I went to the Dr. on a Thursday. He said that I was dilated about a fingertip. He said to come back the next week, but we made it a Tuesday instead of a Thursday. I guess he knew how anxious I was. He should have known; I had been telling him how miserable I was for months. He kept asking if I was in labor and I would say, I don't know, I hope so. And he would say, "You can't be. You're too smiley." I thought, "I can wipe this smile off my face in .0001 of a second if that's all it takes.
When I went on Tuesday to do my urine test I noticed that I was losing my plug! I was so excited! I ran into him in the hall and he asked me if I was in labor like he had been asking for the last couple of weeks, and I said, "No, but I just lost my plug!" and he said, "That doesn't matter." I was totally shot down. So sad thinking I was going to go into labor in the next couple of hours. He checked me again and I was still a fingertip. He said that I could be induced on the 16th, a Saturday. 3 days early was REALLY exciting to me at that point.
I had been having slight contractions for a few weeks so on Friday when I was having them I didn't think much of it. They were still very far apart, but they had gotten painful. I thought I'd just wait it out. My mom and Nathan and I were going to go to dinner and it took forever to get them to go. Finally I said, "We'd better go before I am having a baby." I was semi-joking.
So we went to the Little America Coffee Shop. I was having contractions all the way through dinner, but I was so loving my bleu cheese salad and their wonderful dinner rolls with Knott's Berry Farm jam. Mmmm! My mom noticed that I seemed to be wincing in pain pretty frequently. I didn't think it could possibly be real labor. When they tell you to wait to go to the hospital until they are 5 minutes apart I had the idea that they would come on a lot slower and more gradually.
Like my mom always does, she was getting really nervous and saying that I had to get to the hospital immediately. Nate was nervous too, I could tell. He was frantically trying to get everything ready to go and packing all of my things. I was determined to wait as long as I could. I was NOT going to have them turn me away from the hospital. How frustrating and not to mention embarrassing. So I took a nice shower and I got all ready to go while I had Nate go to my mom's house and pick up a few things. By the time he got back and I was out of the shower, I was pretty much just standing around having contractions. I had to hold on to the door frame and breathe a few of them out. WOW those were painful!
Nate drove me to the hospital and my mom brought my entourage. Katy, Tara, Ashley, Kennedy and her. I checked in at about 9. I was standing there having contractions and signing paperwork, which I thought was sort of silly.
We got to the room and they wanted a urine sample in a plain paper cup. I thought that was strange. Then they just let it sit around in the room for hours. I kept telling everybody not to drink that and every time someone got close to the table I got really anxious thinking they were going to bump my pee and it would go flying all over the room.
Then the lady gave me my IV. She kept pushing it really fast and it would hurt SOOOO bad. And the antibiotics they had to give me for my infection was really cold. It felt like my veins were going to pop. Afterward my arm looked like a dead person's.
I wanted to wait to get the epidural because I knew it would slow down my labor like it did with Kennedy. I got through as many as I could but a couple came really close together and were really intense so I thought I'd better ask for the epidural immediately before they got any worse. Good idea! They made me wait while another lady got hers done. Perfect timing. They wouldn't let us film it. =[
Then I couldn't walk and I couldn't feel my body and I knew, what being pregnant for so long, that I could easily pee everywhere. I don't know why I had to ask, but I got the lady to give me a catheter. I had been waiting months and months for one. Haha! In the beginning of my pregnancy when I had to pee so much, I would be sitting in bed and so tired of getting up all the time that I would joke for Nate to get me a bedpan. FINALLY!
The epidural had this button on it you could push to give you more medicine. It would make a couple beeps and then you could feel your spine get all cold. They kept telling me that you couldn't overdose yourself, but one time I pushed it and it just kept beeping and beeping. It was overdosing me and trying to kill me, I KNEW IT! So we got the lady in there and she said that's just what it does when you run out of medicine. PHEW!
So the labor was totally at a stand still. They gave me pitocin which I was terribly afraid of, but it turned out all right. They would only give me a little every hour and it was STILL slow going.
In the morning Nate's mom and grandma came up. The Olympics were on and of course that is Nate and his mom's favorite thing to watch. So they did that and talked. I was just getting really bored and tired and hungry and I was also tired because suddenly I had this fever. I sat and tried to get a little rest while I was waiting.
Finally, something felt weird and different. I told Nate he better get the nurse. She came in and checked me and Nate got really nervous again. He was obviously more nervous than I was. The nurse said she'd get the Dr. in and we'd get to push. HOORAY! I think I got some huge adrenaline rush. I was not tired or very hungry again for quite a while. A couple of pushes later and the baby was born around 11 am. It was so easy! They said he was 8 lbs. 6 ozs. and 23 ins. long. I'm so thrilled that it wasn't a big traumatic scene like it was with Kennedy.
The baby had the fever that I had so they had to take him to the nursery. Nate followed him and said the stupid lady couldn't figure out the camera, which made me nervous. I kept asking the nurse when we'd get to do his picture. They kept saying that they would but no one would come.
I went to the recovery room alone and later Nate came in. I slept for a little while before Emilee came to see me. She brought me a Jamba Juice. I woke up all covered in sweat which someone later told me was due to hormone changes. Later Heather, Curtis, Leila and Benny came to see us.
It took until the last day right before we left to get the lady to come take his picture. Ethan was in some dumb outfit and the lady acted all annoyed like she didn't want to do it; like she was in a hurry or something. She got a picture of him with his eyes closed and reluctantly asked if I wanted to try for a better one. Um, YES. All I wanted was the generic hospital pic that everyone else gets! Right now I'm trying to order the one she finally did take and I can't find it online!!! Ergh! Hate them.
This is the one I took.
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