Mommy wakes up, looks out the the rain drops on the window and rubs her tummy to say hello to me. Hello mommy! Today was the day. Mommy and Papa were getting ready to head into the hospital for an induction. Mommy is so nervous, and I bet Papa is too- but he is better at hiding it. After taking care of a few things around the house, Papa packs up the car with mommy's bag and mine too and we head into Chesapeake General Hospital.
At 8:30 we arrive and head up to the 3rd floor. Checking in I can tell mommy was getting scared. She said she hated hospitals and didn't like the idea of being "tied" to a bed. I kicked her a few times to let her know I understood. So off we headed, straight to a room.
Mommy's doctor came in shortly after and at 9:30 he broke mommy's water and started her on a drug called pitocin. At the point the nurses asked if mommy wanted and epidural. She declined at the moment but as smart enough to stay "on the list".
Immediately contractions started. I was handling them very well and so was mommy. Papa was doing great to, talking mommy through each one and keeping her mind off of the pain. They weren't too bad! At least not at that moment.
Once the doctors came back to check up on us, mommy was still only 3 cm and 50% effaced. So up goes the pitocin, and up goes the pain. It had been almost 4 hours now. At this point the contractions were coming one after the other and mommy didn't have much of a break in between. Papa was doing great, counting mommy through each one and letting mommy almost pull his arm out of socket.
It wasn't long before mommy started losing awareness of what was going on. She was tired!!! The nurse came in again to check up on my pain. Mommy really wanted to keep going, but knew she didn't have much energy and was fearful she wouldn't have the strength when it came time to push. Papa was worried too so she went ahead and got the epidural.
Sadly, no one ever took mommy's blood when she first came in and so it took much lower than expected to actually get the epidural. Papa continued to help mommy through the pain, and while getting the actual epidural, she went through 3 contractions!!!
Finally when mommy could lay back down, she was having a lot of pressure much lower than before. The nurse went ahead and checked us again. Now mommy was almost 9 cm dilated and 100% effaced. There wasn't even time to put a cath. in!!! The nurse called in another nurse to get things ready and called in for the doctor.
Mommy was still having contractions, and while the pain wasn't as long, they were just as painful. For some reason the left side never went "numb". Now it was time to push. I had been waiting long enough and I really wanted o meet my mommy and papa.
Papa was there coaching mommy. Breath in, and push, push, push, push, push. Again, and push, push, push, push. Again and push, push, push!!! Papa said mommy was doing great, but mommy felt she wasn't doing enough. After pushing for about 30 minutes, the doctor still wasn't in and so they told mommy to take a break and not to push for the next few contractions. NOT TO PUSH??? I want out!!!
Sadly mommy's pelvis was 'small' and so it was a little harder. Finally the doctor comes in and encouraged mommy to push harder by telling her that he might have to use a vacuum since my head was turned in the wrong direction. A vacuum?? OH MOMMY PUSH HARDER!!!
Mommy wasn't going to let that happen so for the next few pushed she pushed harder, and harder. And finally, after an hour and a half, I was ready to come out!!!
The bed went up, the bottom part went down and Papa was there holding mommy's hand. Here we go!!!
Push! Push! One more! Okay, big push!!...okay stop, and pant, pant, pant..... Mommy had to have an episiotomy. OUCH! Why hadn't the epidural kicked in yet! Mommy felt every second of the cutting and said that was probably the worst part.
Ok, again. Push, Push......
And at 5:06 on December 9th 2009, I came into the world!!!
6 lbs. 10 oz.
It's cold out there and people kept touching me and taking my picture!!!
I see my Papa, and he watches over me while mommy is being "fixed" up. It doesn't take too long and finally, after a long long 9 months, mommy got to hold me in her arms!
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