In February 2022, my husband and I had the privilege of welcoming our second baby into this crazy world.
She arrived, and it was love at first sight!
Arriving on February 16, 2022 at 8:06 am, 8 pounds 15 oz and 20.5 inches, our little ball of love is absolutely perfect. Weighing in at almost a pound heavier than her sister Noelle at birth, Baby Georgie was the answer to my prayers.
The story behind the name: Georganne Denise Eggers Shedd
Georganne was named after my grandmother, Georganne Eggers. Grandma Georgie was a powerhouse of a woman! She was the type of woman who introduced herself and welcomed strangers at church, insisted on always having a few extra seats at the dinner table for people who did not have a family to eat with, and the type of woman who rarely took no for an answer. She was a feminist before feminism was a thing. To put in plainly, Grandma Georgie was the type of woman who made the world a kinder, better place, but also wasn’t afraid to speak up for herself–the kind of woman I hope my daughters become.
When Taylor and I married in March of 2019, Georganne flew to Hawaii to celebrate with us and joked that we extended her life by a year by giving her something so special to look forward to. We took an unexpected positive pregnancy test the morning of her funeral, and knew that this baby would be the perfect way to honor her legacy.
Denise: Taylor’s Mom’s middle name, as well as the name of one of our very close family friends who was our officiant at our wedding
Eggers: My maiden name that Taylor and I added as middle names when we got married
Shedd: Our last name
Her arrival into this world was much anticipated, but I know birth stories aren’t for everyone. You can find Georgie’s Birth Story below the photos, but I won’t be offended if you decide to skip it. You can also find Noelle’s birth story here.
I struggled to take Noelle’s newborn photos myself, because every time I got near her, she woke up! I read later that newborns can smell their mother’s milk, and decided that with baby #2 we would hire a professional.
Before I share Georgie’s newborn photos, I want to give a shout out to my 18 month old daughter, Noelle. Noelle is the dream older sibling! She already loves Georgie so much and constantly brings her toys and wants to pat her belly and touch Georgie’s toes. Although I know this sweetness won’t last forever, I’m so thankful they will always have each other as a built in best friend.
Georganne’s Birth Story
I have come to accept that I am not someone who enjoys pregnancy. I’m constantly nauseous, which is a difficult state to be in for an extended amount of time. Nonetheless, I LOVE babies, and going through this uncomfortable process was more than worth it. I also struggled with anxiety throughout this pregnancy. I was constantly wondering if the baby in my belly was okay. With the help of therapy, meditation, prayer, and my neighbor’s doppler machine, I impatiently made it through the 40.5 weeks.
I spent every day from 36 weeks on drinking the tea, eating the dates, and following almost every old-wives-tale that is supposed to help induce labor. Shout out to all you wonderful couples who adventured with me as I waddled around their weddings! Nothing budged this baby, and answering “no baby” over and over throughout the day had me avoiding my phone and all communication. By the time my 40 week appointment came around on February 14, I was mentally ready to be induced and meet our Valentine’s Day baby. My midwives gave me the green light, and we ended up calling the hospital every 12 hours to see if there was an empty room for us. It took 2 days to fit us in! Finally, at 9pm on Tuesday, February 15, there was a room for us. We jumped in the car, not hurrying, but full of anticipation.
I was induced at 41 weeks with my first born, Noelle, and in an effort to go into labor naturally with Georgie, I had my membranes stripped multiple times. They say that having your membranes stripped gives you a 50% chance of going into labor within 48 hours. Although it didn’t work for me, I was pleasantly surprised to check into the hospital and find out I was already 3cm dilated! My body was starting to go into labor on it’s own!
In an effort to help it along, I was started slowly on Pitocin (artificial oxytocin that encourages stronger contractions and labor). From 11pm to 4am, my Pitocin was increased, but I could barely feel any contractions unless I was moving around. I was getting discouraged and tired. When my midwife checked me at 4:30am I had only dilated half a centimeter more! My midwife also brought in an ultrasound machine because she couldn’t tell if she was feeling the baby’s head or bottom–it was so squishy! Thankfully, baby was head down and it was time to get her out!
I’m a big believer in manifestations and the power of our thoughts. I knew that if I was discouraged, then labor would take even longer. My midwife suggested we trust my body again. I gave birth once, it can do it again! So at 3.5 cm she broke my water and we trusted that my body would kick into action! I got in the tub to try and relax to let my body do it’s thing. It was so calming for me to hear the baby’s heartbeat on the monitor, so I focused on that and the real contractions started!
My water was broke at 4:30 pm and by 8:06 am, baby Georgie was here! Those fourish hours were a bit of a blur for me because things really progressed quickly! My contractions were intense and coming closer and closer together. It was harder to relax through each wave. Thankfully, Taylor was there to press on my back and give me the words of encouragement when I needed them. I got to a point where I was uncomfortable and ready for drugs. As I had asked him to before labor, Taylor helped me through without drugs and reminded me that meant the baby was almost here! Sure enough, within 30 minutes of that moment of doubt, I had a contraction that left me no choice but to push. It was such a good and necessary feeling!
Georgie’s head came out in one push! Her shoulders, on the other hand, got stuck for a second and needed a second push. Feeling the baby move through me was one of the coolest things I’ve ever experienced. It was also the most motivating thing I’ve ever experienced! At 8:06 am, everyone shouted with joy, “It’s a girl” as I laid down on the bed and got to hold her for the first time. I was instantly in love with her squishy face and chubby body. She was so squishy that the midwife thought she was feeling her bottom when she was really just feeling a very healthy baby head. Every time I look at her, I feel so proud of what my body accomplished! It truly is a miracle.
My mom’s cousin’s daughter is the head nurse in the labor and delivery department at PVH. She stopped into the room to say hello as I was pushing and got sprayed as Georgie entered this world with force! A family memory we will laugh about for years to come.
I’ll share more of our little family later on when we get more used to being a family of 4. For now, we are all working on adjusting, healing, and finding our new rhythm with our beautiful baby girls. There’s not a day that goes by that I don’t get teary eyed with happy tears–so thankful and so in love.