Finally sitting down to write Max’s birth story while he sleeps soundly beside me. Been a while since I posted anything I know but this is the biggest thing that's happened and I couldn't wait to share!
Tuesday December 18 I was one day over due. I had an appointment with
my OB and I went thinking about asking him about having me induced. I
was so uncomfortable and baby was sitting on a nerve in my back causing
me excruciating pain for over a week. The Thursday before I had ended
up at L&D since my OB thought I might have a kidney infection. Nope
just baby sitting in a bad spot.
After doing an exam, he tells me I am about 1 ½ cm dilated and about 90%
effaced. I think, hey that’s something. However baby is still
posterior. He has been so for several weeks now and my OB wasn’t sure
if he would turn on his own. He then told me that if I want I can go to
the birthing center to be induced. He had to call to make sure they
had a room for me and left my husband and I to talk it over. Without
hesitation we decided that the inducement was the way to go. Luckily we
had kept my suitcase in the car and had everything else with us just in
case. My dr came back and said they were waiting for us whenever we
were ready. My hubby and I got our things together and called my mom to
let her know what was going on. (She came and joined us later in the
afternoon.) We checked in at 11:21am and by 12:30 they had my IV in and
started the pitocin. I tested positive for GSB so they have me
antibiotics plus some fluids to keep me hydrated. My OB came and
checked on me after a couple hours to see how I was doing and I hadn’t
progressed very far. I started having some back labor, but felt the
contractions almost no where else. I decided to take a nap at one point
and lay on my left side. I started having horrible contractions. To
the point I was crying and in so much pain I could barely stand it.
After trying to bare them I switched sides, and they almost immediately
went away. It was the strangest thing.
They continued to turn up my pitocin and I progressed to about 4cm.
Unfortunately my back labor got worse and worse. I tried walking the
halls, bouncing on a birthing ball and even taking a bath. Nothing
helped. Around midnight I asked for an epidural. The anesthesiologist
was amazing! Getting the epidural wasn’t as bad as I thought, even
though it did hurt. It started relieving my back labor within about 15
minutes, enough so I decided to try and get some sleep. My mom and
hubby tried to get some sleep as well. Because baby was posterior, my
nurse and the girl she was training and sometimes my OB came to turn me
onto my other side every 30 minutes trying to get baby to turn. I
managed to get a little bit of sleep but not much. I was exhausted.
Around 4:30am my OB came back in and just the look on his face told me
he was concerned. With every contraction baby’s heart rate dropped. He
was exhausted from trying to move and my OB wanted to get him out. He
said I would need a c-section and soon. I yelled at my husband, who was
sleep on the floor, to get up that we needed to talk. A nurse had to
poke him to wake him up. I had not wanted a c-section but I wasn’t
opposed to the idea, if that’s what needed to happen, that I was ok with
that. By 5:15ish I was in the operating room with my husband sitting
by my head. My anesthesiologist talked me through everything as it was
happening which was really nice. My hubby couldn’t watch them do
anything and I’m glad I couldn’t see anything. Maxton was pulled from
my belly at 5:44am and cried his first cry shortly after. They held him
up and my first thought was, holy crap where did all his hair come
from? Both my husband and I had been bald when we were born, so
that’s what I was expecting. They took him over to clean him up and my
hubby went with to check him out. Then they told me how much he weighed
and how long he was. 9lbs and 1oz and 21 ¼ inches long! Was not
expecting that either! No wonder he wouldn’t move. They put him in my
husband’s arms and I got to kiss his sweet face for the first time.
From that very second I was completely in love.
Because I had a c-section I had to stay in the hospital for the rest of
the week. Started to go stir crazy by like the 3rd day and couldn’t
wait to come home. Almost had to leave Max at the hospital because he
had horrible jaundice. We actually had to go back twice to have his
bilirubin done again and he lost a whole pound. Started to feed better
so he gained some weight back fairly quickly and he grew ¼ of an inch in
less then a week. He’s going to be a tall skinny kid like his dad.
These first almost two weeks have been rough with sleepless nights and
refusing to nurse. But we are working it out and things are starting to
get better! I couldn’t have asked for a better early Christmas