SO I know I have tons of pictures to upload from the big bday party this week, but today I just felt like I needed to write. It was one year ago today that Eric and I packed everything up, a brand new car seat, a handful of newborn outfits, and a bunch of clothes for our fun filled stay in the hospital. It was 5:00 am and I was anxiously ready to leave so bright and early in the morning just so excited to be induced and meet our little dude. I just remember waking up that morning taking a picture of how "ginormous" my belly was and not truly understanding how amazingly our lives were about to change.
Once we finally got into our room which was about 6:00am, the first nurse, Jackie who I really wanted to have, gave me clothes to change and a bit of a recap of how the day would hopefully go. Boy were we wrong. Here is a picture right before our took my position up in the bed....boy was I big!
The morning went pretty quickly with nurses coming and going, checking my vitals, Eric leaving quite often so he could go grab something to eat...wasn't that nice of him to at least not eat in front of me, and just watching tv. Then it was about 12:15 that I started to notice a bit of change in my pain. Since I had been having contractions since I came in that morning, it wasn't until then that they really started to effect me. Jackie, the nurse, came in to let me know that the anesthesiologist(sp) had a case to do at 1:00 so if I wanted/needed the epidural I would either have to have it asap or wait until close to after 2. At that point in time I decided I could wait. That quickly changed. It wasn't within 5 minutes that some intense contractions began and I quickly the nurse back in to see if it wasn't too late. Luckily Dr. Krites was able to come in and before her case and was I ever so happy to see her! The epidural started to work, Dr. Wotherspoon came in and broke my water and the day continued to waste away. Things weren't moving too quickly but they were moving so that was a good sign. The nurses were very interested in my contractions. The usual plateau looking contractions you get when in labor was not what was exactly showing up on my monitor. I would have a spiked peak of a contraction, then it would drop then quickly peak right back up. It wasn't until it got to be around 5 when Jackie said I was dilated to a 7 and she was off at 6:30 and she really wanted us to have a baby by then.....and so did I! She stuck around and stuck around and it was finally 7:30 and there was till not much movement. I think I was to maybe an 8 by then and I had to be handed off to a different nurse. Dr. Wotherspoon kept coming in to check me but the little dude would just not drop all the way. It was then about 9pm they realized that he was face up and because of the shape of my pelvis he was going to have a hard time to completely drop all the way. Finally at 10:30 I was at a 10 but Collin still was not completely dropped. However, they thought if I pushed for a bit maybe that would help things. SOOOO we began pushing...and pushing.....and pushing. Finally at 11:30 Dr. Wotherspoon came back to check me and there was no news! The only negative news was that I had spiked a fever and my epidural was only working on one side for the past 3 hours. Dr. Wotherspoon told me I had to make a decision at the time. I could continue to push...and I could push for up to 2 more hours, or because of my fever, Collin being face up, and not being completely dropped I maybe wanted to consider a c-section. Within a few minute I could tell that she thought a c-section was the safest route to go so I said I guess lets go for it. She then told me that was exactly what she hoped I would say. They then prepped me for surgery, Eric went back to put scrubs on and the next thing I knew I was being wheeled down the hall for surgery. Not gonna lie the whole c-section itself was definately not my first choice of delivery or was not the most glamorous between the constant shaking and not being able to see anything that was going on. But the minute I heard Collin cry I felt as though I was the luckiest person in the world!
Well now that Eric said I have had my time to be sentimental, I am off to bed before the little man wakes up ready to play on his BIRTHDAY!!
