Monday, November 28th, the kids and I met up with my friend Amanda at the track. It was a very breezy morning. As we were chatting and walking around, I was beginning to have braxton hick's contractions. I didn't think much of it. Later that afternoon Ben's parents arrived from Utah, now baby could come whenever he needed to.
Tuesday, November 29th, it was 5:30 am and I woke up because I honestly thought I had wet the bed. I rolled over and nudged Ben to let him know my water just broke. There wasn't much, but enough to wake me up. I ran to the bathroom, and another gush of water came out. Yup, my water definitely broke! Things just got real, we were going to have a baby today!!!!
I went back to bed and told Ben "let's go back to sleep, I'm not in any pain". So back to sleep we went... well back to sleep Ben went. My amniotic fluid kept coming, who knew there was so much water in there? I took a long warm shower, ate a big breakfast (nobody wants to be in labor hungry) and then off to the hospital we went. As we said our goodbyes to our kiddos, that is when it hit me, we were going to be a family of 5 by the end of the day!
When we arrived to the hospital, we needed to sign some papers before getting a room. I tried signaling to Ben that I couldn't sit down because I was soaked (still leaking haha). I was so embarrassed!! The woman at the desk asked me if I was sure my water broke"? Haha, I laughed and then told her she didn't want me to sit on her chair. She directed us to a room where they were going to monitor me/baby. The nurse checked me and I was only dilated to a 3! You guys, I was so annoyed and couldn't believe that I was only a 3!!! Lucky for me, because my water broke so I was required to be admitted. Not yet tho, they were short on nurses and apparently it was a good day to have a baby. I was the only one who wasn't in pain, so I had to wait and wait. Two hours later (around 11am) we got our room. My contractions were consistent but not very strong, so they gave me a dose of pitocin. My biggest fear was having a labor similar to Noah's. I was terrified, and the nurse kept asking me if I wanted an epidural. My answer was no, I didn't want to be numb waist down to my toes. My nurse insisted on how good the anesthesiologist was and not to worry. I really didnt want to relive that feeling of not being able to move my legs. My contraction started getting more painful, but I felt that I could still handle it.
Around 12:00 pm they checked me again and I was only dilated to a 4. I thought this was going to go faster. I was being so dramatic haha, I just wanted to hold my baby already. They couldn't check me very often because there was a risk of getting an infection.
The question about an epidural came up again, at this point my pain level was about a 6. I told my nurse I was doing okay and that we could wait. The anesthesiologist (that everyone raved about) came to inform me about the procedure. I just smiled and thanked her for coming. I looked over at Ben and he just told me to do whatever I was comfortable with. Then he said "but remember, when you get going, you go fast". The nurse came back in to inform us that because there were so many women in labor, I might not have a chance to get it when I wanted to. Once again, I told her my fears about the epidural and how I didn't have a good experience with Noah. She was so convincing, so I decided to get the epidural.
I could only lay on my left side. Everytime I was on slightly on my right side, K's heart rate would drop down.
It was 230pm and she said it takes about 20 min to kick in. The nurse checks me again and I was STILL dilated to a 4. Ugh, so discouraging. I honestly wanted to cry, but kept it somewhat together. The medicine was kicking in. My butt went numb, then my legs and I could barely wiggle my feet. The tears started coming. I was numb, all the way down. Exactly what I didn't want to happen. All of a sudden I feel this HUGE contraction, my pain level shot up to a 15. I couldn't even talk, I just closed my eyes and waited for it to go away. What was happening? Why did I just feel that? Holy cow, another contraction...okay, this isn't normal? MY BELLY ISN'T NUMB!!!
I had three huge contractions before the anesthesiologist came back in. She informed us that sometimes it doesn't work. My scoliosis could've also played a big part to it not working. She could increase the doze, which meant I would be even more numb (insert more crying).
My doctor came in to check how I was doing at 345pm. He was suppose to insert a device that would tell how strong my contractions were. As he went to check my cervix, to our surprise our little man was right there, ready to come meet us. Within the hour I went from being dilated from a 4 to a 10! No wonder I thought I was dying with those contractions. Ben wiped my tears away and said "are you happy now"? My doctor prepped his table and got all ready. Ben was on one side reassuring me how good I was doing. Three pushes later, at 4Pm, our baby was born. He was finally here, 7 pounds of pure perfection. Healthy as can be, head full of hair, and tiny but long feet. He is the perfect mix of his siblings and I now our family isa complete.
Life is perfectly chaotic and I wouldn't have it any other way. We were lucky to have no complications, and got to go home the following day.
Just a couple of days old, my friend Brittany Noble took some family pictures for us!
I absolutely love them!
xoxo
