Lets just say my labor was very intense and fast. And having a birth plan~useless! Nothing went according to my plan, which after it is all said and done I am not surprised!
On Thursday, June 2
nd, my due date, I woke up feeling
different. The pressure was more intense and I
just felt different. But I was not going to get my hopes up. So I went on a nice long walk and than got ready for my doctors appointment. I was very anxious for this appointment, hoping that she had some good news for me. She checked me and I was 80% effaced and still at 1 cm. She stretched me to 3 and said that my body was very much ready to have a baby. We made an appointment for me to get induced in a week, but she was very optimistic that I would not go that long. She even hinted that she would be surprised if I didn't have a baby by this weekend. I left feeling pretty good and excited! But knew that I shouldn't get my hopes up because if it didn't happen soon I knew I would of been so disappointed.
So the rest of that afternoon I kept busy, I went for another walk, talked to both moms, and after Joey got done with work we ran some errands. It was just another uncomfortable typical pregnant day for me.
But around 7pm, is when it all began.
Dinner was in the oven, Joey was in the shower, and I was cleaning up all the water on the floor from the dogs, when all of a sudden I felt a small gush of water. I dropped the mop and ran to the bathroom. I knew in my head at the time that this was different, that I had not had an accident. But it also wasn't what I had read about if you water breaks. And because I did not want to get to excited, I played it cool. I told Joey and he was like well lets just see what happens. Well, not even 15 minutes later the
contractions started. And WOW were they intense! And started off 10 minutes apart.
So, still trying to be calm, I ate a little dinner and than decided to go and take a shower. And while I was in the shower the
contractions were constant. I could not keep track of them on my contraction app I downloaded on my phone. They literally were one after another.
While I was in the shower, Joey was getting all the last minute things together. Including going over to our neighbors house to fill them in and let them know the situation as they were going to be watching the dogs for us! By the time I got out of the shower we pretty much had decided that we should go to the hospital, but it was April our neighbor who really convinced us to go!
My fear was I did not want to go and get sent back home as I heard that happens a lot,
especially at the hospital we were going to.
When we got to the hospital a little after 8, we found out that they had no beds
available. We were told to go and wait in the waiting room and that in a few minutes someone would come to talk to us. We were also told though that if my water broke or if I felt like I needed to use the rest room, that Joey should come and get someone right away. When we got to the waiting room there was another woman waiting who told us she had been waiting for over 4 hours. I just remember looking at Joey and saying that I won't make it 4 hours.
About 30 minutes passed when I finally told Joey that he needed to go and get someone because I had such strong
contractions and a super strong urge to use the bathroom. Almost immediately they found us a bed in triage. A nurse came in a checked me and said I was only at 3 cm but was going to run a test to see if my water broke. I was told that if the test came back negative that they
would send me home! Well after some time passed Joey started to get upset because I am in major pain and no one is coming to tell us anything, so he goes to get someone. And we find out that my water did break! But they had no rooms available and they just found out that a hospital 30 minutes away could take me. We were told it was up to us whether we wanted to drive or go via ambulance. Joey was like ambulance.
So again we WAIT....and all I wanted was an epidural!! But was told I could not have one until I was admitted. I was given on my lower back 4 injections of sterile water to help with my back labor, which honestly did nothing. Joey, AGAIN, went to go get a nurse to find out what was happening because I seriously needed to use the bathroom. A nurse and a midwife came in and I again was checked, now I was 5 cm. And this is when the scramble began because now I was not safe to transfer. This was also when they set up the monitor to monitor Izzy. Which was a good thing because
several times her heart rate would drop and I would have to switch positions.
So it went from me having no attention to what seemed like a million people in the small triage area we were in. I was again checked and I went from 5 cm to 9 cm and than it was an all out scramble. All trying to figure out what to do with me and the entire time I just kept asking for an epidural, which I never got! Than I was checked again and was now 9.5 cm. More scrambling and before I knew it I was being wheeled to a
delivery room and talked to by the
anthologist.
Once we got to the room where I ended up
delivering I was put into many different
positions because of Izzy's heart rate. I felt like I did a lot of pushing and I honestly believed I have never worked so hard in my life. And I remember after my first real
push that I just expected her head to be out already but that was so not the case. As I was told I had a ways to go but that I would have a baby that day. I think I ended up pushing for about 45 minutes and had NO epidural!! I honestly can't believe I did it. It was one of the most painful things I have ever been through and honestly at times I did not think I was going to be able to push her out! In the end it was all worth it though.
Izzy was born at 1:48 AM with the cord wrapped around her neck 2 times and a very tight knot in the cord. She was also very pale with a bluish tint to her. Joey was able to cut the cord but it was done so fast and I remember one of the
NICU people yelling, "if dad is going to cut he needs to do it now!" And as soon as the cord was cut she was taken. I did not get to see her or hold her until probably 45 minutes after she was born. I was able to hold her for about a minute before they took her to the
NICU to run some tests and monitor her for awhile. Overall, she was in the
NICU for about 3.5 hours. Which was pretty much the entire time it took them to stitch and clean me up! When we finally got to our room, we were told that she was on her way down to us! And she has been with us ever since!
At the time it seemed like everything was taking forever but in the end it really was a very short time and it did go by fast. And I am so glad it went by fast because I honestly don't think I would of been able to handle it otherwise.
Joey was absolutely amazing and super supportive! I could not of done it without him and his yelling to motivate me! The nursing staff was also amazing as they kept me calm and really out of the blue as far as what was all going on with Izzy. Had I known what I all know now I think I would of been a basket case!
In the end, we were blessed with a beautiful little girl who is just so amazing. Everyday I look at her and I am amazed first that she was in me and second that we made her! Truly a miracle and one of the best gifts God can give anyone!
Same outfit only now she is 1.5 months!
The changing table and the rocker!! And the super cute T-shirt sign from Jessie!! Thanks!
