Carson Thomas was born on Wednesday, November 28, 2007 at 3:06 am. He weighed 7 pounds 11 ounces and was 19 inches long.
The whole story started the Monday before. You all probably read the news journal about me falling in the bathroom. Everything checked out fine at the doctor's office that day. That night, Drew and I had a good evening. We played a couple of board games and watched Elf. It was really nice. We went to bed that night, and I woke up at about 2:45 am to go to the bathroom. I layed back down, and at about 3:30 am, I woke up to this warm gush of fluid. I said to Drew, "Woah! I think my water just broke! Either that, or I just peed my pants." Drew loves to tell everyone how I told him. He thought it was hilarious! So I get up and go to the bathroom. I was soaked!! More fluid just kept coming out. Drew got up, and was all frazzled. I told him he better pack his bag, because we had to get to the hospital. He asked if he could take a shower first, and I told him to make it fast! So while Drew was in the shower, I came upstairs to update everyone on what just happend. We were so excited! We just knew this was it. So a little after 4:00 am, we headed out the door to go to the hospital. Drew wanted to stop and get gas, because he was almost empty, but we had enough to get to the hospital, so I told him no more delays! On our way to the hospital, we almost hit a deer! We were on the interstate, and a deer almost jumped out into the road. Drew swerved left and the deer turned and went back the other way. Thank God! That was something that we didn't need at all! Can you imagine?
So we get to the hospital, and they confirmed that it was my water that broke. They got me into a room at about 4:45 am. We had the nicest room in all of labor and delivery! We had the greatest view of the city and the river. The sunrise was gorgeous. We got a few pictures of it. Back to the story! I wasn't feeling any pain with my contractions at first. I was still having them, like I have been for the past 3 months, but no pain. My midwife, Nancy, wanted me up and walking around so I could get my labor going without any pitocin. So I got the lovely mesh panties on with the mondo pads so I wouldn't leak all over the floor. I was mighty uncomfortable! We took a few laps around the hallways, and then went back to the room. I loved rocking in the rocking chair. It sure was nice to have the movement. I started to feel my contractions now. I had a little bit of pain with them, but it wasn't anything that I couldn't handle. At about 10:00 am, I decided to take a walk around that hallways again. At this point, I was feeling the need to stop when I had a contraction. Still nothing that I couldn't handle though. A little while after that, I was checked and I hadn't changed since I got there. That was pretty discouraging. I was pretty bummed out after that. I swore that I had some change. I stayed in the bed for a while after that. A few hours later, I was checked again, and I was up to 4 cm dialated. I was a little more encouraged. At this point, I was starting to think about the epidural. The contractions were starting to get more painful, and I was sure I wasn't going to be able to make it all the way without one. So I talked to the nurse, and let her know what I was thinking. I didn't want the epidural right then, because I didn't want to stop my labor and have to get the pitocin. After a couple more hours, I was checked again, and I was up to a 6. Okay, it was time for the epidural. I was past the halfway mark. I told the nurse I wanted it, and she called Nancy. Nancy said no! I was really dissapointed. My contractions were really getting strong, and I was starting to suffer from exhaustion. I didn't get a full night's sleep, and hadn't had anything to eat since dinner the night before. I was running out of energy! Nancy told them to get out the birthing ball and have me labor on that for a while. The ball was nice, but it still didn't help me relax. I just kept asking for the epidural. I was starting to get pretty impatient. I climbed back into bed, and finally, Nancy agreed to give me the IV narcotics. That really helped me relax, and actually sleep in between the contractions, but, of course, it wasn't enough to stop the pain. It took the edge off a bit, but it was still pretty painful. Once the first dose started to wear off, I was asking for the epidural again. Still, Nancy said no, but let me have another dose of narcotics. Again, I was able to relax, but it didn't help as much as the first time. I was starting to get a little mad by this point. In my opinion, it was my body, and I should be able to go through my labor the way that I wanted. I told the nurse this, and she really pulled through for me. She talked Nancy into letting me get the epidural at that point. I was still only 6 cm dialated, but I really needed it. I was definately to that point where I was saying that I wanted to give up.
So I recieved the epidural, and I was all smiles after that! I couldn't feel any of the contractions, but I definately felt the pressure of the baby moving down. It really helped me relax a lot. I didn't realize just how much I was holding back, and not letting my labor progress as it should have. After I got the epidural, I went from a 6 to an 8 in a half hour! Things were picking up now! I was so glad that I got the epidural when it was finally time to push. I was feeling the pressure, and I couldn't even imagine what it would be like with the pain as well! At around 1:00 am on Wednesday, it was time for me to start pushing. They called Nancy, and had her come out to the hospital. The nurse and Drew got me started with the pushing phase. Drew was so involved with the birth. I am so proud of him. I couldn't feel my legs, so Drew had to hold the left and the nurse held the right while I was pushing. Things were going great at first. I was making quite a bit of progress. I got to a point though, where things kind of stalled. They had me in many different positions to get the baby to come down more. This was the only drawback to my epidural. I couldn't feel to really push him out quickly. Eventually, Nancy told them to turn off my epidural, and it really helped me out. After 2 1/2 hours of pushing, Carson made his way into the world almost 24 hours after it all began. He was crying before he even was all the way out! Such a healthy baby! I was able to hold him for a little while, while they examined me. I just stared at how beautiful he was. Drew was able to cut the cord, and they took him over the the warmers after a little bit to clean him off and assess him. They gave him back to me, and we attempted breastfeeding. He didn't latch on, but at least he was rooting around. I just couldn't believe what had just happend. I was in awe!
With all the hard times through this pregnancy, what I went through was totally worth it!