Super Detailed Brith Story...
I was getting really impatient with wanting to have the baby
soon. I kept trying to think of ways to induce labor. I really didn’t want to
go late. It was Monday and I was reading a bunch of things online on how to
stay patient during this time. A lot of people
suggested to go out on a date with your husband. I told Tom that I wanted to go
out to eat at Texas Roadhouse to just get out of the house and be with each
other. He thought that was a great idea. Later that night I am pretty sure I
lost my mucus plug. I didn’t sleep very well that night. I noticed my stomach
was kind of bothering me. Early in the morning I had a little bit of diarrhea
and I felt really nauseous. I was worried I might have the flu or worse food
poisoning. I was supposed to have a really busy day that day. I was supposed to
teach at the high school, studio, and go to a yw meeting. I had Stacia cover
the high school. Then I had to find subs for the studio. I also let the yw
president know I wasn’t feeling well. Everyone was so understanding. That day I
was pretty much on the couch all day long. I felt like I was going to throw up
all day but never could. I was so hungry but nothing we had sounded good. Tom
was so sweet to go to the store and buy applesauce and popsicles. For some
reason popsicles were the only thing that sounded good to me to eat. I watched
a lot of byutv that day. I remember watching a cooking show, the music man, and
Doc. Around 6 pm I decided to take a bath. When I was getting out of the
bathtub I noticed a lot of discharge come out of me so I hurried and sat on the
toilet and noticed that stuff kept coming out of me. Since I had just gotten
out of the tub I wasn’t sure if it was just water from the bath or if I was
peeing. It was such a weird sensation. But I really had a feeling that this was
different. I felt so weird telling tom that I thought my water had broken. It
was really funny. He kept asking so many questions and making sure it was the
real thing. We had a pretty good sense of humor at this point. We decided to go
to the hospital to make sure. We grabbed all of our bags and snacks for tom. On
the drive there I was noticing that my contractions were getting worse, but
they were not terrible yet. We went into the hospital and headed to labor and
delivery. We were guided into a room. I was told to take off all my clothes and
put on a hospital gown so that they could check everything. The nurse put
monitors on my stomach. She came in to check to see where I was dilated and
also to test if there was amniotic fluid to see if my water had really broken.
It was the real thing so she started to do some other things. She took my blood
pressure and it was pretty high. I think it was because I was so nervous. She
also put an iv in my arm. I realized I was starving when I got there. I asked
if I could eat anything and she said no. I was really bugged at that point. All
I wanted was a popsicle! I was worried I wouldn’t have the energy during the
whole labor and deliver especially since I had hardly eaten anything all day
long. So she got me some ice chips and that was all I could have. I have
learned that next time I need to eat before I walk into the hospital! I asked
if I could walk around to help with the contractions. She said I could do 20
min on and then get monitored for 20 minutes. We walked around and my
contractions were starting to get really really strong and painful. I did not
realize how uncomfortable I would feel. We went back to the room and the nurse
checked me again and I was at a 4. She left and I tried to breathe through the
contractions. At this point the epidural was sounding very tempting. I wanted
to enjoy the process instead of being in so much pain that I finally gave in.
When the nurse came back again I told her that I wanted the epidural. I only
had to wait about 10 minutes for the anesthesiologist to come. He said that I
had a perfect epidural back. I had to stay so still during the process which
was hard through the contractions. I had tom and another nurse in front of me
to hold onto which helped. It stung a little bit but was nothing compared to
the pain of the contractions. The epidural kicked in pretty quickly. That was
the best decision I have ever made! I was so glad that I got it. I was able to
relax and try and sleep. By this point it was probably around 11ish. I was
progressing pretty fast. She would come in to check me every so often I was at
about a 5 ½ then a 6 ½. The next time she checked I was at a 9 ½ and then finally I was
complete. While we were waiting they would monitor my blood pressure and the
babies heart rate. My blood pressure was pretty low so they gave me an oxygen
mask. It was kind of annoying to wear but wasn’t too terrible. There was one
time where it dropped so low that the computer started to beep. The lowest it hit was around 96/48 which was
crazy. I got so nervous. The nurse came in and continued to monitor me. It
started to go back up. It made me so nervous when I would see the babies heart
rate drop too but for the most part he stayed at exactly where he needed to be.
When I was dilated to a 10 the nurse called the doctor (Ollerton) and he said
to do the rest and descend. (Where I wait for an hour before I start pushing).
She did have me do one practice push and then she left for an hour. I tried to
rest and this point. (2 am) I started the whole pushing process at 3 am. She
told me that I pushed well but that I needed to hold my breath as I pushed. She
said I was doing really well with the pushing. The doctor came in to see how I
was doing and also said I was pushing really well. He came in after about an
hour to see my progression. Every time I would push the babies heart rate would
drop a little. The doctor was concerned about this. He left again and came in to check me 30
minutes later. He said that the baby hadn’t progressed at all which I thought
was bogus! We were able to see the head as I pushed and knew that the baby was
way further down than when he was saying. He said that he was worried that the
baby was just not going to fit through my narrow pelvis and that we would
probably have to do a c-section. I was not a happy camper when he said that. I
said well can’t we use forceps or a vacuum to help the baby out, but he said
that the baby was just not far enough down. At this point he watched me push
through a contraction and then he was really surprised at how far along I
actually was progressing. I think he realized I was a lot farther than he
thought I was. At this point he stayed in for the last 30 minutes during the
pushing. I have never worked so hard in my life. The last thing I wanted was a
c-section. Pretty close to 5 am he had the nurses get the vacuum and also the
stuff to perform an episiotomy. It felt so good to prove the doctor wrong. I
know he was doing his job and he was concerned about the heart rate. But I was
frustrated that he didn’t really know how close the baby really was to
delivering because of his assumptions. So the baby was born at 5:02 am. I got
the episiotomy and he used the vacuum for just one contraction pretty much. I
guess the baby’s head was slightly turned which made it harder for him to fit
through. Once his head was out he slipped right out. The cord was wrapped
around his neck. Tom got to cut the cord. He was really calm after he was born.
He hardly cried. I then delivered the placenta which felt weird. He was 6 lbs.
14 oz. and 20.5 inches long. I got to do some skin to skin with him for about
30 min. to an hour which was amazing. He did really well during all of the
tests and bath. Holding him for the first time was just incredible. I couldn’t
believe how rewarding it was! After he was born his blood sugar was really low.
They were concerned that he would possibly have to stay and go to the NICU. It
was scary. Tom and his Dad gave him a blessing and his blood sugar levels
started to go up. It was truly a blessing. Love the power of the priesthood!
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