Well, in case you were wondering and had not yet heard... Nathaniel David was born on 11/11/07 at 7:09p. He weighed 6lbs. 12.8oz. and was 20.5" long. I made it thru my entire day worth of labor without any pain meds! Woohoo! Nathaniel is healthy and doing well. My BP has been in the crapper and they have me on pills which is controlling it to some extent. We are just so happy (and tired). DH is an incredible daddy and I am so proud of him. Once I write my birth story, I will be sure to post it here. Besides that, any further updates can be found on my new blog. Thanks for reading all thru the months. It has been fun!
I suppose my official labor story would have to go all the way back to October 22-23. I was only 36w3 days at this point. Due to some swelling and a 2 day headache, I decided to have my BP checked prior to going to work. Well, it was taken a few different times and was high - 160/100. I was sent to the hospital triage area to be monitored and after some time, they started to fall BUT I began to have contractions. By the time I was discharged, I was dialated to 3cm and was 70-85% effaced. They released me due to lack of progress but figured I would be in within the next week or so to have my baby... Baby had other plans.
Fast forward to the wee morning hours of 11/11. I had woken up to use the potty and upon return to bed started cramping. It was just before 3a. I waited to see if they would keep coming and sure enough, every 2-4 minutes I was having them AND they were more intense than the ones I had when I had been in the hospital. I decided after about 20min. to wake up DH to tell him that I thought something was going on. We timed them for an hour and then decided to call L&D to ask them what they thought we should do since we live an hour away. The nurse took my info and suggested I eat, shower, etc. and see if they progressed or spaced out. She wanted me to call her back in 2 hours for an update, so that is what we did.
By the time we called the nurse, it was 6a and my contrax were about 2 minutes apart. She told us to head on in. We finally called my mom who lives about an hour from us and she followed us to the hospital. We arrived around 8a and after a check in the triage area, I was admitted. I had dialated to about 4-5. They noticed my BP was high and this scared me because I didn't want a c/s! I figured if my BP got higher, they would want the baby out ASAP but later I was told they don't like to do c/s with elevated BPs due to excessive bleeding. WHEW!
Being such a special gal with GD and now the BP issue, I was in the high risk area. This meant I had a sweet nurse all to myself! My mom and best friend and husband stayed with me throughout the laboring hours up until the pushing. Then the girls went to the hallway and listened. I don't know how much time passed between when I was in that room and the next time they checked me. I would have to say it was probably around 3-4p. At that point, I was only dialated to a 6 but 90% effaced. GAH! They offered to break my water but I was so scared of how intense the contractions might get that I declined. They said they would check in another 2 hours if I could make it that long. I had gone into this whole thing really wanting to do it 'naturally' without any pain meds or an epidural. The contractions got worse but my mom and DH started doing some counter pressure on my back as at some points during my labor the pain seemed to go there for some reason. They were initally worried that baby was facing the wrong way but he came out the way he was suppose to! Good boy! Anyhoot, after those 2 hours, I was at an 8 and I decided to let them break my water. They did but nothing came out! Apparently baby's head was in front of the majority of the fluid. After this, the contractions started to get so intense it was awful! I tried to keep my cool and looking back feel like I had left my body during this time. I feel like it was minutes but DH says he thinks it was more like an hour or so. I had my eyes closed from here on out. I think I was tuning out the world or something. I know I listened to what they were saying but that was about it. I was feeling all of this pressure and the nurse had told me when I start to get that feeling between contractions that it meant it is usually time to push. I didn't feel like I needed to push but the nurse asked me if I had pushed during a contraction and I was like, I dunno... then the baby's heartrate had a huge deceleration which sent everyone scrambling and them telling me I had to get on my left side. I couldn't move by this point and just let them flop me around and stick that stupid oxygen mask on my face. Someone checked me and said I was complete and that it was time to go!
I didn't feel that pushing was a horrible thing. I was just trying to concentrate on doing it right and doing what they were telling me to. I didn't feel the 'ring of fire' either... darn! I pushed for about 30 minutes and out came baby! DH was so emotional and said 'it's a boy!' before anyone else had the chance. Even though he wanted to cut the cord, the whisked the baby out and away to the crib thing in the corner. They were concerned because he wasn't crying. From where I was, I couldn't tell if his color was okay so DH and I were freaking out for a bit. The nurse told me his color looked good and after a few minutes they ticked him off enough for him to whimper some. He still isn't a big crier to this day although he is getting the hang of letting us know he is unhappy during diaper changes! They wiped him down and said he needed to warm up so they brought him to me and put him under my gown for skin to skin warming! That was pretty neat but sort of strange as I hadn't really even looked at him or anything and back into hiding on my belly he went!
DH was so amazing. When he finally got to hold him for the first time, he sobbed. Yes, we were all tried but DH was so emotionally exhausted and relieved to have me and baby make it thru all the pain of labor.
BTW, I am so glad that I waited to have my water broken when I was at 6cm because Nathaniel was born with the cord around his neck twice. So scary!
The rest of my hospital stay was quite poopy. I was so excited to be able to eat something after the birth as I was no longer on a restricted diet, I had only eaten 1 english muffin at about 4a on the 11th. Well, by the time we were settled in our new room and eating, it was 11p! Since my BP kept creeping upward, they decided the next morning to start me on magnesium to prevent seizures! Goodness! Well, I had a good experience with the stuff. They didn't make me have a catheter, thankfully, and I didn't feel any side effects from the meds. I was not allowed to eat though for that entire day. They finally fed me late in the day so I had gone almost another day without eating or sleeping and still the BP issue was not resolving itself like they might have thought. I started trembling in the night as I was getting quite anxious with no sleep, food and still caring for baby. I had sent DH home for the night to rest as he was so emotionally drained that it wasn't doing anyone any good to have him there. My mom stayed with me but she was tired, too! There was no one in the nursery either so I had to care for baby. What a mess. And they wonder why my BP was out of control?! Finally on Tues., they started me on BP meds and sent me packin'! I was glad to be released although sleep wouldn't come for another few days. I was so exhausted I couldn't sleep and the adrenaline kept going and going.
That is basically it!
Thank you Lord for the safe delivery of our miracle!