My labor story
We decided to get induced because we were due the day before Thanksgiving and my doctor knew that everything would go smoothly... The appointment was set up for 5:30 in the morning, I needed to call in an hour early so Duncan and I woke up at 4:30 to get read and call in. They told us to call back at six, I started to get a little nervous, I didn't sleep. I jumped in the shower around 5:50 and called in at six. They said they would call when a room was ready, so back to bed we went again. The call came in at 8 o'clock saying a room was ready; we rushed out of the house hoping no one would take our room. We walked right in and at 9:15 they started the iv and meds. When they started me I was dilated to a three and effaced 85% a good start. It was a long day watched TV and every hour they would come in and check to see if anything was happening. My Doctor, Dr. Mark came in around one and broke my water, that was so weird, but it was ok to wet the bed... I was a five when she broke my water and 95% effaced. "It should be soon" she said hopefully. Five o'clock came around and I was a seven and 100%. Duncan and I looked at each other and thought, only three more to go, the nurses said they were getting ready, that I had a very good chance of going really fast :) Seven o'clock came around and I was in pain, but I didn't want to bug my nurse, finally she came in and asked if I was ready for the LIFESAVER... Thank goodness for drugs (I love epidurals) Duncan was really good and keep giving my button for more drugs every hour, no earlier, no later... SEVEN must be the number... My doctor came in around eight, a seven, two hours later a seven. Midnight hits still a seven, the doctor was getting really nervous, she could feel the babies head, it was right there. The babies heart beat was great but when they put the meds on to help dilate his heart beat would slow down and if they turned the meds off I wouldn't dilate. The doctor knew we did not want a c-section so she kept trying things. One o'clock came in and no change, they decided to start getting ready for an emergency c-section something was wrong... I cried, I did not want a c-section at all, and I was worried about my baby. Duncan knew it was the right thing at 12 o'clock when they mentioned it,.. So after 17 hours of labor it decided to get the little guy out of me... They started drugging me up even more and poking me here and there. Two o'clock hit and off I went they rolled me down the long hall, Duncan looked so cute in his scrubs :) They put up that ugly blue curtain that you always see ion TV (yep its real) Duncan didn't want to watch so he just sat there and we talked. I pretend to be brave but I was scared to death. After forever ( less then 5 minutes after they cut me) I heard a cry and lost Duncan's hand, I heard the doctors say... "Look at all that hair", "Look how big he is" and ect... I guess when he came out he found something to grab on and hang on too. He didn't want to let go. The Doctor showed me the baby really fast then rushed him away, Duncan followed the baby. I found out later that he was faced the wrong way, his face was up when it needed to be down and the cord was wrapped around his body twice and around his neck and arm. The fun part came and I had no hand to hold on to. They pushed the after-birth out, it hurt I could feel it a little here and there. Then they were stitching me up while they were stitching me up I decided that Duncan had left me and took the baby with him, I even said that and started to cry to the guy that was giving me the drugs. Duncan walked around and started laughing at me, and he was holding our baby.... It was a record time c-section... I was back in our room at 2:30, that's not bad for a major surgery. Once Duncan had a hod on our baby he wouldn't let anyone take him away. He handed the baby to me for a couple minutes then I started to freak out. Duncan took that baby from me, I was a mess I started to shake uncontrollably I told Duncan to go get the nurse something was wrong , he went and the next thing I knew I was crying screaming something was wrong, I couldn't control my body or my head, I had blacked out for a minute or I lost memory, I opened my eyes to see nurses everywhere and Duncan standing there with our baby looking a little worried. I tried to stay clam but I couldn't control anything, they tried to put my arms by my side, but I wouldn't have it. I grabbed the male nurses hand and hung on too it like no other, I think his hand was blue when I switched to hold on to Duncan's hand. They said I went into shock, it scared me to death what ever it was, I wouldn't go to sleep I made Duncan stay awake with me until five when I finally lost the battle and fell asleep. It was so fun to wake up to my baby :) And so worth it...
