She's here!Miss K made her appearance on October 2, 2014 at 7:53 am. She weighs a whoppin' 6 lb 6 oz and is 18 inches long.We are both healthy and happy and doing well. We are so in love!
Let's start at the beginning. Brace yourselves, this is long, but I want to get it documented while it's still fresh.
On Monday, September 29th, the day after my baby shower, I started having back cramping and irregular contractions at 10:30 am. My mom was staying for the day and I kept complaining about how uncomfortable I was feeling. I texted Mr. A and told him what was up and I just went on with my day. I bounced on my exercise ball for an hour in the afternoon and when I stood up, real contractions started coming in regular intervals and increasing intensity. I started timing them and paying attention to them and I thought this might be it! I didn't want to go to the hospital for a false alarm so I waited until Mr. A got home at 5 and we discussed it. I wasn't comfortable at all so we decided to go on a walk. Contractions kept getting stronger and closer and I was certain that we were going to be having a baby within the next day. After putting B to bed, and asking my mom to stay another night, we headed to the hospital at 9:00 pm. They hooked me up to monitors and checked me. I was a 2 and 50% effaced. They kept me for a couple of hours and my contractions continued and when they checked me two hours later, I was a 3.5 and 50%. They decided this was progress and admitted me! We were having a baby. They started my IV and fluids and I walked and bounced on the ball all night. At 3:00 am, my contractions stopped. They slowed way down and then stopped completely. I bounced and walked and swayed and NOTHING. Talk about a let down. Doctor came in at 9:00 am and checked me and I hadn't made any change so they sent me home. I was 100% sure when they admitted me I wouldn't be leaving the hospital without my baby and we went home empty handed and continued the waiting game.
My mom stayed Tuesday so Mr. A and I could sleep since we had been up all night and she left that evening. I didn't have any more contractions the next two days. Mr. A was off work on Wednesday and we were both still sleepy from the hospital escapade on Monday night. We spent the day together as a family of 3 and he agreed to get some Subway for supper and sent me to pick it up. When I returned from Subway, I set down the bag of sandwiches on the table and walked into the living room. I asked Mr. A a question in the other room and all of a sudden I felt like I peed myself. I gasped and told him, "Oh my gosh! I think my water just broke!" I ran to the bathroom and he ran in and it dribbled into the toilet and then stopped. I had soaked my clothes and it ran down my legs but then it stopped. I thought, "Oh I'm making a big deal out of peeing my pants." and put on a pad and sat down. It didn't leak again for at least another 45 minutes with another small gush and it was then that I realized that it DEFINITELY wasn't urine and HOLY CRAP it was happening! I called the hospital while Mr. A called my mother-in-law to head this way to stay with B. I went to the hospital at 8:45 pm while Mr. A stayed at home and put B to bed while he waited on his mom to get here.
They checked me when I checked in and I was a 4 and my cervix had thinned since Tuesday. Progress!! They also did a test on the fluid and it came back positive as my water breaking. They started the paperwork to admit me. I got another IV and fluids. Mr. A showed up awhile later and I was starting to have contractions. I had leaked a lot more fluid since I had arrived. They had a hard time picking up my contractons on the monitor but they were definitely getting stronger. The next few hours were slow to progress as my body started to do it's thing. Mr. A got some sleep and I chatted with the nurse and bounced and swayed. They checked me at 2:30 and I was a 5 and 70%. My contractions up to that point hadn't been too severe but they were getting stronger. All of a sudden it felt like my body kicked into overdrive and everything started coming way faster and a lot more painful. I made the nurse go and wake up my husband so he could come in and be with me. I breathed and huffed through each one and I finally broke down and asked for my epidural. Then began the shakes. Oh my word. I have never shaken like that in my life. I was having convulsions for the next hour at least. The anesthesiologist came in 30 minutes later around 4 am and administered the epidural. Her first attempt, she must have hit a nerve because I had weird dull pain in my left hip and thigh, she did it again and was successsful. Thank the LORD! I have never been in so much pain as those last few contractions before the epidural. It was so much worse than labor with B. I felt so much pelvic pressure that I couldn't breathe. After the epidural kicked in, the nurse checked me, and to my disappointment I was STILL a 5. I could not even believe it. I was bed bound and catheterized and was able to get a little rest before the doctor came in at 6. She checked me and I was still a 5. I had been feeling pressure but no pain during the contractions and I was still able to move my legs. She was supposed to be leaving town for a funeral but she decided to stay because she is the only doctor that does c-sections at the hospital and she was concerned by my inability to progress. This scared me. I did NOT want a c-section. After that cervical check, I rolled onto my left side and Miss K shifted. They had a hard time finding her heartbeat on the monitor. They finally found her all the way on the right side. She had NEVER been on the right side the entire pregnancy.
After they finally got the heart monitor hooked back for the baby, I started feeling INTENSE pressure. It wasn't painful but every contraction almost took my breath away from the pressure. This continued for the next hour. Finally the nurse asked if I wanted her to check me again and I agreed. The look on her face was priceless. She said, "Wow! You're complete! The head is right there!" and she left to call the doctor. I progressed from a 5 to a 10 in one hour! She said something about the way the baby had been positioned before she shifted might have been keeping me from progressing. And once she moved, BAM! It happened. My doctor arrived a few minutes later along with a medical student. They hurried and got things set up and I breathed through each contraction and the pressure. Finally, it was time to push. I didn't force it this time like I did with B. I felt the pressure and the urge and I could feel her bearing down with each push. With each push, it seemed that my epidural was no longer working as I felt more and more pain down below. My belly was numb, but I could suddenly feel everything else. It was the most amazing experience. I pushed for 30 minutes and I felt every inch of her come out. They had to cut me a tiny bit and after that she slipped right out! They kept commenting on how slippery she was. They also commented that she had a humongous cord. It was ridiculously thick! Mr. A cut it while she laid on my chest skin to skin. She cried for a little bit to clear her lungs and then she just laid there completely content with her hand on her face.They did a check and she scored a 7 on her APGAR. They didn't see any need to take her away so we did skin to skin for awhile before they weighed her and wrapped her up.
My mom came up and saw her and then she left to pick up my mother-in-law and B at our house. We moved to our regular room and waited for them to arrive. Mr. A got out the video camera and captured the moment when B met his baby sister. I can't even explain this moment. It was amazing. I was so glad to see and hug B. I missed him so much and was happy to give him love. He walked in the room and jumped up and down when he saw the little bundle in my arms. He exclaimed, "I'm so excited!" and crawled up on the bed with us. He checked her out and told me he wanted to feed her a bottle. We asked B if he wanted to hold her and he agreed. Mr. A helped him and he was very cautious and happy until she started to cry. He got a pouty lip and tears in his eyes and said, "I hold her for mama. You hold her, mama." and then he proceeded to cry too as Mr. A gave him a big hug.
They stayed for a little bit and then headed back to the house for lunch. We spent Thursday night in the hospital and left after lunch on Friday.
My mom and B were at the store when we got home, so we were there when they returned. We had B's Big Brother present from the baby sitting out. He got an excavator truck, a truck book, and a punch balloon.
The transition to a family of four this past week has been pretty smooth. B is very gentle and caring with the baby and she sleeps all the time. She's finally gotten the hang of nursing and I'm not that terribly sleep deprived... yet. I am just so glad that she's here and healthy and we can begin this new chapter in our lives.
Welcome Miss K.
We love you sooooooooo much!