How can I put into words what happened that day? This will be a sad attempt to capture those precious memories...
Warning... I'm gonna talk about labor and delivery here, so if you don't wanna read about the details, just skip on by!!! This may be TMI!! And it's pretty long too!
10 am Appointment with Cecily, my midwife.
The nurse asked if I wanted to be checked for dilation at this appointment. I told her that since it doesn't really mean too much at this point, I would rather not. Cecily comes in and says that we should. Turns out that I was 4cm and 90%. Since I was not in active labor yet, we asked her what this really meant for us. "Don't travel more than 1 hour from the hospital this week. You probably won't make it to your appointment next week."
"Should I still go visit my sister today on the other side of the city?"
"That's fine."
Noon Lunch at Jen's
Feeling uncomfortable with a crampy stomach, but thinking that was just from the dilation check and my niece and nephews crawling all over me. I called Jonathan after his classes got out at 11am and told him what the midwife had said about it being sometime this week. I started having a few random Braxton Hicks contractions, but they weren't any different from what I had been having for the last couple months.
2:30pm Driving Home
We left around 2:30 to drive back to our side of the city. We had to pick up my brother and sister from their schools. Being super thirsty, I asked if we could stop for a drink at Sonic. As we were waiting for our drinks, I noticed that I was getting way more BH contractions. Like... every couple of minutes. I decided to start timing them using a contraction timer app on my ipod. I texted Jonathan and told him he may want to think about heading to Tulsa for the afternoon and evening, just in case. After about 3 in a row that were 2 min apart or less, lasting 45 sec, I told my parents about them. A few minutes after we got on the highway, I felt a small pop in my abdomen and felt a small trickle of liquid. I knew I must be imagining things. I texted Jonathan again and told him that my water
might have just broken, that he should definitely head to Tulsa just in case. I mentioned this to my parents, and within 5 minutes it became clear that this was definitely the day. Debate time... We are 30 minutes from the hospital, and 1 hour from home. Do we go home to get the birth supplies? Or straight to the hospital? Being a first time mom, we
knew I had hours to go.
3 something pm At the Farm
My mom wildly began packing the car when we arrived home, while I hopped in the shower. By the time I got out, I was having trouble not crying through each contraction. I made some phone calls and sent some emails, then we headed out for the hospital.
4:30pm Heading to the Hospital
Seriously, don't ever decide to labor in the car. I'm still texting and calling people as we make the 1 hour drive up into the city, in rush hour traffic. I am begging my older sister to meet us at the hospital with some SmartWater. My sonic drink is making me nauseated and only the water sounds good.
5:25 Arrival at Hospital
Walk (ok, waddle) through like 3 hallways trying to find labor and delivery... Why do they hide it?! I finally find it and walk up to the counter and the lady says, "What can I help you with?"
"I need to check in I guess?"
"I need you to fill out these forms"
*cue major contraction*
"You'll have to hold on"
Meanwhile the 7 nurses sitting behind the counter are watching me about to die from the contraction... One comes out and says, "Let's just get you to a room."
5:40 Finally in a Room
Took us a while to find a room that would be big enough for my birth tub and was clean. Got all situated and vitals checked. 6cm and 80% seemed to me like we still had a little while to go. The nurse is asking me like 200 questions a minute trying to get all of the admission stuff taken care of.
6pm Midwife Arrives
When Cecily finally arrived I felt immediate relief. I had tried walking, standing, leaning, sitting, and laying on the bed. Nothing helped. So sitting on the birthball I breathed through the contractions with Cecily pressing on my lower back. HEAVENLY!!! That is, until she stepped out of the room to take a phone call. As soon as she stepped out of the room I had my first involuntary pushing contraction. I screamed. It was a sound unlike any I have ever made or heard in my life. I thought to myself, "there is no way I can do this for 14 more hours. GIVE ME DRUGS!!!" (I should have recognized this as the tail end of transition, but I was still in the mindset that this would take forever) She came back in the room just as I had my second involuntary push contraction. She is now concerned and takes me to sit on the toilet so she can check me while I'm still sitting down.
6:15pm Here He Comes
Just as Cecily starts to check me I have another contraction. "Oh, that's birth goo. Bring me a birth kit NOW. STOP PUSHING!!!"
"I CAN'T!!! He's pushing himself out!"
"Yes, you can. Now stop."
(Don't ever tell a woman to stop pushing. She can't. End of story.)
"...Ok, now you can push on the next contraction."
*finally!*
6:17pm Here He IS!!!
He's already out? It's a boy?!
My little toilet baby!
You mean I'm seriously done now?!
Can't believe I'm a mom!
6:20 pm Back to the Bed
Our little chunker! 8 days early and still weighed almost 9lbs!
Our favorite face.
He still makes this face at almost 3 months old...
Every single time he cries.
First time to eat. He's pretty happy here!
8 pm Daddy Arrives from Tulsa
First family photo about 1 1/2 hours after David was born.
I finally got my water!
David with his great-grandparents and daddy.
Grandma and Grandpa were nice enough to pick up daddy from the airport and bring him to the hospital.