Tuesday, April 7, 2009

Birth story (book) continued

  • We got most of our last minute stuff and left for the hospital at 2:30ish a.m.

  • We got to the hospital and realized we forgot my purse and I thought I might need my ID so we turned around and went home to get it.

  • Contractions on the way to the hospital required my attention but I was surprised at how relaxed and normal I felt in-between each one

  • We arrived at the hospital with everything a little before 3am

  • We told the ladies in ER we needed to go to labor and delivery and they asked if we had something scheduled (which was retarded because who schedules appointments at 3am), when we told them no that I was just in labor they looked confused and asked once or twice more if I had something scheduled and than told us to go on back and they would let them know we were on our way.

  • When we got to labor and delivery the ladies there asked if my water had broken and when I was due and said they would go ahead and check me in but they didn’t seem very convinced I was in labor.

  • I Got checked in, changed, hooked up, and checked, and I was 5cm and 90% effaced and she was at station -1. To their CHEGRIN, I really was in labor and not just being a wimp.

  • The first nurse that checked me was new to the hospital and apparently I was the first person she had checked while working there and she didn’t do the check during a contraction. The more experienced nurse decided to double check her work and do so during a contraction which was super irritating.

  • I was not a big fan of laying in bed and thought I had to pee so I got up and sat in the bathroom for awhile.

  • The nurses were not big fans of me being in the bathroom and kept asking if I was ok, pablo told them "she'll let you know if there is something wrong just let her be." when I was ready I came out and stood next to the bed.

  • Standing next to the bed made it difficult for them to get readings on my contractions and the baby so they kept encouraging me to lay in bed on my left side.

  • Pablo kept telling me to do what was comfortable for me so I continued to switch between sitting in the restroom and standing with him next to the bed.

  • A little before 5am they checked me again and I was complete.

  • I got back in bed on my left side and started feeling tons of pressure.

  • My body started to push on it’s own during each contraction and Pablo put counter pressure on my tail bone which felt awesome.

  • The Dr., who we had never meet before, came in around 5:30 and broke my water, which felt really good but completely changed the way pushing felt.

  • The nurses had me start pushing while laying on my back and holding my legs. For about 4 pushes her head would start to crown and than slip back in.

  • Pushing was hard work and it burned like no other but I wanted to get her head out so badly and around 6am she finally didn’t slip back in.

  • At that point the burning got even more intense and the nurse said "ok you need to stop pushing and blow though the next couple of contractions while we waited for the dr to come in."

  • The idea of not pushing sounded like the most ridiculous thing in the world and I was sure I had to keep pushing.

  • While saying this I guess Pablo noticed the nurse holding keelin’s head, he told her “don’t push her back in” and pushed her hand away from me.

  • He told me not to listen to the nurses and just do whatever I needed to do.

  • This bothered the nurses a little so they started bickering and saying that they weren’t qualified to deliver the baby or keep my perineum from tearing, and Pablo reminded them that they’d been stretching my perineum the entire time I was trying to get her to crown.

  • The nurses got real quite at this point and than the doctor walked in. He asked “what’s the problem?” Pablo said “she’s ready”. He looked over and saw the babies head, threw on his scrubs, the nurses broke down the bed and put my feet in the stirrups which I had no idea were there and made pushing way easier since I didn’t have to hold my own legs anymore.

  • The dr. poured oil on the area and we were on our way.

  • It was only a couple more pushes and her head popped out. At that point all the pain went away and being able to see her head was the most amazing thing.

  • With the next push her shoulders came out and the dr. looked at Pablo and asked “you ready to take her?”. Pablo said “really!?” the dr. responded “yeah just don’t drop her”. So he reached out guiding the rest of keelins body out and handed her to me.

  • She was born at 6:23 a.m, 7 lbs 9 oz, 20 inches long, and scored 8 and 9 on her apgars.


2 comments:

mom said...

Man she sure looks like her daddy. She is daddy's little cowgirl. What a cutie!:) I loved reading the story. I thought I heard this experience last night like how could I have missed it on the blogg and then I saw the picture and realized it was new to the blogg. The best picture yet.

Elana Kahn said...

She's gorgeous!!! What a story too...