7:30 am - Arrived at hospital. Started with the BPP, which is the ultrasound that they do to check on the baby. I told the ultrasound tech that my 3 year old had predicted that the baby would be born today, she said she didn't like to hear that. During the ultrasound she found barely any amniotic fluid, in the end the total measurement was just under 2cm, but the baby also had a full bladder and belly, so there was some additional fluid. Then I had to move on to the NST where they monitor the baby's heart rate and my contractions, while I was having this done the doctor was reviewing the ultrasound and determined that today was the day! So I had to call Joe and let him know not to start working cause he had to come to the hospital! I didn't get to leave to go home and get my things, I got to go straight to labor and delivery. Of course my doctor was on vacation, so the nurse had to try to figure out who was on call and let them know that I was being admitted.
9:00 am - admitted to labor and delivery. I was brought straight back to a delivery room to have an induction started. The plan was to get me on cervidil which softens your cervix and makes it more favorable for an induction. I was about 2 cm dilated at this point, and when the nurse hooked me up to the monitors she discovered that I was contracting every 1-2 minutes, and I wasn't feeling anything! This changed the plan, because they won't use cervidil if you are having regular contractions, so I got to wait while they figured out what they were going to do with me.
10:30 am - An IV and pitocin were started, and Joe finally arrived at the hospital. He had to do lots of running around and pick up all of our hospital bags, get Kara's stuff packed up, etc... but he was finally at the hospital with me.
11:30 am - The only thing in the world that I could think about at this point was food. I had only had a small bowl of cereal before I went in for my appointment, and I wasn't allowed to eat anything. I could drink water up until I decided to have an epidural, but that was it. I wanted a Davanni's hoagie incredibly bad. I tweeted "I sure hope my baby is born before Davanni's closes. I want a hoagie after I give birth." and guess what.. they responded and ended up sending me out 2 coupons for free hoagies and a Davanni's baby bib!! Oh the power of social media!
1:30 pm - A doctor came in and broke my water and they inserted an internal monitor to better monitor the contractions, this gives a much more accurate reading of the strength of the contractions. It was around this point that I started getting really uncomfortable and the contractions were getting pretty painful, but I wasn't sure that I was ready for an epidural yet.
2:45pm - 3 cm dilated and ready for my epidural! Getting the epidural hurt like hell - I don't remember feeling pain when I had an epidural with Kara, but this was baaaaad. I don't know if it was cause I was having contractions while I was getting the epidural or what, but it was a burning, stinging, sharp pain... I don't ever want to deal with that again! I did learn that when men get epidurals they get morphine prior to the epidural to help with the pain, women just get a small bit of numbing medicine.. WTF, not fair! Anyway, the epidural hurt like hell, but of course ended up being a life saver!
4:00 pm - 4 cm dilated, feeling much happier now that the epidural is working like a charm. Between checks from the nurse I was trying to sleep. It had already been a long day, and I was feeling pretty worn out.
6:00 pm - 5 cm dilated. Not much else to report at this time.... other than I was getting sick of only progressing 1 cm every two hours, I really thought things would move quicker. Thank God they had cable in the hospital.. I got to watch all the crappy reality tv shows that I no longer get to watch at home!
8:00 pm - STILL 5 cm dilated. At this point I was pretty sure that I was not going to be having my baby on 12/12. The doctor who was going to be delivering Macy came in at this point and decided to stop the pitocin for a while and see what my body would do on it's own. She also decided to have me sit up in bed for a while to hopefully help the baby move down, as she was still quite high. The doctor decided to head home because she didn't think that I would be ready to push anytime soon.
8:30 pm - Extreme nausea. Joe was trying to find something for me to puke in, and trying to call the nurse. The nurse came in and I told her that I felt really sick so she had me lay back down on my side. She said sometimes sitting up with all those meds can make you feel like that, so back to laying down I went.
9:00 pm - The contractions started to become extremely painful again, it almost felt like the epidural wasn't working at all. I called the nurse again, she came in and I told her what was going on, so she checked me and guess what... I was fully dilated and effaced and ready to push! So in one hour I went from 5cm with the baby still high to completely dilated and ready to push, no wonder I felt to sick! The nurse called the doctor and told her to head back to the hospital cause it was time!
9:43 pm - I started pushing. With Kara I pushed for 3.5 hours, so I was hoping for a much shorter time this time around! At this point in the day I was so worn out and didn't want to push at all, let alone for 3 hours! I pushed and pushed and pushed... it felt like I wasn't doing anything, even though the doctor and nurse said I was. It was a lot harder to push this time around and I think it was cause I could feel the pain, I have no idea how or why women decide to give birth without pain meds... maybe I just have a super low tolerance for pain, but man, I couldn't imagine going all that time without any pain meds.
10:09 pm - 26 minutes of pushing and Macy made her screaming entrance into the world! She looked so tiny to me, and exactly like her big sister! She was very covered in vernix (the white slimy stuff), she was so covered cause my amniotic fluid was so low, but she was my tiny, slimy, beautiful, perfect baby girl! She weighed 7 pounds 1 ounce and was 21 inches long. This may be TMI, but it's a part of the birth story... so I had an episiotomy (if you don't know what that is, don't google it - you don't want to know) anyway - I am glad that they allow you to hold your new baby and ooh and aah over the baby while they stitch you back up, it's a good distraction from the pain...and that's all I'm going to say about that.
Holding my sweet new baby girl.
Screaming baby on the scale
Proud Daddy
Proud Mommy
Big sister Kara meeting Macy for the first time
Our first family picture
And another of the proud big sister
So there is the birth story and a few pictures for ya. Macy is now 10 days old.. so I will start a new post on how the last week and a half has gone, it's been pretty hectic and the time is just flying by! We are loving our sweet little Macy and trying to settle in to what it's like to be a family of four!
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