So. We had a baby.
Story time?
Our cute baby girl was due December 29th, 2013. At the beginning of December she already weighed 7 lbs, so I was sure I'd be going early.
My last day of work was Dec. 20th (just in case she decided to be a Christmas baby).
Christmas came....
Due date came...and went...
New Years Eve came...
And New Years Eve went...
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| (Of course when you're 40 weeks pregnant, you should spend your New Years bowling) |
Our last doctors appointment I was still only measuring a 1. Barely. So they scheduled me to be induced at 41 weeks the following Sunday, January 5th, at 6 pm.
And surprise. January 5th came without incident.
We got to the hospital and settled in.
They gave me an IV with some Pitocin. After an hour of contractions I decided to get the epidural (which wasn't as bad as I thought it would be, thank heavens). The nurse told us that it would probably be at least 12 hours until she arrived. Of course, me being the eternal optimist, knew she would prove them all wrong and show up before the night was over.
They gave me an IV with some Pitocin. After an hour of contractions I decided to get the epidural (which wasn't as bad as I thought it would be, thank heavens). The nurse told us that it would probably be at least 12 hours until she arrived. Of course, me being the eternal optimist, knew she would prove them all wrong and show up before the night was over.
I couldn't have been more wrong.
10:30 pm : Dilated to a 1.
1:30 am: Dilated to a 2.
(but a good 2) (this is when they broke my water, hopefully to start moving things along)
4 am: Dilated to a 2.
5 am: Dilated to a 3.
8:30 am: Dilated to a 4.
9:30 am: Dilated to a 7
(woohoo! There's an end in sight!)
11:30 am...dialated to a 7.
(End in sight? Just kidding)
At this point, they had maxed me out on pitocin. The high range for a normal dose is like 20ml and I was at 34ml. My contractions were steady, but super weak--not strong enough to really do anything.
My mom and sisters came up to hang out, but I was too tired and too sick to enjoy the company.
By noon, even with my maxed out Pitocin, my contractions were weakening so they stopped the dosage to let my poor uterus rest and to flush my system of the drugs so we could start over.
They restarted the Pitocin at 12:30 and 5 hours later....
My mom and sisters came up to hang out, but I was too tired and too sick to enjoy the company.
By noon, even with my maxed out Pitocin, my contractions were weakening so they stopped the dosage to let my poor uterus rest and to flush my system of the drugs so we could start over.
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| We tried to play cards, in between my throwing up and the nurses rotating me every 30 minutes. |
I was dilated to a 9.
(a "lazy 9" they said)
(which really means an 8, but they were trying to make me feel better).
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| Just hanging out, being patient... |
6 pm: Still a nine.
(Liars)
7pm: Bazinga! 10!
(Barely)
At 8pm they finally said I could push. It had been 25 hours, and I was ready. I just wanted to see my baby.
The nurse said we would start pushing and she'd call the doctor when things had progressed. After an hour I asked how long do I push before they reevalute...she just kept saying 'we just keep pushing'.
Matt did not like her.
So I pushed for another hour. The doctor arrived at 9:45 pm, and I pushed for 15 minutes with him. When that didn't work, he broke out the vacuum (worst decision ever) and we tried that a couple times.
Finally, the doctor and nurses accepted the fact that baby girl's head was not going to fit out of my over-pushed little pelvis. Within minutes I was prepped and being wheeled down the hall to the operating room for a c-section.
At 10:38 pm, January 6th, I heard the first cries of my baby girl.
Welcome to the world, Hannah Kate Jaynes.
