So Friday I hand lunch with my best friend and her family. (Which I am so excited they are moving down close to me!) Then later my mom and I went shopping. I know I should have rested more but it's me. No way. I did however relax the rest of the night. Mainly due to butterflies. I was having a bitter sweet moment. I want the time to come but waiting for it felt more like your waiting for your number to be called sort of feeling. But I realize I was going to miss being pregnant! Silly!
At 11:30 my mom came and got me where I was trying to sleep. We arrived at the hospital at exactly midnight. We got all checked in and changed. I was in a different room that over looked Silverdale and the mountains in the distance. It was very nice. I got all settled in and hooked up. The I.V. took a bit to get in. They tried and failed twice. Guess third time is the charm for sure. After being hooked up I was told about cervadil. I thought they kept saying Silverdale! It was something to go in me with a long string to help me dilate. It was to be in there for 12 hours. My mom soon left because nothing was going to happen that night and if it did she was only five minutes away.
They gave me some morphine and some sort of sleeping drug to help me sleep. It did quite the opposite actually. I was so very loopy! I was aware of every though, muscle movement, sounds with being in this lethargic state. Mom waited to leave until I was asleep which I though I was about to but that is how I was the whole night. So note to self, say no to that cocktail if offered again.
The next morning, despite a yummy breakfast, nothing really happened. Mom arrived about 9am and we just hung out till the nurse came in to check the cervadil and see how far along I was. Yeah. No surprise but I still was not even dilated! But, I was soft enough they could still start me on the pitocin! Yay.
So, at 2 o'clock pm on Saturday they started the inducement. It was strange feeling but they started low doses to work their way up. So I spent the rest of the day just hanging out. Around 6:45 pm I was laying there feeling like I had to pee. Now, getting up and using the bathroom was a challenge and so we decided to wait for the shift change and have the nurse help me with all the hookups and cords. But at one point I was like "man, I don't think I can wait." Then bam! I felt um... embarrassed. I called out to my mom "I think I just peed myself!" I couldn't stop it and so I was like "wait, I think my water just broke!" Oh no! Here it was 7 pm, shift change and not only that they were all in room 1 because of an emergency and here I had no idea what exactly was happening! Few minutes later the nurse came in and sure enough my water had broke so she helped me into the bathroom. No shame at that point.
My Dr. came in at one point that night happy to hear that it had broken because she was preparing to break it for me. For the first time I did something on my own! Yay. But that is when the major contractions started to happen. Wow. They mentioned the epidural. I was good for a while but by 10pm I was very much ready for it! It was crazy feeling getting it put in but after I felt relieved. I slept very well that night.
At 3:30 am Sunday morning though the nurse came in to check my cervix. I was only 1cm dilated! I was like "Are you kidding me?!" They even upped the dose of the pitocin. I felt like I was going to be in labor forever!
I slept for a bit longer and then I was awake around 7 with the next shift change. This is where the nurse Jenica came in. I liked her. I told her I felt different and I felt more pressure down there. She checked my cervix. I was 6cm dilated! FINALLY! I then told her I felt like I had to push. She clapped her hands and said "yay" and then told me NOT to push! I wasn't ready yet. Oh my goodness. That was when the fun really began.
Do you know how hard it is to hold something in? Yeah felt impossible. The one thing that kept running in my mind was "I am going to die if I have to go the whole day like this!" Everyone was excited but the dr was still convinced it was going to be a bit before I was ready to deliver. Jenica was awesome and she kept check my cervix. I was so close. So very close. Finally by 9pm I told her I couldn't not push anymore. So it began. I still wasn't all the way open but we got it to be. It got more intense and I lost sense of time. My dr. was called in and a bunch of other nurses and so the finale was definitely there. It was incredible. My mom was there and got to see the entire thing. They kept telling me to push and push and push and then DON'T PUSH! My baby was born Sunday May 29th, 2011 and 11:11am.
Amazing. The feeling was incredible. My little girl was finally here. My mom got to cut the umbilical chord. Then she was handed to me and she just sweetly looked up at me. I wasn't sure what the feeling I felt at that moment but I realized yesterday it was a feeling of familiarity. It was like I wanted to say "there you are. I've missed you." Like we were connected again. There she was, my little Naomi. Yeah. I cried. Mom cried. The nurse asked my dr if everything was okay and she just said she was just watching us. It was a very special moment. However, I joked five minutes later about how I could do it again.
They took her to clean her while I got stitched up. My first stitches ever! It really hurt actually. But luckily the tear wasn't that bad. My mom was there to help the nurses with the baby and got to put on her diaper.
She was weighed and measured. She was 7lbs 8oz and was 20" long. Still amazed that she was inside of me at that size! She was then placed back into my arms and she just quietly stared at each other. She is so beautiful. I've never been filled with so much happiness and love. At one point a nurse came in and looked at her and very sweetly said "she's a special girl." I wanted to say "you have no idea." I don't remember who it was or what made her say it but it is true. She is a very special girl.
We got to stay in the hospital for a few days. At one point it got scary because she spit up some brown stuff and choked on and it turned blue. I was panicking but I felt peace. I knew all would be okay. But they took her and monitored her. She just has excess stuff in her tummy still. But needless to say I still keep an ever close watch on her. I got many visits from some great friends. But definitely when Tuesday came I was very ready to go home.
Here are some pictures of the event.
This was right after she came out and got her umbilical cut. Yeah. I was crying.
Getting cleaned up.
Grandma putting on her first diaper.
All clean! Found her finger. She was born with a tight frenulum. Got it clipped Wednesday.
This is me getting stitched up! I had to concentrate.
After she was all cleaned and weighed.
Monday. One full day old.
Two Days Old. GOING HOME!
Two Days Old. GOING HOME!
That was Carlita. She was one of our favorite nurses. She was hilarious!
Getting the lojack off so we can take her out!
At Home. Three days old.
Four Days Old.
She is such a beautiful girl! I've been waiting to hear your story, so glad you posted it! Enjoy every minute of her, they grow up way too fast.
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