Alessandra Nicole's birth story
I took my last Terbutaline pill on Monday, 11/3/08 at 7pm. I was 37 weeks. On Wednesday, 11/5/08 I woke up with intermittent contractions starting around 2 a.m. By 6:40am they were constant and ranging from 5 to 10 minutes apart. I had a doctor's appointment at 8:15a.m. so I got up and took a shower. While in the shower, they picked up and then eased off a little when I got finished.
There had been an accident on the interstate so we had to take the alternate route to my doctor's office. Because of all the traffic, a normal 15 minute drive took us an hour and forty-five minutes. I was contracting the whole way and DH was not happy about the traffic. We finally made it to my doctor's office at 9:30a.m. I saw the doctor, told him what had been happening with the contractions and he did an internal. My cervix was softening and I was in labor. Our plans for a c/s on 11/17/08 went out the window and he sent us down the hall to the hospital to check in because we were moving my c/s up to 11/5/08.
I got to the hospital and got checked in at 10:16a.m. We were put into a private birthing room and told that I was scheduled for around 2:30p.m. I continued contracting all day. The nurse was great and tried to make me as comfortable as possible. At 2:15p.m., we found out that there was a baby in distress and I was being bumped until after that c/s. The nurse apologized profously, but we told her that it was okay since our first DD was born via emergency c/s due to fetal distress. We told her that I was fine and not to worry one bit.
At 3:30 pm we were taken to the OR. DH noticed that it was the same one that we were in with our first DD (the hospital has two on the labor unit) so we took that as a good sign. The doctor came in to do the spinal. I don't know if it was because I had had all day to think about what was going to happen or what was going on, but this spinal did not seem as easy as the one with DD#1. I felt everything he was doing and it felt like he was inserting a thousand needles into my back. One of the OR nurses gave me her hand to hold and I apologized to her for squeezing so much. She said I was fine and to not worry. After the spinal was in, they laid me down on the table to finish prepping me. At that point I got really nauseated from the medicine. They wouldn't let DH in until they had me stabilized, but he was what I really needed. When I get nauseated, I get a feeling of panic and usually he is the only one who can calm me. The assistants gave me three doses of something to ease my nausea and then they lowered my head to below my feet and finally I was okay.
At that point, DH was allowed in. He sat right at my head, held my hand and told me it was okay.
The surgery started and I felt tons of pressure. My doctor was making jokes to make me feel better and that helped a lot. At one point right before she was delivered, I took a deep breath (I guess because I had finally calmed down) and he joked to the med student that the deep breaths always make the babies go back high. So more pressure and at 4:09p.m., she was born. She was looking all around and didn't start screaming until they laid her in the warming bed. They all commented that she was the biggest screamer they had had all day.
Her stats were:
7lbs 1oz, 20 inches long
What is really ironic is that she was only 1 oz less than her big sister and they were both 20 inches long at birth. Not bad for a 37 weeker.
Aasha Vaishali's birth story
I had my scheduled induction on 11/15 and Aasha was born at 8:39 PM. She was 6 lb 9 oz and 19 inches.
We got to the hospital around 7:45 AM on Saturday. The nurses hooked me up to the NST monitor, and then I got hooked up to the IV and got Pitocin started around 9 AM. We were told to expect to have the baby sometime in the evening. The Pitocin regimen was interesting (not knowing anything beforehand about the induction process). I was started on a very low dose, and it was steadily increased every half hour. My contractions started almost immediately and I clearly felt them each time the dose was upped.
By 3 PM, the contractions had gotten very painful for me. I had already known that I would opt for pain control if I felt like it, and by then I was ready for it. However, I didn't want to get my epidural yet, because I knew it was better to be more dialated before getting it. I'd started the day at 1 cm, and was around 4 cm at this point. They offered me Fentanyl to carry me through until I wanted the epidural. It made me woozy, but also helped mitigate the pain. I finally got the epidural around 5:30 PM. Getting it was painless, and I felt relief very soon afterwards.
My labor progression after the epidural was pretty fast. By 7:30 PM, I was already 9.5 cm, and the nurse encouraged me to start pushing. I was very nervous and a bit scared at this point, but the staff was very reassuring and DH was extremely supportive. In spite of the epidural, my last half hour was difficult for me. I ended up with a small episiotomy at the end, because I just couldn't quite get Aasha out. After the cut, Aasha popped out right away. I was trashed and much of that time is hazy for me. I had my eyes closed the whole time, just part of the intensity of pushing process. My only focus was the pushing and breathing.
We spent the next 2 nights there, and Aasha and I were discharged on Monday evening, both with a clean bill of health. Coming home on Monday night was so special. I can't explain how amazing it was to bring my baby home. Up until that point, it was surreal, but now I felt the reality. A sweet surprise upon coming home were the decorations that the grandparents had put up.
A few pics (sorry, they're large, don't know how to shrink them):