I’ll start with January 3, 2010, Sunday night. Call it a gut feeling, mother’s instinct, or just luck, but I somehow knew that Monday, the 4th of January would be Jenna’s birthday. Around 9:00 p.m. as usual, I started to try and get some sleep which was becoming harder

Last Belly Picture
and harder as I got BIGGER and BIGGER. Instead of sleeping in my bed with Tucker, I resorted to the guest bedroom as I often did while pregnant. I would sleep in the guest room because I had the bed ALL TO MYSELF which was much needed, but I also felt the need to let Tucker get as much sleep as he could and with me tossing and turning and getting up and down 50 MILLION times to empty my bladder I knew he couldn’t get a good nights sleep. On this night though things were a little different, not only could I not sleep because of comfort, I also couldn’t sleep because of the excitement and the unknown about the next day. Apparently, I had rubbed off on Tucker a bit as well because down the hall in our bedroom, he didn’t sleep a wink either. So instead of being awake together, we both struggled for that minute of rest alone in separate rooms.
Fast forward to the next morning, Monday, January 4, 2010….. Tucker left for the pool to swim off some anxiety around 5:30 and by the time he came home (around 6:45) he KNEW that I was serious when I said TODAY is the day because I was already in the shower and my bags were packed and by the door and our appointment wasn’t until 9:00. *Just a little side note, I was NEVER on time for an appointment in the morning because I was always trying to get that extra minute of sleep. We arrived at Dr. Evans’ office EARLY and as we were waiting to be called back, I informed my mom that today was the day. Both Tucker and my mom told me I was wrong and to just wait and see what Dr. Evans’ had to say. Shortly after this conversation we were called back and sure enough my blood pressure was super high (150/105). Dr. Evans was not comfortable with me waiting any longer. I was 37 weeks that day and Jenna was considered full term. The chances of me waiting any longer would do nothing but cause me to have preeclampsia. When Dr. Evans said that today was the day, Tucker about fell over and turned as white as a ghost with a million questions and my mom was frantic with shock. I quickly looked over at both of them and said “I told you so”!!!!!!!
Now that we knew for sure that today was the day, there were a few more issues that we had to go over. First of all, Jenna was still breech. She was what you call frank breech, which is where her head and feet were up by my ribs and her butt was low. In other words instead of head down, Jenna was butt down. After an ultrasound confirming that she was still in the same position we discussed a few different options. First option was to go over to the hospital and go directly into a c-section. Second option was to go to the hospital and try an ECV (External Cephalic Version) which is basically trying to turn Jenna in the right direction so that we could then be induced to have a normal vaginal delivery. The problem with option two was that even if we were able to turn Jenna it could make for a LONG labor and in the end she may still have to be delivered via c-section. I had already thought and talked about both options to EVERYONE and I knew going in that I would like to try the ECV for the hopes of having a normal delivery. The operating room was already booked for noon so we were not going to be able to check into the hospital until 4:00 p.m. We had to have the operating room open in case something went wrong during the ECV or in case the ECV didn’t work.
From the doctor’s appointment, we went to my mom’s house to get a little work done and from there we went to lunch, oh wait, Tucker went to lunch and I watched him. I was not allowed to have anything to eat which was PURE TORTURE!!! I was so hungry I wanted to punch someone in the face for their food, no really, I was STARVING! I don’t do well when I am hungry and can’t eat!
Just ask my family or my poor husband. So anyway, from Moe’s Southwest Grill we decided to go to Barnes and Noble. This whole time I was having contractions, none that were painful, but they were a little uncomfortable. Anyone that asked, “What in the world are you doing shopping and walking around when about to have a baby in a matter of hours?” my answer was, “What else am I supposed to do, I am not going to be comfortable no matter what I do so why not do something that might help take my mind off things”. In the meantime at Mimi’s house the vacuum cleaner was going and the monogramming machine was humming. Since Jenna was 3 weeks early Mimi had to
move fast to get her outfit and hat to come home in ready. Don’t ask me about the vacuum cleaner, I think she was working off some nervous energy. After Barnes and Noble we went back to my parents house and Tucker actually got in a 45 minute nap while I chatted with Will and watched my mom continue to clean and burn energy. At 3:30 p.m. my mom, Tucker and myself decided to head towards Thomas Hospital. Around 4:00 we were checked in and ready to go. Here is where it gets good!
Approximately 4:30 p.m. my IV was in place and an epidural was put in. They didn’t dose my epidural because we didn’t know what route we were going to take, but it was there for
whatever we decided to do. At this time we were also checking my blood pressure every few minutes. It was getting higher and higher so it was the right call to have Jenna that day! (I believe the highest it got was 160/108) I also had some protein in my urine which is another sign that preeclampsia was on it’s way.
Approximately 4:45 p.m. my mom had to leave the room, Tucker was the only one allowed in during the ECV. Dr. Evans was starting the turning process and let’s just say this, it is NOT fun. At first, it’s a little push here, a little push there and then it’s like “WHAT?”. Keep in
mind Tucker is watching all of this. At first I see his eyes get real big and he is saying “Whoa” until the nurse tells him that we don’t need his comments. haha! When the pain is getting bad and I am actually going in and out of consciousness I hear the nurse say “Are you okay?, Sit down!”. The whole time she is saying this I am thinking, I am sitting, I am actually laying down, what do you want me to do?
Then I realize, she isn’t talking to me, she is talking to Tucker. Apparently, Tucker is having sympathy pains because before I knew it he was on the ground with his head between his knees as the nurses put alcohol under his nose and force orange juice down his throat. Now, I wasn’t able to see all of this because I am still being worked on, but I notice all the commotion. Tucker is no longer allowed to stand and he is now in charge of the volume control of Jenna’s heartbeat. *Quick Note about Tucker, he DOES NOT do well in medical situations. At the site of needles he hits the ground. The nurses and doctors knew this and every time they had to do ANYTHING that involved a needle they asked him to go behind the curtain. Dr. Evans has now tried to turn Jenna for about 20-30 minutes and there is NO such luck. She moved a tiny bit but was just not having it. We tried one more time even though pain wise I was ready to say STOP! I was still holding on to the dream of having a normal vaginal birth with Tucker and my mom in the room with tears of joy and excitement while holding my baby girl the minute she was delivered. Well, that plan was out of sight because due to Jenna not turning (we actually lost her heartbeat for a few seconds) and my blood pressure rising, c-section was going to be the way of delivery.
Approximately 5:20 p.m. we just waited and waited for the anesthesiologist to come back and administer my medicine through the epidural. During this time, Tucker went and informed my mom to call my dad, Will and the rest of the family to come on because we are having this baby tonight! Tucker called his family and from there we just waited for my medicine. While Tucker was informing everyone, I was introduced to Dr. Roh. He was going to assist Dr. Evans with the c-section. The neat thing about Dr. Roh is that he delivered me 27 years ago.
Approximately 5:45 p.m. I was taken across the hall to the operating room and was set up for my c-section. This was a VERY emotional time for me. I wasn’t having the delivery I imagined and among all the nurses and doctors I had no idea where Tucker was. Dr.
Evans was GREAT about making sure I felt safe and reassured me that I was in good hands.
Approximately 6:00 p.m. they brought Tucker in and sat him on the stool beside me and gave him strict instructions to stay put.
He took a picture of his view (a.k.a the sheet in front of him). I wanted to see the whole thing so the nice nurse that was in charge of staying by my head to make sure I was okay shot a few pictures for me. He got a few good ones of Jenna when she first came out. I had NO idea what to expect with a c-section. I always thought, they just cut you open grabbed the baby and sewed you up. Boy was I wrong. They actually have to push the baby out and being that she was breech they had to push a
little harder. Tucker said that he would see Dr. Roh jump above the sheet onto my chest as he was pushing her out and you CAN feel this. The epidural is only from about half of your stomach and down so I felt every push. I kept thinking the whole operation would be a matter of seconds, but it wasn’t. I would hear okay we have a hip, now we have another hip, now we have a shoulder, now another, all the while I am thinking how long does it take!
Now I say this and it really didn’t take a very long time, but in my mind it was taking an eternity. I remember when they said she was out and
all I could think about was why can’t I hear her crying. It only took a matter of seconds and the sweet sound of her wail came and will forever be in my mind. The emotions that I had at this moment were indescribable!
On January 4, 2010, 6:37 p.m. Jenna Hughes Shaver was born. She was 6lbs 7oz and was 19.5 inches long. She was absolutely beautiful and healthy and more than I could have ever asked for. She was PERFECT! I have never loved Tucker as much as I did when I saw the tears of joy in his eyes. As he was looking at Jenna he looked
back at me with a smile that said it all. From that moment I knew that she had her daddy wrapped around her little fingers. After she was born and wrapped up they let me see her for what seemed like a split second before they took her to the nursery. Tucker followed. As they stapled me together and made sure I was stable, all I could think about was seeing baby Jenna again. (*Tucker, my mom, and I all guessed how big Jenna would be and Tucker nailed it right on the head. Mom and I both guessed 6lbs 4oz or less)
I could write a book about what they don’t tell you about giving birth. I had the shakes so bad after giving birth that I thought I would shake right through the bed and to the ground. Naturally I kept asking for Jenna, but until I was stable and able to hold her (obviously I wouldn’t be able to while shaking as much as I was) and until they were able to get all of her tests done as well as cleaning her up a bit I had to WAIT and that might have been the hardest part so far. It was about an hour, maybe longer before Tucker walked through the door with Jenna in his arms and with the BIGGEST smile I have EVER seen. He was so proud to bring me our daughter, he didn’t want to let her go. He was a Jenna hog for sure! Meeting my daughter was the best feeling I’ve ever had. I felt like I should pinch myself over and over to make sure this wasn’t a dream. Like I said before she was beautiful and so perfect. Soon after, they allowed my family and Tucker’s family to come in and see her. It’s amazing how much Jenna was already loved before she was even aware she was in this world. Everyone was so proud.
Our family was only allowed to stay for a little while (20 minutes or so) before they shipped them out. They had to monitor my blood pressure before they decided on whether or not I would be put in an after birth room. Within hours my blood pressure was in an “out of danger” range and I was able to go into a normal room. As my doctor says, I just had to get rid of the parasite (a.k.a. Jenna) growing inside of me!
With a c-section you have to stay in the hospital a little longer than with a normal vaginal birth. Being at Thomas Hospital (a.k.a Eastern Shore Spa and Wellness Center as Tucker called it) was awesome, we didn’t mind the extra days we had to stay for they treated us like royalty and made us feel completely comfortable. What’s not to love when they give you
medicine to sleep at night along with pain killers to take any pain you might have away and they take care of the baby while you sleep. This was GREAT. We also had so many visitors that at one time my nurse told me I had to get some rest. It meant so much to us to see everyone that came by. Thank you for those of you that were able to come and visit.
Giving birth to a child is one of the greatest things in this world. They are truly one of God’s sweet miracles. I don’t know how anyone that has children could not believe in God because having a baby is pure proof that he exists. God is GREAT! Jenna is the love or our life and we couldn’t be happier to have her here with us.
We look forward as we start this journey as parents to the prettiest baby girl I’ve ever laid eyes on! WE LOVE YOU JENNA!!
A few more pictures of that day:
Hearing Jenna cry for the first time!

Trying to stretch out her legs since she was breech.

In the nursery with our favorite nursery nurse, Pat.

An excited family! We have NO idea who the lady in the background is.



