Sorry, I almost completely forgot. We're in a state of blissful caos
Anyways, the dr on call gave us the option to go home or stay. He said if we chose to stay and I was still contracting but not making progress by morning we could help things along. They didn't make us make the decision right away and they were really great about really making us feel like it was our decision. Ultimately with how fast my other two went, me still contracting every 5 minutes regularly and how far we live from the hospital we decided to stay. I was in early labor and I know how fast things change for me once my water breaks.
So, I took a shower and tried to sleep. My contractions actually felt like they were getting worse after the shower, but 4am came (and no sleep all night) and again no change so they started me on an IV with pitocin. I was a little bummed to have an IV, but honestly the pitocin was not bad at all. I was a little nervous about it because of everything I've heard, but it didn't make the contractions unbearable. They got closer together and a little stronger but I didn't think they were any stronger than natural contractions I've had. DH and the nurses all commented that they wouldn't even know I was in labor unless they looked at the monitors and between contractions I was in a pretty good mood. Finally at 9:55am the dr listened to me (who would've thought a woman would know what would work for her body? ) and broke my water. I think for my body that is just what kicks it into high gear. They left me to do whatever I wanted at that point and just like with my previous two that is when the contractions really took some concentration to get through . I got on the birth ball and that was enough to help me through the contractions. I asked to be checked at 11:18 because I could really feel everything intensify, I was 7.5cm at that point. I worked through the contractions on the bed with dh at that point because I didn't feel like moving and the nurse started getting everything ready (my nurse was great btw!) and at 11:47am I knew things were happening and soon, the nurse checked and I was 8.5cm. That is the point when I finally felt like I couldn't take it anymore. I asked if I could go in the shower and I guess the nurse gave dh a pretty nervous look and dh started telling me I could handle it and that I was almost done. I realized about this point that even if I wanted meds it was too late and I started crying. I laugh thinking back but I was crying real, sad tears and I'm really not quite sure why. I wasn't sad, I think I was just nervous. The nurse checked me again at 11:55 and I was 9cm but the urge to push was just SO strong that I'm pretty sure I started pushing at that point. I felt like she kept her hand in me like she was still checking me and that bugged me so I asked her to get her hand out (I guess I didn't ask that nicely though since the nurse said afterwards that she was afraid I was going to slap her, and dh said that she wasn't actually checking me but just holding my perenium as his head came out) The end was really a blur to me, I do know that the next contraction I had was at 11:57 and she checked me again and I was 10cm and pushing. She called the dr to come down at some point, not quite sure exactly when and I guess the nursery nurse heard me so she came running in just in time and he was here at 11:59am Just in time for kickoff He was my first baby that I got to deliver right to my chest and it was an experience I will never forget. There is nothing better than being the first to look into your new baby's eyes. He wasn't crying when he came out, just perfectly content and looking around. After a few minutes and trying to get him to nurse a little they cut his cord and took him to get his vitals (he was a little mucousy) and the dr casually walked in and caught the placenta I'm actually perfectly fine with that, I joked with the nurse that she was the next best thing to having my midwife there.
I have more, but I'll have to come back again, I promise it'll be alot sooner this time