Well, since no one asked for it and I've been wanting to share it, I thought I'd post it. So, here is a brief ( ha ha! Its not) overview of bringing David into the world. But first to the anonymous commenter on the previous post. As for pictures of baby and mom, I only have two. The first one the nurse was pushing on my stomach. Not very attractive. Second one is nice. I have no good excuse for not posting it. So, here they are.
I love hearing birth stories and I love sharing mine. So, now for the story that apparently everyone is wanting to have told to them. Sadly I was induced, but Ben still drove us to the hospital as if I really were in labor.
10:00 a.m. the penicillin is started, I'm checked dilated to a 3.5 and 70% effaced, and we're told the oxytocin will be started at 1:00 p.m. I tested postive for group B strep and because of how fast I went with Mikayla (two and a half hours) and because of the CDC recommendations of a minimum of two doses during labor I had to have antibiotics for hours before they started my labor.
10:30 a.m. Ben leaves. He did put in a stupid movie for me to watch (Forces of Nature). That only added to my boredom.
12:45 p.m. Ben shows up and we walk the hospital halls until one.
1:15ish The oxytocin is finally started and I began to have contractions immediately. We're told that my second dose of penicillin will come at two and they will break my water then. Ben and I figured we'd have a baby by four at the latest. Boy, were we wrong.
2:00 p.m. I get the second dose and then my hand and wrist started feeling like they were burning. Worse pain so far and it just kept getting worse and spreading up my arm. I finally say something and they diluted the penicillin, but had to increase the I.V. flow into my hand. This caused my hand to swell and my ring finger went red. I couldn't remove my ring so I dealt with the pain (dumb idea because around 10:00 p.m. I broke and told Ben. I desperately wanted it off. Thankfully Ben got it off without dislocating my finger, but it sure was bruised).
2:30 p.m. still waiting for my water to get broken. Contractions are coming every 1 to 2 minutes apart. I've heard that labor is harder and more painful when induced with oxytocin or pitocin, but I wouldn't know if that were true or not. Perhaps I'll check with my best friend Google.
3:00 p.m. Still waiting. Feeling very jealous of other women who go into labor on their own. And through all of this so far (labor) Thomas (our office help) kept calling and needing Ben (I understand him needing help) and when Ben wasn't on the phone he was occasionally checking things online (very annoyed with this). At some point he also left to go get something to eat.
3:35 p.m. I caved and got the epidural. It didn't numb me, it just took the edge off of the contractions. And up to this point our baby kept kicking the monitors off. He just would not stop moving. Him stretching out made the contractions more painful. The nurse was constantly moving the monitors and pushing on my stomach trying to get decent readings.
3:45ish My mom and Aunt Jane show up to visit! I was so excited. Up to now I was bored and miserable.
4:30 p.m. Finally I get my water broken. I'm checked again and still dilated to a 3.5 and 70% effaced. Nothing had changed. I never have any progress until my water is broken. And that includes my two other labors. So, I will never have an exciting birth story or it seems even a birth story that people will care to ask about.
5:30ish Jane leaves and my dad shows up to take my mom on a date. They leave shortly.
6:00 p.m. start feeling pressure and find out that the baby is coming down the canal.
6:35 p.m. start pushing. After pushing through two contractions I lose it and start saying, "I can't do this". The doctor and nurse are like there's the head, you can do this. I'm looking in the mirror and see no head. All those stories of women pushing for hours start going through my head and I'm like, "oh great". I push through another contraction, while Ben tells the doctor that both our girls can out first contraction (which is very true).
6:59 p.m. The very next contraction my body shot the baby out. I didn't even push. He came out so fast that the doctor barely had time to unwrap the cord from around his neck and catch the baby. To me it looked like a very awkward catch.
6:59 p.m. We had a baby boy!
I have enjoyed all the visit and gifts we've recieved. Thank you all for celebrating his birth with us!
We are so excited to have a boy join our family. Ben loves his girls, but he is incredibly proud to have an heir for his name. We love having David as part of our family!
