I went in on March 11th to be induced. I really didn't want to go over this time so I asked my doctor if we could induce and he called the hospital right there to schedule it. I was a very happy camper. I was dilated to a 2 and about 50% effaced when we went in.
Got hooked to the petocin around 9 a.m. and we were on our way. Our nurse was funny and kept commenting on how me and her other patient were so similar. Both having our second babies, both positive for the strep B or whatever it is, etc....As the day progressed she kept coming on our room stating how much the other girl was driving her crazy. I guess she was a real drama queen and was driving everybody crazy. Dan and I were the favorite patients that day for sure.
My contractions didn't come on as strong and fast as they did when i was induced with Sam. I labored for a few hours and then the nurse asked if I wanted to get on th list for my epidural b/c there were a lot of people already waiting. I decided it was a good idea considering my contractions were getting stronger. A little while after that a young looking guy came in the room and introduced himself as a resident working with Walt. Walt is the epidural man and I had him with Sam and he was AWESOME! Anyway, he told me if it was okay he would be doing my epidural today and that he had done lot's of epidurals blah, blah, blah. When he left Dan and I looked at each othr like, hm, I don't know about that. Well, when my turn for the epidural came up he came right in and didn't really ask if it was okay if he did it he just kind of got going with it. I had decided it would probably be okay so I went with it. I was nervous, I'm not going to lie. The whole time he was putting in the epidural I kept having pains and kind of squeeling and he would say 'were does it hurt, is it gone, etc...' He finally got the epidural in, or so I thought. He came back in about 15 minutes and I was still swinging my legs and crunched in pain b/c my contractions were getting so strong. He was like, 'your not feeling numb at all?' Um, no sir, I'm not. It was then he had to go get Walt to redo the epidural b/c I don't know what he did wrong but it wasn't working. LAME!! Walt came in and had the epidural in and done super fast. It wasn't long after I was in HEAVEN! Really, I was in dreamland and it felt so good. I love you Walt! My back was very sore the next day. Thanks for nothing resident man. I'm kidding, we all have to learn somehow. No long term damage done so I will forgive him.
The nurse hadn't checked me since the doctor broke my water at around 8:30 or so. I was still at a 2 at that point. She came in an checked me at 2 pm. I was dilated to a 6 and 90% effaced. Good news! Things kind of moved slowly with Sam so i was glad that there was some progress being made. I guess I should have told her that I went from 6 to 10 really fast with my first child. Oh well. She told me she would come back and check me in an hour. She came back in around 2:30 for something and decided to check me really quickly. She checked me and was like, um, your baby is right there. Call the doctor this baby is coming quick. Dan and I were in shock and I was so glad it was time. Because I was so numb I couldn't feel any pressure so she was worried the baby was going to slip right out without me feeling it. Dr. Spencer got there pretty quick and we were in business. He kept checking to make sure the baby wasn't coming out b/c the nurses were all real nervous about it. Anyway, they kept saying 'oh you aren't going to have to push long honey, she is right there.' Everything was set up and we got ready to push. I had to give a couple of good pushes and then a couple little ones. Dr. Spencer was like stop pushing, stop pushing but for some reason i kept pushing. That's just what your suppose to do right? Anyway, after about 1, maybe 2 minutes Ellie was here!! I cried, not a shocker. My placenta was not wanting to come out. Dr. Spencer had to keep rubbing my stomach b/c that thing was not coming out.
She was born at 2:50 and weighed in at 6 lbs. 10 oz and was 19 inches long. One of the first things Dan said to me was 'she has dark hair'. It will probably go blonde but I was shocked it was dark. She is just such a little peanut.
Sam was at the Simmons and so they came and brought him and I cried when he came too. It's an emotional time okay? We had a lot of visitors come to see us.
I was craving pancakes for some reason so my parents were awesome and swung by Ihop on their way to come see us. The pancakes were AMAZING! I also ordered pancaked from room service both Saturday and Sunday mornings. I made it once last week too. Don't ask me why but they have really been hitting the spot. We came home on Sunday morning. I'm not going to lie the hospital stay was great. No 2 year old to chase after, food brought to my bed and people always filling up my water and bringing me pain pills. I was ready to come home but I really did enjoy it. Is that weird?
It is definitley different having another child to take care of. I have really been struggling with Sam. We are both so use to getting up and going multiple places during the day that being stuck at home is killing both of us. My family is AMAZING! They have come and picked Sam up countless times and taken him for hours so he can get out of the house and I can get a break. I have to have him go somewhere each day or I go crazy. Dan is pretty much always at work so that only adds to the insanity. I have a really, really awesome neighborhood too. I have had multiple neighbors just come and say 'let us take Sam for you' I am hoping now that I am to the 2 week mark I will feel a little bit more up to going on short errands just to get out of the house. I am trying to be patient but I really am looking forward to being recovered and getting adjusted. I really wasn't feeling well the 2nd week but this week is off to a better start so I'm hoping that is a good sign for recovery. I'm not going to lie 3-4 more weeks without exercise might kill me. It is my release and it is killing me not doing something.
I can't believe that she is here and I'm not pregnant anymore. Time goes so fast. It is nice not to be pregnant anymore as stated before I'm just REALLY looking back to feeling like myself and getting back to some normalcy.
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I love reading baby stories. Each birth is so special it just makes me cry! Yay for a pretty smooth delivery (except for the resident ;)) You are awesome!
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