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Saturday, June 20, 2009

Evelyn's Arrival!

OK this will be a long post and it may even take me a while to finish it. I am betting that I won't get a chance to finish it before I have to feed Evie again so bear with me! Also there is a lot of detail that many people just don't care about, but I wanted to make sure I had this all documented so I wouldn't forget... feel free to skip down to the pictures at the bottom! :0)


So I continued with my bed rest. It was very very hard for me to sit still, but then again if I got up just to pee I would get yelled at!!! The days were filled with imagining bringing my baby girl into this world and panicing that we weren't ready! I just wanted to spend all my time making the house perfect. My blood pressure was staying pretty stable around 138/85 so when we went back to the doctor he said he was not too worried about it anymore, but I had to stay on bedrest until the baby came. We were aiming to get induced on June 4th. The next appointment was on June 1st and that was when we were going to make the final decision about the date of induction.


Joey and I were waiting in the exam room and my doctor came in. He said my weight and BP looked good so we could aim for the end of the week, but he had to check one last thing. I had to do a 24 hour urine test to check for protein in my urine (sign of preclampsia). This is just as it sounds. I had to take a jug home and for24 hours collect all my urine... yuck! So the doctor left the room to check on the results. While we waiting Joey and I planned the rest of the day. Joey was going to go to Home Depot to get some screws to put together the bassinet. We were going to plan a nice dinner together, our last for a while. The doctor came back in and said "I have your paper work together, I need you to go to L&D tonight and we will have a baby tomorrow!" Joey and I locked eyes and the panic and excitement set in! The doctor said there was enough protein in my urine to make him concerned. That combined with my blood sugar and my Gilbert's Syndrome (too much bilirubin in my blood) he did not want to risk it. We were going to have the baby ASAP! We were to go to the hospital at 5pm on June 1st to start the induction.


We went to the house to get my bag and the right vehicle... obviously a car seat won't go in my truck. I took a little nap and Joey woke me up to leave for the hospital. I couldn't believe how calm I was since we were about to go have a baby. Well once Joey told me we needed to leave so I needed to hurry, I burst into tears! The weight of everything finally came to the surface and I realized the next time I would walk in the house I would have my baby girl and I would be a mommy! So of course I cried and cried on the way to the hospital. Joey turned on an Elton John CD to calm me down...(Don't judge) and by the time we got to the hospital I stopped crying.


They set me up in my room, which was a corner room so it was a lot bigger than the other rooms. YEAH! We were even excited about that! They started my IV and drew all the blood they would ever need. Then they explained that they were going to insert the Cervidil to get my cervix ready and then would start the pitocin at 4 am. So that gave me the Cervidil and Joey and I tried to relax and just watch TV. I started contracting pretty soon after, but nothing too terrible. The nurse told us to try to get some sleep and of course Joey was out in no time! I was not so lucky. By 2am I asked for something to help me sleep because I knew I needed my rest. The nurse gave me stadol to help me sleep. At least I got a few hours.


At 4am on the dot they started my pitocin. I was only 1cm dilated, but my cervix was paper thin and ready to go. They expected me to have a very fast labor. My contractions increased and we started the labor process really started! I was able to control the pain with no problem at that point so we just kept watching TV and talking. At about 8am they came in to break my water. Within 10 minutes I was in so much pain I could hardly stand it! My contractions weren't too bad, but every time I had one it felt like someone was trying to break my back! I couldn't even move my legs because it made my back hurt so much more. Tears were running down my face and I told Joey I wanted an epidural. My back was in so much pain I wasn't even worried about my contractions anymore. So I got my epidural... greatest thing in the world! The nurse kept checking me, but I wasn't make any progress. Evie's head wasn't coming down like it was supposed to and she was turned about a quarter of the way and the baby kept shifting so we kept losing her heartbeat. I eventually had to have her heartbeat and my contractions monitored internally... again epidurals are great! The nurse quickly started putting my in different positions to get the baby to turn and move down. It was a bunch of crazy different positions that I had to be in for an hour at a time. One position had me on my hands and knees with my butt up in the air with my face on a the pillow! By 4:30 I was only 3cm. The frustrating thing was that if her head would just have come down then I would have had her with no problem! At that time my OBGYN wanted me to have a C-section. It was pretty obvious that she wasn't coming down and the long day was just taking it's toll on me. There was two women who were in line ahead of me to use the OR and since Evelyn was handling labor amazingly it would be 6:30 before I could go to the OR to have the baby. My sweet nurse kept the pitocin running and kept my in the different positions up until they took me to the OR. She knew how badly I wanted to experience natural childbirth. Well they took me to the OR and we got things started.


I was given medication through my epidural and they checked to see if I could feel any pain. I couldn't so we began. They made their first incision and I was fine. As the surgery went on I started feeling a little more than pressure and all of a sudden I felt PAIN, a LOT OF PAIN! The Dr had to give me more medication but it wasn't working and then I started to vomit so they gave me something for that. The only other option was to put me out completely. My OBGYN said he needed to get the baby out first and in 10 sections she was out! They held her up so I could see her and then they took her away, but it was so fast all I saw was a flash of dark hair and that was it. Next thing I was out!


I woke up still in the OR, but Joey wasn't there and my little girl wasn't there. Joey and I had discussed early on that if something happened and the baby was taken away from me that he was to follow her no matter what! So the doctor was finishing up and telling me about my little girl. They wheeled me back to my room and Joey was there waiting for me. He said they were doing some tests on the baby, but he would bring her in to see me. Everyone wanted to show me pictures of her, but I wanted to only see her! It still breaks my heart that I did not get to see her for so long. So they brought her in to see me and I was in love! She has a full head of dark hair and Joey's eyes and my long fingers and she is the most perfect thing in the world!