Now here I am on summer break getting to spend a little over two months with my now 3 month old! Say what? Three months? Really? Man she is growing up.
This post is going to be a little recap of what has happened since October. I won't overload you with bump pictures but I will show you the last bump picture we took so you can see how big that bump got. Here she is! That bump was taking over! She had a lot of extra fluid in there with her (more on that later)!
At this point I had been off work for almost two weeks because we thought she was going to come early plus mommy was having a lot of problems with high blood pressure.
A couple days after that picture I went in for my weekly appointment and the doctor decided it was time to induce this little one since she wasn't coming on her own and my blood pressure was still high and she was getting VERY big (or so we thought; that extra fluid made it difficult to know for sure how big she was)!
We went in that night and started the induction with cervadil. When I first got hooked up the nurse asked me if I was feeling any pain and I told her no. Well it turned out I was having some pretty strong contractions. She was a fabulous nurse and I was sad when it was shift change and she left at 11. I got put with two nurses who were working together (we assume one was being trained, but not quite sure which one since they both weren't very good). Once they took over I no longer got any sleep. They couldn't get the monitors on very well so it was causing it to appear that the little one didn't like me being on my side. They forced me to be on my back the rest of the night (for those of you that have never been pregnant, that position is extremely uncomfortable when you have a huge watermelon inside of you). Shortly after that my back labor started and they still told me I had to remain on my back. I cried and cried for the next 6 hours until it was time for another shift change. That was when my parents showed up and I just broke down and cried on my mom's shoulders. She talked to my new nurse about the issues I was having and this nurse was fabulous. She instantly began helping me get some relief. She also informed me that my little one hated me being on my back so no more of that position. I was able to get a nice shower and eat some breakfast after the cervadil was removed. My doctor agreed that we should wait a few hours before beginning anything else so that I could get some rest. I showered, ate, and attempted to sleep for a couple hours (that was hard since it was light out and I need complete darkness to sleep).
The next step was to start to pitocin. That really brought on the contractions. After a few hours of the pitocin I was done with the pain. I was having contractions one on top of another for over an hour. I finally decided to get an epidural. After the epidural I was able to get some rest, but still no sleep. The doctor came in late afternoon to check me and I had made no progress. She thought that it might have been because of all the excess fluid I had so she made the decision to break my water. That took awhile since I had so much fluid. She told them to up my pitocin and see what we could get.
Every time they got the pitocin up where they wanted it my baby girl didn't like it and her heart rate would drop so they would have to drop it back down again. This resulted in no progress for many hours.
At about 8:30 PM I was told the news I had been dreading. Our little one wasn't going to come the way we wanted her too. I had been in labor for over 24 hours and had only had one hour of true sleep in the past 28 hours. I was only dilated to barely a 3 and had had no changes since they broke my water. The decision was made to do a c-section. I broke down and refused for awhile, but finally agreed to it.
When I got in to the operating room I was in so much pain because my epidural had run out and they decided not to put the new medicine in since I was getting ready to head to the operating room and would get hooked up with something else. I had so much pain from the catheter and it took forever for the other medicine to begin working. They finally got me numb on one side but the other side would not go numb. They had to turn me on my side to finally get it to work.
They cut me open and our baby girl was stuck. She did not want to come out. I could feel the doctor right by my face trying to pull her out. She had to get up on a stool and a nurse had to go in and push. Finally they got her out and she was having trouble breathing. They had to give her a few puffs of air.
I immediately felt dizzy and like I couldn't breathe. I told the nurse that was beside me and the next thing I remember I was waking up in the recovery room an hour later with my baby girl on my chest.
She was born February 27th at 9:55 PM. She was 8 pounds, 6 ounces and 23 inches long. She was a long skinny baby.
I was planning to breast feed but because of the circumstances I was unable to attempt it that night. It wasn't until afternoon the next day before I could (since she had a very bad tongue tie that had to be clipped that morning). Luckily she latched right on and we have been successful ever since.
We battled jaundice that first week and actually ended up readmitted in the hospital for it. It took her two and a half months to fully get rid of her jaundice.
Despite it all she is now a perfect, healthy, chunky baby girl.
Here are some pictures of what has been taking up all my blogging time: