So it only took me 3 weeks to finally get the chance to write this up!
By the time July 30th rolled around I had been sleeping on the couch for about a week because I just couldn't get comfortable in my bed. I woke up about 2:30am with some cramps but they seemed to go away, so back to sleep I went. I woke up again around 6:30 having to use the bathroom. When I wiped the T-P was pink, so (having been checking every time anyway) I checked the toilet and had my Show. I laid back down on the couch with light PMS cramps and decided to try and get some more sleep. I finally woke up around 8 and DH was getting ready to head to work. Of course I told him about it but said to go to work since it could be hours or days still. Right after he left I texted my SIL and best friend who both just had their second babies to see if they'd had their Show, and if so, how long after did they go into labor. BF said she did that same day. So of course I got excited. I called my mom to tell her about it and to be prepared to hopefully make the 3 1/2 hour drive up to our house in the near future.
All morning I had what felt like PMS cramps, but they were all over the place! I might have 2-3 in a half hour, then nothing for an hour. I kept in contact with my mom all day to be able to tell her what was going on. She decided today would definitely be the day, so she left work at 1 to go home, take her dog to a friends to watch and get her bags...didn't leave for our house until 3. DS normally had a park district class at 1pm, but I decide to skip it because i was just feeling icky. About 1pm I decided to start timing the "cramps". They weren't painful, just starting to come more often. But they still weren't real consistant. 20 mins apart, 7 mins, 17, 9...just all over. About 2:30 I decided to drink a glass of water and lay down on my side for a bit. then things really picked up.
I laid there for 10 mins and had 2 contractions nearly on top of each other. When I got up they continued and were constantly 5-7 minutes apart, so I called DH and said it was time to come home so we could go to the hospital (of course that's when he told me he still hadn't packed HIS bag!). So I threw a few shorts and tshirts into a bag for him and made DS use the potty and pick out what stuffed toy he was taking to sleep with at his cousin's house. DH was home about 3 and as we're making sure everything is in the car DS screams from his carseat he had to poop! GO FIGURE!! Finally about 3:15 we hit the road..and traffic. The good news is that SIL lives in the same town as the hospital, the bad news is that it's a 40 minute drive without traffic AND she couldn't meet us at the hospital because her car only fits 2 carseats (her 2 boys), so we had to stop there.
By the time we made it to SIL house (about an hour later...so 4:15ish) the contractions were 3-4 minutes apart. Luckily DH had called SIL from the car when we were about 2 blocks away, so she was waiting outside and grabbed DS and his bag so we didn't even have to put the car in park. He blew me a kiss from the window and made me promise to call before he want to bed at 9.
by 4:30 DH was dropping me off at the ER door. I made my way in while he parked the car. Now doesn't it figure there's a line 5 people deep waiting in the Er to be admitted. I knew I didn't actually go through admission there, they just call up to L&D who come get me and we do it all up there. Except the stupid receptionist kept telling me to wait my turn in line! Even when I said please just call L&D. I couldn't hardly stand during contractions, let alone talk! Luckily by the time DH finally made it in was the same time a Dr came out and called up for me before reprimanding the woman who kept telling me to wait my turn.
Finally we were up on the L&D floor! Except all but one of the rooms were full, and the open one was still being cleaned! Talk about a busy day there. One nurse wanted them to have me wait in the L&D triage area until they could move me over and start my admission process. Luckily one nurse said to sit me by the door of the one being cleaned so that I got into it since I seemed to be laboring so quickly. That nurse was a godsend! I got into the room less than 3 minutes later and her first question, after checking dilation (5 Centimeters), was do you want an epidural (yes!). So she contacted the anthistisiologist first to let him know they would need him before he took off into a C-Section. Then she had another nurse give me my IV while she processed my admission.
I was officially admitted to the hospital at 5:15pm...my mom walked in the door as the nurse was leaving from it! Remember she left her house at 3, and it's a 3 hour drive, part of it at Chicago rush hour, and made it up to L&D. I still don't want to know how fast she drove! I got my epi before 5:30 and things went really smooth sailing from there. I turned on the Olympics and we just watched and goofed around. I was checked basically every hour and moved up almost 2 centimeters every time (6pm, 7cm; 7pm, almost 9cm; 8pm, 10cm!)
When the docotr checked me at 8pm I was 10 cm with just a tiny lip that would receed with the contractions. It was time to deliver! So while she was getting ready and the room set up the nurse told me to give a practice push. I did, only to be stopped by the doctor! Both mom and DH went sheet white like something was wrong. DH kept pressing her about it and she finally said, the head was coming out and she wasn't quite ready to catch! When I finally got the OK to push it took 1 push that (seemed forever to me) DH said when we counted in his head lasted less than 10 seconds!
Drake Alexander was born at 8:11pm 6lbs 2oz, 17 inches! APGARS were 9 & 9.
So far we are doing pretty good at home. DS1 absolutely adores his brother and wants to hold him all the time.
We are struggling with nursing just because my milk still isn't producing well. The LC came and weighed before and after and he's only getting .5oz! So I have to uses and SNS (supplemental nursing system) for a few days until it comes up. They gave me a prescription for domperidone and hopefully that will help. I've been trying fenugreek and all that with no luck, so here's hoping! Other than that he's doing really good! DH goes back to work Monday, definitely going to miss having him home all day helping with DS1. And DS1 starts preschool on Wednesday, so that will free up a little time for me.
On another note, Happy Birthday to me! I officially fit into my first pair of pre-preggo shorts! Nevermind they were a size to big to begin with...I'm still happy about it!
Introducing Drake Alexander, minutes old!
All cleaned up.
Meeting big brother the first time.