Now that little dude is over two months old and currently napping in his crib, I have a moment to write his birth story.
This pregnancy was an eventful one. I had my subchoronic hematoma which resolved by 15 weeks following some heavier bleeding. I made three trips to labor and delivery to get NST tests due to contractions or bleeding after it resolved. The third time – I stayed. My contractions had been every six minutes on June 19th. I called my amazing husband and we decided I should go get checked since my last delivery was so fast. We threw the stuff in the car, but I totally expected to be home later that day.
We got checked and the contractions weren’t causing any progress – just registering but not close enough to be kept. We were told we were going home. The next minute after being told we were going home the on-call Doctor stuck her head in and asked if we had an induction scheduled due to my high blood pressure. No? Not at all. She asked if we’d be open to one for the health of our baby and myself to which we said yes. So wait – are we not going home?
Turns out we didn’t go home. I talked to my doctor and she told me I should have a fast induction. I was already at 4 cm upon arrival and my first labor was so fast – he should be here today. Since I was over 38 weeks and he seemed healthy, she wanted to induce to insure I didn’t develop preclampsia. We agreed and around 6 p.m. I got hooked up to picotin after three IV attempts and one finally being in. (What is up with nurses not believing me that I have difficult veins? First time missed (while using the vein finder), second time got it in but her phone fell out of her pocket and knocked it out causing an exorcist scene with blood shooting up out of my arm and everywhere. Third time, they missed again while using the vein finder. Forth time – finally got it in and taped it down a ton.)
Picotin contractions are awful. They checked me a few hours after slowly upping medicine and I was at 5 cm. Very slow progress. They told me to get comfy and watch a few movies. Why yes, I will get comfortable with these awful medicine induced contractions. We watched the Bachelorette and Inside Out. Husband had dinner and coordinated our little one’s pickup from daycare with her amazing Aunt. Checked me again – still no progress. Around 2 a.m. they upped the medicine the max they normally do and I was in a LOT of pain. I finally decided to try an epidural as I was not making any progress and getting depressed. My epidural during my first birth didn’t work. Thankfully – this one did. Only issue is when they tested the medicine they hit a blood vessel and it felt like I was going to pass out and I wasn’t able to breath. Talk about a horrible feeling.
Once the epidural kicked in and worked, they upped my medicine every 45 minutes. Still no progress – I was stuck. Around 8:30 a.m. my doctor came to see me and apologized that I’ve had an awful night. She really expected baby to be here by now. My main goal was avoiding a c-section and I asked how long I could go, what risks we had, etc and agreed to have her break my water. She told me most second time mom’s have a baby within an hour of the water being broken. They propped me up into the sitting position with a peanut under my legs to help him move down. She went off to deliver a few more babies.
The nurse checked me once and I was at around 8 cm – finally some slow progress. My epidural was starting to wear off so they helped me position and try to get some more meds in me as time was getting close. My doctor came in to check as I was having a contraction and felt us get to 10 cm. She then quickly started throwing up her delivery wear while calling for a nurse to come assist. Baby was coming quickly!
At 9:31 a.m. – our little dude arrived. It was about three pushes and very easy after you get over the long induction. Right before my final push, I felt him kick me one last time on the inside (totally creepy yet cool) as he did NOT want to come out. He had a bit of trouble with his body temperature and needed to be suctioned so he could breath better so our first hour together was a bit disruptive. They kept taking him off my chest to monitor him and warm him. As a second time mom, I knew this wasn’t normal and kept asking what was wrong. They kept telling me he was fine. My amazing husband kept an eye on him and watched what they were doing as they weren’t’ telling me anything. He was finally at a level they were comfortable with and he got left on me only to not latch. He instead stared at everyone in the room.
Our little dude waited until everyone left as it was a busy morning in labor and delivery and then latched on for the next 45 minutes. That pretty much sums up his life – he LOVES to eat.
We’re so happy he’s here and healthy. And I now have complete respect for anyone who has ever been induced – I think it’s more horrible than normal labor. Would I do it again? Absolutely for the health of me and my baby. However – it sucks. At least I get one amazing little guy out of it.
We’re adjusting to having two kids – a toddler and a baby. We have our ups and downs, but it is starting to settle down and I’m hopeful that we can actually do this.