Part one (and some backtracking)
Actually started a few days beforehand.At my appointment Friday 17th baby girl was measuring large, and I was 2cm dilated. Let me add HOT, TIRED and ready to meet my baby. I was going to
The plan was that I would be induce monday, If I didn't go into labor sooner.
Sunday came around and our monday induction was looking like a plan. Kevin and I decided to go out for one last
night afternoon out, that way we could come home clean, get some rest and head to the hospital early. However I felt sick, I couldn't eat or get comfortable. Thinking that I was just nervous but just wanting to be sure, Kevin called my OB (who happened to be on call that night but not on monday)
She told us to just check in to the hospital. If nothing at all we could rest that night and start bright and early with the induction!
It was around 7:30 when we arrived and since we where non emergency we just took our time getting checked in. I remember feeling sick and uncomfortable, but nothing worse than the nauseousness I felt at the beginning of pregnancy. As soon as the nurse got all my monitors hooked up she mentioned that I was contracting every eight minutes!?!
I had not felt anything so far! Then she showed us on the monitor, sure enough you could still see the rise and fall of my contractions. Then she said that we might have a baby tonight. Kevin called his mom and my nanny just incase But I was still hesitant because I had yet to actually feel any contraction.
In the hour and a half it took for my Nanny to arrive I was checked, 3cm, and my contractions were steadily about 7 minutes or so. (also during this time my doctor explained that for some women contractions don't get strong until after their water breaks)
It was going fairly easy during this time. Mostly I was tired of getting up to pee (IV fluids) and I was grumpy that everyone else could eat but me :)
While getting checked My water broke, (Remembering what the doctor had just told me) the very first thing out of my mouth was; I want an epidural! Thankfully the anesthesiologist was right there and I was just dilated enough to get one. I never felt a single contraction the entire labor. Although I felt enough pressure (definitely not any pain) to know when my belly was tightening.
Unfortunately the epidural slowed my contractions down so they started me on pitocin, also by this time (around 3am) we, my nanny and kevin included, were very tired. So they gave me something to help me sleep. (nanny and Kevin not included. sorry guys!)
At some point that morning family started to show up, I am not sure what time or who showed up. I do remember one moment we are all laughing and joking, then I made the comment: I feel like I need to poop and all the moms in the room start moving and calling for the nurses! HA!
Everyone clears out except Kevin and my nanny. The nurse then tells me that we are going to try some practice pushes to get her into position and when we are ready the doctor will come in. Once we are ready she tells me to push/starts counting but stops halfway and screams for me to stop pushing. While yelling at someone to call the doctor. * I start crying, My nanny is crying, Kevin... crying*
More rushing around, Doctor comes in and I finish my push. She is here and healthy. Little one just couldn't wait two more pushes.
(I didn't know it then but the doctor never had time to put gloves on)
I Become mom:
April 20th 2009
(saying to my nanny don't cry, that will make me cry)