May 29, 2010
8 lb 9 oz, 22"
Unfortunately, the birth story is LONG and full of DRAMA. Just as a disclaimer before I begin. Thank God it ends with a beautiful, healthy baby and none of the drama matters anymore.
I had my 40 week appointment Thursday morning and my doctor did an ultrasound in an attempt to measure the baby, since HUGE babies are very common in our family. My baby measured over 9lbs (and that could be off by 2 lbs either way) which concerned him, so he scheduled me to go in for an induction that night.
I got home, and attempted to call and get a Red Cross message sent out to DH (who is deployd to Iraq) like I had been told to do when I knew of impending labor. I was then told that an induction/normal labor is not an emergency and the message would not be sent, and DH would not be approved for leave to come home. I have no way of getting ahold of DH directly unless we happen to be online at the same time, and of course at that time he was not. Finally that afternoon, he called and I was able to tell him the updates. After months of being told he would have no problem getting leave, he was obviously upset and told me he would call me back after he talked to his sergeant. Awhile later, he called back and said he can only receive a Red Cross message and a request for him to get leave once the baby is actually here, and an official Birth Announcement could be confirmed by the hospital. That information was fine with us, since it would only delay his coming home by about a day and we had prepared ourselves for him to miss the actual birth anyway.
The hospital was supposed to call me to come in at 8pm, but instead I got a call at 8:15 saying that they were having an extremely busy night and might not be able to fit me in. The nurse told me to have my phone near and be on call for the entire night/early morning. I barely slept at all waiting, but by 8am I still hadn't heard anything. Finally at 9:30 the nurse called and said to head on over. My mom wasn't ready when they called, so I drove myself, got to the hospital at 9:45, and stood in line with other pregnant ladies and their husbands. I felt so awkward being alone, and started to get really nervous.
I got checked in to my room and the nurses made me feel right at home. They started me on a medication to soften my cervix and start a contraction pattern since I was only 50% effaced starting out.
At 11:00, a lady who worked at the hospital walked in with a big balloon and gifts. Before I was able to say anything, she said, "Hi, you don't know me, but I am Drew's (DH) step-sister and I brought you gifts since my mom and I weren't invited to your shower."
A brief history -- DH's mom passed away when he was 9, and within a month his dad was remarried to a woman who had a daughter 15 years older than DH. They were both horribly mean to DH and didn't want anything to do with him, and his dad basically stopped becoming a parent to him. At age 10, DH went to live with his grandparents (mom's side) and they completely raised him. DH cut all ties with his dad and crazy stepmom, who he divorced 8 years ago. I knew a little bit about them, but DH barely ever speaks of it. Anyway, I knew enough to know exactly who this woman was when she introduced herself. Her mom had also sent me a message a couple months back via Facebook because she had heard that I was pregnant, and "hoped I would allow her to be Grandma." It just confirmed to me that she really is crazy and I never wrote back and didn't think much of it.
Fortunately for her, I was feeling really good at this point, and I played along with it and acted nice, thanked her for the gifts, and hoped she would leave. She didn't. She informed me that she worked at the hospital (in the SUPPLY ROOM) and "just happened" to notice my name in the system. She stayed for over 2 hours and FINALLY left when my parents showed up with lunch. We informed the nurses of the situation and that I really don't want her in my room, and they said they would keep an eye on the visitors in my room.
Throughout the day, I barely progressed at all. I was having consistent contractions, but they were so mild that I didn't even feel them. Around 6pm that night, I had lots of family and friends hanging out in the room with me, when guess what? Crazy stepsister shows up again. I said hi to her, but we were all pretty rude and didn't pay any attention to her. I made sure not to introduce her to anyone, hoping she would feel uncomfortable and leave. She came in, took the chair next to me, and sat there listening to the conversation in the room. For another 2 hours. Finally, when it was obvious she wasn't going to leave, my mom left the room to contact the head nurse. Two nurses then came in and told everyone except my mom to leave the room so they could do an exam. That would give her a perfect opportunity to leave, right? No. She stood in the hallway and waited with everyone. At that time, the phone in my room rang, my mom answered, and I could tell immediately that it was Crazy StepMOM. The conversation went like this...
"Hi, this is her mother..... No, you cannot talk to her. She is in labor and unavailable to talk....... Excuse me?........ I'm sorry, I DO NOT have time for this. My daughter needs me. Goodbye." Hangs up.
At that time, it became apparent that we were going to have to take drastic measures. The nurses informed me that Step-Sister could not have accessed my room number in the system without hacking in, and it was such a violation that she could be fired for it. The supervisor even did a system scan and found out that she had searched the system for me every morning for the past week. The nurses put me as an "Opt-Out" in the system (Jane Doe basically) so that no one could call and get info on me, and even hospital employees would be blocked. The head nurse met Step-Sister in the hallway that only family and friends would be allowed for the rest of the night (at which point she said she is the baby's Aunt.. Nurse changed it to CLOSE family & friends). She became upset, barged into my room while we were supposedly doing the exam, and said she was being kicked out but she would see me in the morning.
Once she left, all my visitors were also ready to leave (I was getting pretty stressed out) so we said our goodbyes, except for my 2 best friends and my mom. We turned on the movie Valentine's Day, and at 1am when another delivery room became available, the nurses moved me there to protect me from the Crazies possibly showing up the next day. The examined me one last time for the night and I was at 60% effaced and 1 dilated. Not much progress, but enough to start a very light pitocin drip before I went to sleep.
The next morning, I was still not having painful contractions, and had no progression. The pitocin was increased a bit, which made me crampy for about 1/2 hour, then they were gone. That pattern continued every time they increased the dose, and at 10:00am it was almost labeled a failed induction. I was possibly going to have to go home. The doctor showed up at noon, and felt that I had progressed enough to break my water and get the show on the road. He did, and within half an hour I was feelin' the contractions, and an hour later I was in full labor and excruciating pain.
At 3:00pm I couldn't talk through contractions and was become nauseous from the pain. Right at this time, Crazy Stepmom showed up at the front desk demanding bearing gifts for "her granddaughter" and demanding information. She was escorted out by security (I found out all this later after my epidural... Thank GOD for that system opt-out.. If she had shown up at that time I would have flipped!). At 3:30pm, my mom received a phone call from DH's grandparents warning that Crazy Stepmom had called them and was livid that she was not being allowed in. She had asked them for my mom's cell phone number and our home address, which she did not get. It was getting to the point where the nurses were extremely concerned for the baby's safety once she arrived. Crazy Stepsister also proceeded to show up in L&D and watch the hallway for someone she recognized the night before. She was also escorted out by security.
OK, things get better now. Finally at 4:00pm I had progressed enough to get an epidural and it made the biggest difference in the world. I was a happy camper. Once I got it, things progressed extremely quickly. The nurse thought I would be ready to push around 10:00pm that night, but at 6:00 I was feeling a lot of pressure and asked them to check me. I was dilated to 9 and the nurse told me I'd have the baby within the next 2 hours!
I started pushing at 8:10pm, and my little Emersyn Marie was born at 8:36pm. She was smaller than expected, 8 lbs 9 oz (smallest ever in our family lol) and 22" long (but longest ever... weird.)
And she is perfect. Happy ending to a very treacherous story!
Unfortunately, we found out the following morning that DH will NOT be getting any leave :violent2: Red Cross and his Chain of Command obviously did not communicate well, but thats to be expected.
DH's deployment is up in October, and until then, Skype will be used excessively. Thank God for today's technology. We will get through it!
My family, (and DH on Skype!) :)
1 day old