8:30 am I sent Jake to get breakfast. He hadn't been feeling well, and I didn't want him to go passing out on me or anything. At 8:45 my nurse decided to check me again. I was surprised when she said, "Wow, ok, you are fully dilated and we are going to start pushing in 15 minutes!" That came a lot quicker than I was expecting! I knew Jake wouldn't be much longer, but part of me worried that he would miss it.
He came in a couple of minutes later and I casually told him what was happening. He was so excited but still had to eat something. In his haste he spilled most of his food. The nurse came in and helped me do some practice pushes. Since Maeva was posterior and possibly had the cord wrapped around her neck they wanted to get her out quick. They brought in the vacuum extractor and gave me an episiotomy (I still tore further by the way- big baby+small mommy=3rd degree tear). I had 4 nurses, the doctor and Jake all cheering me on as I pushed. In about 3 rounds of pushes Maeva arrived at 9:34 am.
I was able to hold her for a moment while Jake cut the cord, but since she was struggling to breath, they took her across the room to help her. They brought her to me for a couple of more minutes before they rushed her off to the neo-natal care center. Jake stayed with her for about 2 hours until we all met up again in my recovery room.
I just wanted to hold her and snuggle her and look at her perfect little face. After the nurses did a few more things to me (catheter, checking vitals, etc) I finally got my wish. Jake and I are so smitten by this sweet little lady. I am so grateful that although she had a traumatic entrance into the world, she is healthy and happy. We never even imagined how much we could love her.
After a couple of more uncomfortable nights at the hospital, we finally got to bring her home!
(Above) Mima (Jake's mom) made and sent Maeva this adorable blanket.
(Below) Grandma Orton helped so much while she was here. We are so grateful for all she did!
Maeva, we are so happy to have you in our lives. We have experienced so much joy and love since you have been here. We cherish every moment we have with you. We can't take our eyes off of you because of how beautiful and happy you are. I am excited to watch you learn and grow, but please don't grow too fast.
We love you so much, Maeva.
Love, Mom and Dad