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DS Joshua 3/2006
DS Kevin 8/2007
Ooooh! How exciting!!! Let's see here...
My husband, Nick, and I met in 2001 at a youth retreat. We didn't start dating for quite a while after that. We mostly were good friends. Our first date was prom.
In Nov. of 2002 Nick left to serve a mission for our church (the church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints--aka Mormons) I left for college in summer of 2003 out here in UT.
when he returned (Dec of 2004) we started dating again and found that we meshed even better than before! We were engaged in March of 2005 and married in May 2005.
About 3 months after we got married we decided the time was right to start trying for a baby. We conceived that cycle. I had a great pregnancy. No problems, I LOVED being pregnant. Until 33 weeks. I ended up in the L&D for ptl. They stopped it. They did the fetal fibronectin test (which came up negative) and sent me home with no restrictions other than "take it easy" since she wasn't coming. 2 weeks later, to the day, I woke up and lost my mucus plug with some bloody show. I went back to bed and woke two hours later with more bleeding...on my way to get my phone to call and I felt more leakage, so I headed to the bathroom and my water broke. (From my journal
I decided to go to the bathroom first and clean myself up a bit. Well, on the way to the bathroom my pants were suddenly all wet. So, I ran to the bathroom and sat on the pot. It kept leaking and leaking. That's when I realized my water must've broken. I called to Nick and he was all excited. I wasn't sure whether to laugh or cry. A sudden wave of fear over came me.
As I sat there I didn't know what to do! I knew I couldn't go to the hospital without my pants but how was I going to get up off the toilet when I wouldnt' stop leaking! So, I calmed down and put on a pad. Then I started to calm down some more and think a little more reasonably. I started telling Nick what needed to be done. I told him to call our parents and tell them and I started trying to gather things together. I grabbed some clothes and things and we headed to the hospital.
We got into the room at about 10:30 and got settled in. They checked and sure enough, my water had broken.
My contractions were coming fairly normal at this point. I really couldn't feel them much, though. At about 11:30 The nurse, Penni, checked me. She said I was 3-4 cm dialated and 80% effaced. I tried to ask her questions...infact more than just that once but she wasn't really informative and she wasn't really friendly either.
At around Noon my contractions started to get a LOT worse. I had started feeling them sometime before this but they were really getting bad. I was soo scared of an epidural though so I just kept ignoring them.
Around 12:45 I said I wanted the epidural. I couldn't handle it anymore. (let me add here...they scared me into thinking that if I didn't get the epi I would have to be put under because my chances for a c-sec were high at this point (WHY???) and that if I didn't get it now I wouldn't be able to later)
Kira and Chris showed up around 1. At 1:40 the epidural was in.
After that everything was great. I was able to focus on relaxing and prepping for delivery. It slowed down the contractions and so they put me on some pitocin.
At 2:30 I was 4-5 cm dialated and 90% effaced. Almost halfway! I mostly talked with Kira, while Nick and Chris did their thing with computers.
We watched some Seinfeld stand-up comedy thingy. I fell asleep during it and got a much needed nap. It was just chilling and having a good time until...
6:30 I was checked and was 6-7 cm dialated and 100% effaced. This is where I started to freak out. I have no idea why...but I was sooo afraid of pushing. I was afraid it would be painful. I was afraid I would hurt her. I was afraid of having a c-section. I was just scared out of my mind. I started to shake all over.
At 7 the nurses switched and I got the sweeeeetest Nurse in the world. Her name is Vickie. She answered all my silly questions and calmed me so much.
At 8:40 she checked me and I was 9 (maybe more) cm dialated. but my cervix was still posterior. So, it was looking like I might have a possible c-section. They upped the pitocin to try to get more effective contractions and put in an internal monitor becuase Madisen's heart rate kept dropping after each contraction. They also put oxygen on me. That seemed to help and Madisen's heart rate went back to normal.
At 9:15 I started to feel pressure. She checked me and said I was almost 10 cm. I just had a little "lip" left on my cervix. She said we would start to push at 10.
At this point (after the nurse left) I started crying. I told Nick I couldn't do it. I was soo scared. Nick and I had a very private and sweet moment where he comforted me. I was still scared but felt like as long as Nick was there it would be ok.
At 10 we said "adios" to Chris and Kira as they went to the waiting room and we started getting ready for "pushing time"
After the first contraction of pushing I wasn't scared anymore. I had a new goal and an end in site. But after the next couple pushes I was losing hope. I couldn't feel the contractions, I wasn't pushing effectively and it was looking more like a c-section.
Then, the nurse started to see her head. Just a tiny bit, but that was all the hope I needed. Nick saw it and his encouragement lead me to do the best pushing I have ever done in my life. That was at 10:30.(This is where I started to feel the contractions too...I was able to tell when to push before the nurse told me) At 10:50 she called the doctor in and so c-section was at almost 0 possibility!!!!
Nick was sooooo good. He was so encouraging. The nurse was great too, but without Nick's sweet words of encouragement and praise after each push I don't think I could've done it.
At 11:01 Madisen Rayanne Rodgers was born. She didn't cry at first and it freaked me out. They sucked out some stuff in her mouth and then the tears came.
I started laughing and crying. "That's my daughter!" I exclaimed. "I'm a mom!!!"
Nick was able to cut the umbilical cord but then they had to take her off to the nursery since she was premature.
I was able to take a quick look but then they had to stitch me up. I had to have an episiotomy. I was too little and my cervix still wasn't quite right.
They stitched me up while Nick and Madisen were at the nursery getting taken care of.
After thy stitched me, I delivered the placenta...I almost asked to see it until I rememberd the advice from someone off of the pregnancy board I go to....
Nick then came in with Madisen and I was able to hold her.
She's 19.75" long and 6 lbs 8 oz. Her apgars were 8 and 9. She's precious and beautiful.
She had no rooting reflex and couldn't suck on anything but one kind of bottle for quite some time (gerber comfort latch) So, I didn't end up breast feeding. I pumped for a month but PPD was rough and I decided that pumping wasn't the option for me at that time.
When Madisen was 6 months old we went to San Diego. There we decided we wanted to start TTC for number 2 in Jan. We weren't careful enough (i guess) with our condom usage and got pregnant (SURPRISE!) in Nov. And here I am due in Aug.
My pregnancy started out WAY Differently. I actually dreamt that I was pregnant and decided to take a test the day my period was due, for kicks and giggles. At around 8 weeks all my m/s (which was not bad at all...i didn't throw up ONCE) faded. At 10 weeks there was spotting (red blood) so i went in for an u/s. My placenta was low. But by 19 weeks it had risen and we found out I was having a BOY!
I have been in the L&D several times since July 1st, being monitored for ptl. I've been having regular and irregular contrax. several times. Once was for a UTI the rest no body knows. So, they had me "take it easy" (which this time they defined and it was pretty much bed rest) until 36 weeks. Now I'm still have irregular contrax but nothing considered "labor"
I'm in pain a lot...not sure when i'm supposed to know it's "the real thing"
At my last appt i was measuring 2.5-3 cm and 50 percent effaced. Last night I lost a huge chunk of my mucus plug and then a smaller chunk in the middle of the night. No blood, though. Don't t hink it means much.
I'm just really crampy (typical) today...
So now that you have my life's novel.....thanks for the welcome and my new lodge
Hey Britta, It's great to see you over here! Congrats on your lodge. I'm so thrilled that you've made it this far and he didn't decide to come early too.
Jade, momma to Ariana 5/23/06 and Trystan 9/28/10