should we have a new thread also listing just arrivals? or could we put them in this post (if you're up to it?)
I could turn the EDD list into an arrivals thread as they 'transform' :P
Then i'd better get crackin!
My May 07 BB did it differently.. this is why i never assume.
Well, we went in on Monday (1-19-09) at midnight to start the induction. When we got to the hospital they said, "Did the manager not call you? You're suppose to be here at 5am." I said, "No, no one called me. But I have to have 2 rounds of antibiotics, so I have to be here at midnight." Finally, they got everything straightened out (the orders were written, but not where they usually were at) and we got up the L&D at 1am. When we walked in I was immediately at ease because one of the nurses i worked with in the ER was working L&D that night, so i knew she would help us out if we needed anything.
My nurse came in immediately (loved her) and started my IV. She used a little shot of lidocaine to numb my hand (tiny burn) and i didn't feel the IV at all. It was great She started my first dose of antibiotics at 1:30am, with a bag of LR and asked if i needed something to help me sleep. Nah, I was exhausted, i didn't need any help... well, i got about an hour that night. She started the next dose at 5am.
She said the doctor wanted the pitocin started with the 2nd dose of antibiotics I was expecting to have to wait until the doctor did her rounds to start anything. So, at 5am she checked me and I was 4cm dialated. Yay! Throughout the next couple of hours, my contractions were getting stronger.
At 9am, the morning nurse asked if i wanted my epidural yet ( i had to sign up for it in advance). I looked at DH and he shook his head yes I agreed, I had felt contractions long enough, it wasn't fun anymore. So the nurse checked me again before the epi, and I was 5cm. So i got my epi, ugh, weirdest feeling ever. My legs got hot, tingly, and heavy so i knew it was working. Pretty soon though, I realized that the right side of my body was EXTREMELY numb, but i could feel contractions on the left side. She also broke my water after my epidural, and i flooded the place, LOL.
At 10:30, the nurse came in to check me again and i was 10cm. WHAT?? I didn't even really have time to enjoy my epidural!!! She said well, I'm going to call the doctor now. So the dr came over and we started pushing. I still had a small anterior lip of cervix but she thought i could push through it. Well, since I couldnt feel anything, I couldn't push through it. So the dr said she would come back in an hour and we would try again.
So, at noon my Dr came back. The lip was almost gone. I told them, "Alright, I'm not playing around this time. I mean business!" After about 10 minutes of pushing, Mason was born. She put him on my belly, DH got to cut the cord. It was absolutely perfect. His apgar's were 8 and 9. I had no tearing, and no episiotomy.
The only thing that has bothered me has been my tailbone, but it was broken before. He has been a great baby, but we are having some BF'ing issues. He has a bottle after we nurse, i guess he is a little piggy.
Mason Barrett G*****
Wednesday January 21
I got up and there was blood in my mucus, I spent the morning in L&D and at the end of the day was told I had lost my mucus plug and to come in Sunday morning for another exam at the hospital with my OB. All bleeding cleared up by Thursday morning.
Sunday January 25
10:00 AM - I showed up at the hospital and checked in, they promptly sent me to a birthing room and told me to change into the hospital robes then hooked me up to monitors. Baby was sounding great, I was not contracting but my blood pressure which was high for the past 6 weeks sky rocketed 150/105. Two things would be done to get my BP in check, first I was given heart medicine and second my water would be broken so I could have the baby and get my BP in control.
1:00 PM - My doctor was very busy so it took him till this time to break my water, he determined that I was 3cm and 25% effaced. I was then instructed to walk around to try and start labor, during 3 hours of walking I started having alot of contractions close together, I couldn't walk one circle of the hall without having to stop. I was getting tired.
4:00 PM - I laid down for a bit and got something light to eat, I was feeling horrible. All contractions stopped, so I decided it was time to walk some more, I walked for another hour but couldn't do it anymore, and the contractions weren't coming back.
5:00 PM - I was checked again, still 3cm but I was now 75% effaced, I really felt like I wasn't progressing, and I was really tired of walking. My doctor and I determined that I would be given pitocin to speed things up but he had to attend another delivery first.
8:00 PM - My nurse, started setting everything up, filled out paperwork and went over protocols, checking to see if I wanted any drugs, we decided to play it by ear, as things progressed.
9:00 PM - Pitocin was started, and almost instantly it started working I was feeling contractions, every one hurt pretty bad, but they got worse as the hour wore on.
9:45 PM - I was asking for a Demerol, so the nurse checked me I was 5cm and fully effaced, I couldn't have any drugs because I would be delivering soon, so the doctor recommended Nitrixoxide. Didn't like the hazy feeling it left me with for a few moments but it helped me through the pain.
10:00 PM - I felt alot of pressure in my vaginal region, and sure enough I was fully dialated! The doctors and nurses rushed about getting everything ready.
10:15 PM - After two good pushes, my baby girl Natalie entered the world.
Natalie Rose - Shortly after birth
Mom & Baby - Shortly after birth
Dana (DD1) & Natalie (DD2) - One day after birth
* Amanda *
Well I've finally decided to sit down and type up the story of Liam's Birth:
As some of you may recall I was starting to head towards Preeclamsia so the drs decided an induction was the best route for us before it got to that point.
So after my 24 hour urine drop, the dr called me at 3:30 Wednesday and said he'd meet me at the hospital at 6:30am to break my water the next day. I was exactly 38 weeks.
Once we arrived at the hospital bright and early the dr finally got there around 7, which was perfect timing because the nurse got my IV in and all the questioning done.
He broke my water which was nice and clear and checked me, I was having minor contractions and they started the pitocin at 2. I was still between 2-3 and about 90% effaced.
I have to add that the water breaking was TOTALLY not what I was expecting. I was expecting ONE gush and that'd be it. Little did I know that I'd have to lay there with the water coming out in small and big gushes with any movement--big or small. The nurse had to constantly change the pad and sheets under me. It was GROSS. Definitely the worst of the induction.
At around 10:30 I got the epidural (which I was deathly afraid of due to a bad experience with a spinal tap I had a few years back). The epidural went in smoothly. While it took awhile for me to get to that "feel great" stage, the pressure was much better than the pain and it was very tolerable.
Things continued to progress at the same pace, every thing was good.
Around 4, I was 8cm and a thin lip of cervix was there, my dr and nurse kept coming in and whispering and leaving and coming back.
I didn't know what was happening so I finally asked the nurse. She said the babies heart rate was decelarrating and instead of coming right back after the contraction was over it was staying low (70s-80s) for a minute or two. The drs said the baby wasn't tolerating the labor and an emergency c-section must be done.
I was crying. A c-section was my worst fear. I wanted my dh and my mom to experience the birth and with a c-section they wouldn't be able to. I know it was selfish, but I just felt robbed of the whole birthing experience, first being induced and second now a c-section.
So they took out the internal monitors (heart rate and contractions) and I got the stronger epi for the c-section. Every thing else was disconnected and as I was being wheeled out (literally) I heard my drs arguing in the hallway with another man. I asked the nurse what was going on and she said my dr booked the OR but another dr said his case was more severe.
A few mins later the dr came in and explained since my LOs heart rate stablized after the pitocin was pulled he went ahead and let the other lady go ahead of me. It was supposed to be 25 minutes and ended up being an hour. When the dr came in to say it was time I asked him to check me again just in case because I was feeling a lot more pressure. He did, and sure enough the baby had dropped from -2 station to 0 so I was almost ready, plus I was a good 9cm. They agreed to start the pitocin again and see what happened but warned me if the heart rate dropped it would be no option, a c-section would be done STAT.
At this time it had been two and a half hours since the c-section epi had been placed and it was wearing off fast. I was feeling every contraction. They put in another order for the anethes. While I was waiting for her to come back up, I felt this urge to use the bathroom. I was literally convinced I had to go #2. I know this is a common sign of labor, but I didn't go the bathroom before my induction or the day before (nerves!) and was convinced I just REALLY had to go to the bathroom. The nurses wouldn't give me a bed pan and just said GO we'll change you if needed but we're sure it's the baby. I wasn't convinced and started to just try to go and the nurses said see it was just the pressure of the baby. So at 7pm, I began to push. At 7:15 the nurse said she'd call the dr that I was beginning to crown. She said he was 5 mins away and would be here and ready within 10 mins. LORD was this horrible. She stopped me from pusing and it was torture. I just wanted, no I NEEDED, I HAD to push!!!!! But the nurse wouldn't let me. At 7:40 the dr walked in and I screamed (well said loudly), "I'm pushing NOW." He laughed and told me to have at it. I pushed with the next contraction (forgot to mention, I never did get another dose of epi so I was feeling it ALL). And as the dr was suiting and scrubbing up, all of a sudden I felt a release of pressure and my dh hit the dr on his arm yelling, "Hey his head's coming out, he's gonna fall out". The dr. laughed, turned around and I pushed one last time and out he came.
I don't think the dr. thought my DH was literally speaking, but I guess he was because according to my mom and DH it was like as soon as the dr put his hands up I pushed and my baby was out. Amazing.
SO, that's the birth story...
17 3/4 inches (hospital measured him at 18.5 but ped. measured him at that and I did too)
APGAR 8, 9, 10 (yayy!)
My baby burrito
My first good look, don't mind the tears---
Getting ready to go home--didn't like all the clothes he had to wear, lol
Saturday I was feeling pretty good at 36w3d. Spent most of the day outside (beautiful day in the low 70's and sunny) priming some shelves for the baby's room with lots of breaks in between. DH went to Houston to drop off his mustang at a shop to get it running. He got home and went and picked us up some catfish dinners. We ate. I took a shower and used the bathroom and found the mucous plug. Went back to just relaxing on the couch and watching "Under the Tuscan Sun" on TV. Right before 9pm I got up to use the bathroom and felt a small leak. Thought I'd peed on my self.
Took a few more steps and I was soaked. DH is sitting right in front of me and I go my water broke. He says "just don't stand there" I'm like I don't want it to get all over. Get me a towel. He does. I go to the bathroom and he brings my cell phone to call the doctor. I find I have some bloody show now. Nurse on call returns the call and says to go to the hospital. We start getting things loaded into the truck. Car seat not installed yet, my bag and the baby's bag both packed, except we forgot my meds since they couldn't be packed a head. DH packs stuff for a couple of days and off we go. I sit on a towel and wearing a mega sized pad (should have used a diaper). We get to the hospital an hour and a half later, me leaking all the way up to the L&D. We get there and puts us in a room and says they need to check that I didn't just pee on myself. I'm sure I didn't and they say we still have to check. Yup membranes ruptured so now I'm getting all hooked up to machines and people coming in and out. Finger tip dilated and soft cervix.
The NST says I have contractions, but I can't feel any. Told nothing will happen tonight so to just settle in and try to sleep. Easier said than done with the hard cot that is the delivery bed and things strapped to your tummy which gave me a rash so I ended up with pillow cases strapped around me to avoid the rash. Nurses must have been bored as they were in every hour as well to check on things. No sleep at all.
Sunday morning I had regular contractions coming closer (5 min apart) and still not feeling them and no change in dilation. 12hrs after my water broke so they start pitocen to get me to dilate. At some point during the night they put in cervadil as well to see if that would help get things going. Well with pitocen I start feeling the contractions and go to 2-3cm. Then the contractions starts to become unbearable around 12pm and around 2pm I’m getting a Epi as contractions are 2 min apart and killing me and my back and no more dilation. Ahhh talk about relief although right side wasn’t as strong and I had to lay on that side to keep it numb.
They turned pitocen up to max and at 6pm nothing had changed. My OB said she was afraid of that. My utuerus shape even though contracting wasn’t doing it correctly so she suggested we’d do a c-section. We were ready. DH asked if he had time to take a shower. He did while they prepped me. Put in new IV and another in case I needed blood. Upped the epi. DH came in and they started. He held my hands and kissed on me.
Then the OB told him do you have the camera, and about that time I felt the baby being removed and we heard a cry. He stood up and took a pic and OB asked him what is it? He answers it is a girl. I cry happy tears and DH comforts me. They take her away along with daddy and start putting me together. I kept feeling nauseous when they pushed on the upper part of my stomach. Anesthesiologist was awesome in keeping me comforted during that even though I would have preferred DH. Then they lowered the sheet and my OB told me she had to do a vertical cut on the uterus due to me having bloodvessels where there weren’t supposed to be any along with my bladder being fused to my uterus. So if we ever have children again I’ll have to have a scheduled c-section. I couldn’t care less at that point. Just wanted to see my baby. They did wrap her up and let me see her and touch her while I was in there according to DH, but I don’t remember.
She also had a cone head when born due to trying to get out normally, but being stuck in my pubic bone. Turns out c-section were the best choice for us after all.
The stats: Jessica Ann G. Born 2/1/09 at 7:04pm CST, 6lbs 9 oz, and 20.5 in long.
So I was induced Friday morning because they thought baby Reagan was big. We came in to the hospital at 6:00 and the first thing, they started pitocin, then broke my water at 7:30.
I labored for a while and at 10:00 got some pain medicine into my epidural. (I'll try to make this short) At 11:00 they checked and I was 3 cm and 50%. At 2:45 they checked me and I was 3 cm and 80%. At 5:15 the doctor came back and checked me again. The hopes were that since my contractions had been steady and strong, I would ave made progress. Unfortunately, I was still 3 cm and 80%. The doctor even said that he could push on Reagan's head and push him up into my abdomen, he wasn't even engaged. He agreed that no matter how long I stayed on Pitocin or contracted, he wasn't going too come down. We started prepping for a c-section. I went to the or room and at 6:41 Reagan entered the world. We thought that since he wouldn't come down, it confirmed how big he must be. He was 7 lbs 7 oz. and 20 inches long. I guess I'm just not made to have babies! He's perfect in every way and I'll post pictures soon. Ric has been amazing and is a great daddy, and motherhood has been amazing.
Parenting is amazing!