*If you don't want to read all the delish details or see extremely cute pictures of me then please do not read*
8 long days over due and we finally saw the light at the end of the tunnel.
I was scheduled to be induced October 8th. Of course I thought FOR SURE baby girl would decide to come before then. I did not want to be induced and Jordon and I tried everything we could to get this labor going on its own. Seriously everything. I had my membranes stripped 4 times, I did everything while bouncing on an exercise ball. We went on long walks everyday and Ellie and I would see who could skip the farthest. (Ellie won every time.) I drank red raspberry leaf tea all the time. I even tried castor oil, all it did was make me throw up. The list goes on and on.
October 8th came and no sign of labor. I took advantage of knowing ahead of time of when we would have the baby so I made sure my legs were nice and shaven, the house sparkly clean, and got all prettied up before hand. I was to call the hospital first thing in the morning to make sure there was room available.
Gave the hospital a phone call. NO beds available. Apparently it was 'everyone have a baby all at once' week. They were to busy to get me in at the moment and said they would give me a call when things calmed down.
Jordon and I were beyond devastated. I cried all day just awaiting that phone call. At 4:00 pm they finally called! I was to be at the hospital by 6:00. I couldn't believe that we were actually going to have our baby!!
We got to the hospital and the nurse took us to our room to get us all settled. Our first nurse was very talkative. First she was talking about tv shows and the actors she loves. Then somehow the subject got switched to Obama and how she likes him. Ohh noo. I kept looking over at Jordon trying to tell him with my eyes to just TRY and not get into a big argument. He made sure she knew how he felt about him without getting to crazy and everything was good. PHEW. She was an awesome nurse though and Jordon and I both really liked her.
My doctor and nurse that would be with me throughout the labor came in to check me and get things started. I was 3 cm dilated. Progress from my 2cm I was stuck at forever. We discussed about how I wanted to keep things as natural as possible. Apparently the doctor I had hasn't done many un-medicated births and kinda looked at me like I was a tad bit crazy. My nurse was awesome though. She told him that when I was dilated to a 4 or 5 she wanted to turn off the pitocin and possibly break my water so my body could keep progressing on its own and that way I could get in the bath tub to manage the pain. Then the doctor looked at the nurse like she was crazy. He told us he would only let me get in the tub if I promised I wouldn't deliver in the tub because that just weirded him out. The nurse told him to just leave and she had everything handled. It was hilarious. I loved that my nurse was willing to do everything she could so I could have the birth I wanted. It made things a lot easier.
They started the pitocin around 7pm and gradually increased it about every hour for 3 hours. I could feel the contractions but defiantly weren't painful. Jordon and I watched some TV and tried to get some sleep while we still could. At around 1am my nurse came in to see if I progressed any. I was still at a 3. So I slept some more and around 3am the contractions woke me up. My nurse gave me a birthing ball to sit on and work through the contractions. We turned on the music and Jordon sat on the edge of the bed while I bounced on the ball and held his hands. The contractions were starting to get intense and it was getting extremely hard to work through them. I do think the ball and the music helped a lot.
When I would read about other unmedicated birth stories I would always read about how they would hit this wall where they just wanted to give in. I defiantly hit that wall.
I started crying and telling Jordon that I didn't want to do this anymore and how I missed Ellie. Jordon was so amazing the whole time. I defiantly wouldn't have been able to do it without him. At 4am I gave in and asked them to come check my progress. I was soo terrified that I didn't progress any and wouldn't be able to get in the tub. The nurse checked me and said Holy cow you flew! Your already 7 cm!
She turned off the pitocin and started the tub. I had to wait 15 minutes before I could get in the tub to make sure I was still contracting on my own.
My contractions kept up and I was finally able to get in. INSTANT relief. I'm not even kidding you. It felt soo amazing. Jordon kept cracking up seeing how happy I was after I got in the tub.
I went from bawling my eyes out and being completely hysterical to laughing and joking around.
They turned off all the lights besides one and for the next hour or so I relaxed in the tub while Jordon sat beside it and continued holding my hand and putting cool washcloths on my forehead. It was perfect. The contractions were still painful of course but being in the tub made them so much more manageable. My nurse made me promise that when I started feeling like I needed to push that I would get out of the tub. I really didn't want to get out of the tub but when the urge to push became completely unbearable I finally gave in and got out.
My nurse checked me and said I just had a little lip of cervix left but I would probably just push past it. My water still didn't break which helped with the pain of the contractions.
I hated being on the bed. It made everything so much worse.
I was super loud. hahahaha. Apparently there was a first time momma in the room next to me that could hear everything and I was totally freakin her out.
Pushing scared the hell out of me. It was by far the hardest part. I could feel EVERY THING. I just remember thinking oh my gosh I'm not going to be able to push this baby out and she is just going to be stuck there forever! So it took me a couple pushes to get myself to give it my all. While I was pushing only my nurse was in there because my doctor was delivering a baby at the same time. I told you it was have your babies all at once week. So the nurse thought for sure she would have to deliver this baby on her own. But he came in just in time.
Ah pushing was seriously insane, I started bawling every time I could feel a contraction starting cause I knew I would have to push again. Just thinking about it makes me want to start crying all over again and never ever ever have another baby. But of course I know that someday I will. Thankfully my nurse and my AMAZING husband were the best supporters ever in the world and helped me get through it. It felt like I was pushing forever but it was only about 15 minutes.
The nurse kept saying she had so much dark hair and that was defiantly a motivator to push harder cause i defiantly didn't believe her. Then her head started coming out and I reached down to touch her, oh my goodness what a weird weird feeling.
The doctor and the nurse said Nolah was moving around all over the place. She kept twisting side to side and totally trying to go back inside! Everyone was cracking up. Besides me of course. They said they have never seen a baby do that before. (Nolah really didn't want to come out and she fought it to the bitter end) Then on October 9th at 6:19am we finally got that little stinker out and they laid her on my tummy. She was absolutely perfect! and she really did have tons of dark hair! Jordon and I cried and cried. I can't even describe how amazing that moment was.
Jordon got to cut the umbilical cord which totally shocked me cause he swore up and down he would never do that. It was all soo perfect.
*I got nice and shweaty*They took Nolah to weigh her and clean her up a bit while they stitched me up. My doctor was saying I probably wouldn't have torn if I didn't get an episiotomy when I had Ellie.
When they were weighing Nolah the nurse asked what our guesses were on how much she weighed. I said 7lbs and Jordon said 7lbs 6oz. The nurse started laughing, little did we know I just gave birth to a 9lb 2oz baby girl! We were shocked!
Everyone left us alone for awhile and let us spend sometime with our sweet new baby girl. I was still in shock that this little chubba just came out of me.
Jordon had another little girl steal his heart.
He said he watched everything and was so glad that he did.
He was so amazing throughout the entire thing.
I love him so much!The nurse that helped me through the birth came in to say bye to us cause her shift was long over. She stayed later than she was suppose to to be there with me. After she left another nurse came in and told us we made facebook. haha She said our nurse posted on her profile how she just had the best delivery and this is why she loved her job. I thought it was so sweet of her.
All the sweet stuff came to a pause for bit when the nurse came back in to check on my bleeding since I had a previous hemorrhage with Ellie. She started pushing on my stomach and blood gushed out everywhere. Yummy. I was starting to hemorrhage again. But thankfully they caught it soon enough and put me on pitocin to get my uterus contracting again. They also gave me a nice shot in the booty. The nurse had to keep coming back in to beat the crap out of me. Seriously I would much rather push a baby out again then have them push on your stomach like they do. I screamed every time she did it and I'm pretty sure I made her start crying cause she felt so bad.
But they eventually got my bleeding under control.
I still felt a million times better than I did when I had Ellie. I was able to get up and walk around on my own and I never got dizzy or light headed.
We were able to leave the hospital the next day. I'm so amazed by how good I felt. I only had to take the ibuprofen a couple times.
Comparing this birth and recovery to my first one they are complete opposites. The fact that with my first delivery I had a 6lb 9oz baby and had the hardest time recovering and my second was a 9lb 2oz baby and I feel amazing afterwards just proves to me that having an unmedicated birth is how my body was meant to give birth.
I couldn't have asked for a better birth experience.
I feel so blessed that everything went so well. It was the perfect experience to share with Jordon before he left to Afghanistan. It brought us so much closer as a family.
We were able to spend 5 short days together as a family before Jordon left on his deployment.