So, starting at 38 weeks my mind kept telling me... It's almost over!! Second children usually come sooner than the first and Liam was here at almost 39 weeks! I kept thinking that any day my baby boy would be here.. To my dismay he didn't decide to come until the day after my due date.. Up until then I was extremely grumpy about having to wait even longer when everyone who was due after me was already having their babies! (No worries, I still love all of you lol!) There were many days when Justin would have to remind me that I needed to be nice and that our little boy would be here when he was supposed to be.
So, on April 24th I noticed some chest pain that was really hurting and I had it all morning. I thought that maybe it was heartburn so I tried some medication for that and it didn't help. I took some Tylenol wondering if it was muscle and that didn't help either. Finally I started panicking thinking it had something to do with my heart. I called the midwife and she said that I should go up and be triaged for it. She also said that it could be contractions and not to panic. On the way up I'm bawling to Justin about it maybe being my heart and me dying during labor and he is sitting there saying that I need to stop worrying because everything was going to be fine. We get up there and they draw labs, start and IV, and do an EKG. The nurse starting my IV tells me that she thinks they will just induce me since it is my due date and I am already there. Then my OB happened to be walking by and noticed I was in. She comes in and checks me and tells me that because I haven't progressed at all she doesn't want to induce me and risk the chances of a c-section. Of course this makes me upset.. But she tells me to still come to my appointment the next day and we will see how everything is then. At this point I'm thinking that I will make it to my induction date of May 2nd..
Then, April 25th comes around. Liam decides to wake up at 5 in the morning asking to watch Little Einsteins.. I tell him no and to go back to bed. He walks out of my room and when I check a few minutes later he is asleep on the couch. It is a Thursday morning and I have my appointment and then I have work after. I have to sneak past Liam and grab the dog leashes so that I can take the dogs out through the sliding glass door in our bedroom. As I am turning around to quietly shut the door I feel something warm going down my leg... I though," I didn't think I had to pee that bad!" As I am rushing to the toilet. After that I take the dogs out still not thinking anything of it. I get in the shower and get Liam and I ready to go. During all of this I notice that I am contracting regularly about every 5 minutes and they are actually hurting. I keep thinking they will stop so I just continue doing the normal routine. As I'm driving to Annie's I call my mom and tell her what happened. I get to my appointment and my doctor walks in asking how I am doing. I tell her that something really weird happened that morning and I'm not sure if my water broke. She checks on a slide while telling me that I am now dilated to a 3! She comes back in and tells me that it was my water that broke and to go to labor and delivery.
Now I am panicking... Justin works from home on Thursdays and that is in Farmington!! Also, I have the car! Why didn't I make him come with me to the appointment when I had a feeling that I should?! So I call Justin and tell him to find a ride. I call my mom who leaves work the minute I call her, and I call my dad just so he knows. When Justin calls back he tells me that his brother is coming to get him.
So, in labor and delivery and they start the Pitocin. I get an epidural when I get to a 5. Then when I am an 8 It feels like my epidural isn't working... I am screaming from pain by the time I am able to push. I push for a few with people cheering me on and then I hear someone say that the babies heart rate is dropping.. A page is sent and the entire pediatric team is in the room also.. They tell me I have one more shot to get him out or else they will have to use the forceps.. One more push and it wasn't enough. Then a lot more pain as they place the forceps and tell me to push again. Then, he is out and I ask Justin what his name is. Justin says, " I think it is Tristan." They put him on my chest and I enjoy a minute with him there. Then I start shaking really bad and had to tell Justin to take him before I drop him. He starts breathing funny so they decide to take him to the nursery to watch him. Justin goes with him so it is just my mom and I and I cannot stop shaking. My awesome nurse Erma wraps me in blankets and I fall asleep.
This delivery was so different from Liam's and it was so awesome to be aware of what was actually happening and not be completely out of it because of stupid medication!! And there you have it.. My birth story :)
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