Here I am six days before I went into labor. I was SO uncomfortable and ready to have this baby. I went into the doctor Wednesday the 13th and it didn't look like much was happening. I was dilated to a 1 and 50% effaced so I was positive this baby was going to be overdue. After all, Louis was 10 days late so I decided it made sense.
If you don't know already, I am a natural birth kind of girl. No, I don't want to be a "hero" or have anything to prove. It's just something I've always known I wanted and believed in. With Louis my dreams were a little crushed, so this time I switched doctors to a midwife at Saint Lukes on the Plaza. I didn't get an epidural with Louis but since my water had broken I was given Pitocin to increase contractions. I had to have him within their 24 hour time frame. Don't get me started on this. After all, this is about Nola's birth. You might want to grab some wine because this is a long post...
Thursday the 14th I finished up the baby room. I was having contractions all day but didn't think much of them. Joe and I joked that I was in labor because I kept complaining about a backache. We went to bed at 10:30 and an hour later I woke up because my water had broken. Since I knew I couldn't be in labor two days early, I thought maybe I wet the bed. (No, I'm not a bed wetter. Just another wonderful thing that can happen in pregnancy.) So I got cleaned up and went back to bed until about 3:30. This time I was sure it had broken. Joe woke up to me getting new clothes and I told him what was happening.
We got out of bed, started laundry and packed our bags until about 5 am. We slept again until 8 when Louis woke up. We ate breakfast and got Louis ready while I bounced on the yoga ball to get my labor started.
Joe took Louis around noon to his parent's house but I had a last moment with my little guy trying to hide my sobbing from him. I was sad that our special time where he was my only baby was ending.
I did some yoga and when Joe got back we walked about a mile on the trolley trail. We were lucky to have 80 degree weather and while we walked my contractions were 3 minutes apart but not painful. They slowed down at home when we tried yoga so we went on two more walks. By about 4, I was having to breathe through contractions so we ate dinner and moved upstairs. Joe was great at helping me through contractions with moves we learned in a partner yoga class. It really helped with the pain which was gradually getting worse. By about 6:30, I decided the car ride wouldn't be very fun so we headed to the hospital around 7pm.
Car Ride Home |
Next, they needed to get an IV started as a precaution. The first nurse couldn't get it done so they found another nurse. Three sticks and an hour later I was able to get the wireless monitors and get out of bed. It was really horrible to stay still as they started the IV and they ended up giving me Saline since it made me a little dizzy. By this time, I was cursing through each contraction. It hurt. Bad.
I moved to the bathroom and labored on the toilet because the counter pressure felt good. Don't freak out. I know that sounds weird but I've heard about other women doing this when I've listened to labor stories. I probably lasted 30 minutes there before I felt like I wanted to push. They had me move back to the bed but didn't make me get in until I wanted. I was now 9 cm dilated and not long after complete at a 10.
When the doctor came in and I tried pushing, she realized the baby was "sunny side up" which explained my extra back labor. She wanted the nurse to have me push on my side. I started pushing around 9:30 and after a few tries on my side I finally felt the baby coming down. It hurt so bad. I was screaming and a few times told everyone I was dying. Joe does a good impression of me.
They had me get on my back to finish pushing. The doctor wasn't really telling me where the baby was but she told me because of the baby's direction it was going to hurt really bad until it was out. So I kept screaming and pushing with my eyes closed. I told them I couldn't do it anymore when Joe had me open my eyes to see the baby. There was my little cone head baby looking at me so I pushed one more time and she was out! I was the first one to see it was a girl. Joe also does a good impression of me saying, "It's a girl!". I don't remember but apparently I was crying.
First Family Pic |
Louis hasn't been that excited about her. He told me she kind of bugs him when I asked. Each day he will touch her a little more but didn't want to pose with her during newborn pics over the weekend.
This is how it usually goes --
Nola's First Snow |
Louis Shaking the Rattle...Violently |
Love this. I am always a fan of hearing birthing stories, every one is so different! Yeah for being drug free and kicking ass. I have been drug free but your way of waiting it out at home was appealing to me. I guess I have always thought that once the water broke it was time to high tail it to the hospital. Nola is adorable and your kids remind me of my two when Julia was first born. Louis looks like a sweetie pie and still very much in his own element. Take care and congrats to you. See you in June? I will be hugely pregnant then. Yuck.
ReplyDeleteKaitlyn, I just saw this!. Thanks! I will see you in June and we can talk about the water breaking thing then if you want. Looking forward to seeing you!
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