Friday April 11, 2014
After a great day of just my mom and I and relaxing for baby to come we loaded up and headed to the softball field to watch a little bit of my little sisters game before going in for induction. We got some burritos for dinner so I don't go in starving (I knew this was going to possibly be a long process.
Just before we left the game I wanted to take a picture with my daddy.
I'm 38 weeks and 5 days in this picture. Super swollen. And I look all belly. My legs look tiny!!
We got to the hospital, registered, and got settled into the L&D room. My mom and best friend rode with me (well my mom drove) and my mother in law came soon after. E was working until 8pm, but we weren't worried because Doc wasn't going to come in until then anyway.
E and Doc walked in just minutes apart. Doc talked about a few different game plans. He checked me and I was at a 1/1.5. But I was a solid metal door (0% effaced. So he started with a pill. With a second dose at 3 am.
Since nothing was going on everyone left except E and we got some rest.
Saturday morning Doc came in about 10 am. I was barely at a 2/2.5 and still a solid metal door. So Doc decided on a catheter balloon filled with water that he tied to my leg. At that point some pretty strong contractions started (at least at that moment I thought they were) and I was given a shot (morphine I think, I don't really remember what meds I was given) and I slept all day Saturday. Though I smelt my family bringing in McDonalds I didn't care I was so sleepy.
I woke about 5ish and I was starving. My sister was visiting and she snuck me a little granola bar. I love her. I also found out that during my sleep at about noon the Doc said to start Pitocin. I'm guessing those contractions weren't that bad cause I never felt them. But the nurses said I was having some good ones.
Doc came back in that evening around 8ish. before he checked me he asked if the balloon had fallen out. I told him I didn't know because I hadn't gotten out of bed in a few hours. So he went to check me and he laughed saying the balloon was just sitting on the bed and I was officially at a 4.
He took me off the Pit, let me shower and let E go get me dinner. Then he told me I could walk for an hour and then we would start the Pit back at 11pm. And that is exactly what we did. Dinner was McDonalds, but it was the yummiest ever lol. While I was eating some old friends from when I worked at the PD back in 2008/09 came to visit with me. It was so nice because I haven't seen them since.
Then at 11 pm we went back to bed.
At 3 am the nurse came in the check me, I was at a 4.5 and I was 75% effaced. She made me get up and potty and then she dropped the feet of my bed to let gravity work in our favor. After about 20 minutes the pain was a little unbearable so I called the nurse in to ask for a second shot. She said I could get the epidural if I wanted it so I said to go ahead and call the guy but while I wait I'll take some meds.
At that point I texted my mom and my best friend to come. I knew it was fixing to be go time.
The nurse kept coming in and told me that she was still trying to get ahold of the anesthesiologist but he wasn't answering.
At 5 am I had a horrible pain. It felt like my belly was stretching so much it was going to burst, my mom was at my side, E was sleeping on the couch, and my friend was at the foot of the bed. I loudly said OMG what is that, then we heard the POP and then I yelled "that was my water." If you ask my mom there was a bad word in there also ha oops it hurt!
E jumped up, threw the bed together and his shoes on and started pacing. My friend ran to get the nurses. The came in and flipped me like a whale to change the bedding.
The guy still hadn't answered his phone. Mind you the nurse called at 3 and it was now about 530. The contractions started to get way way worse. My mom rubbed my back perfectly. My friend wiped my face with a cool rag. And the poor nurse was so stressed about the guy not answering.
I kept saying "I'm going to hit him when he gets here. I'm going to hit him hard." The nurse would laugh a little but she couldn't much because I was in so much pain and she couldn't do anything for me.
The guy finally answered his phone. It was now 710am and he got there about 730. He made everyone except E get out and he just stood there while the nurse held me as he poked my back. He poked me three times before he finally got it in the right spot. I was so mad but I felt so much better I couldn't hit him. He left, and as he walked out the nurse caught him and laid into him for not answering. Which then we found out he was drunk. He knew I went in on Friday and he just assumed I already had the baby cause he hadn't heard anything. Lovely right?
Doc came in about 8ish sometime, checked me and I was at an 8. A little bit later he came back in and I was fully dilated, 100% effaced, and the baby's head was at a -1. He let me labor down for about 2 hours before he came in and we started pushing.
I pushed for an hour. Baby was born at 11:58 am on April 13, 2014.
She weighed 6 pounds 15 ounces and was 20.5 inches long.
She had a little bit of honey blonde hair on the top of her head and her eyes were blue. She was so alert just watching everyone. She didn't cry when she got her shots or poked. She held tight to her daddy's fingers. She would lift her head just a bit to look around. When she and I finally got to try to nurse she latched perfectly and had zero issues.
The moment she came out. I felt a rush of empty. She was no longer a part of me.
But she did have the cord around her neck and she was blue. I later found that during the pushing she and I started to stress. But we made it!!
The moment Doc put her on my chest. I couldn't believe it. She was finally here.
E was so in love.
Daddy's first time holding his little girl.
Gramma got to hold her next.
Then my best friend who took all these pictures for me.
Her first picture of just her. She is a beauty.
She was back in my arms. I just love her.
Daddy holding baby on day 2. She loved him from the start and his music.
My absolute favorite picture of her. She looks like me so much in this picture. She was so peaceful and happy and calm.
Holding on tight to daddy's hand.
We were finally able to go home. My mom and Mother in law were to there.
As well as my best friend. E had to work and was getting home later that night.
Baby we are free to go home and grow together.
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