Long Post!!
Well Allura is 2 and half weeks old and I finally have time to write this!
On 3/10/10 (a Wednesday) I went to my OBGYN appointment. I was 2-3 centimeters dilated at that point. My doctor informed me that he was going out of town the next night for his vacation and that we could induce if we waited to have him deliver. My hubby and I thought about it, We didn't really want to induce, but my family lives 7 hours away from us and the timing would work out pretty well since they would have to take off from work to come out. Not to mention we wanted our doctor to deliver our baby!
So that night we went to the hospital at 10:30 pm. I was hooked up to the IV and the doctor came in at around 11:45 and broke my water. At that point we started Pitocin as well (double whammy!!) I was at 3 centimeters at this time.
Then the contractions really started to come! I couldn't believe how hard and fast they came. One right after the other. I really wanted to get further along than 3 centimeters before the epidural but I couldn't last much longer in this much pain! So I asked for and received my wonderful epidural. I could feel anymore contractions which was great considering the monitor was looking like a Richter scale at this point.
Although I couldn't feel any pain from the contractions I could still feel the pressure from the baby's head. (Something my nurse said was good for pushing later on.)
Well an hour and a half later (so at around 3:30ish) my nurse checked me... I was at 8 centimeters! Woah this was going fast (what do they say about first time Moms???) My hubby and I got about 45 minutes of sleep that night! At around 4:30 I was at 9 centimeters and luckily my family had just arrived at the hospital (They drove through the night to make it!!)
At this point my blood pressure was getting high and they gave me oxygen for the baby just to be safe. Both of our families got to hang out in the room with us for about 45 minutes while we waited for her head to come down more. I was shaking from the epidural and looked like a mess!
I started to feel alot of pressure and before I knew it it was time for practice pushing. This was harder than I thought it would be. I found it impossible to push without straining my face. Even though I wasn't pushing as well as I could have her head started to crown. My nurse called the doctor up and he came rushing back to the hospital. For about 15 of the longest minutes of my life I had to wait for him, without pushing (this was SO hard) There was so much pressure down there.
My doc finally came in and with the hardest pushes ever she came out! During each push I thought I would black out! Her head was so big I had to get an episiotomy, but at that point I didn't care. It actually didn't really hurt at all, just a few pinches when he made the cuts.
My Mom, sister, and husband were there to watch her come into the world. It was so intense. I didn't have to push for very long (The perk of feeling the pressure) But it was the hardest thing I've ever done physically. I felt so much relief after she came out, not to mention joy!
After she came out they put her on my belly to rub her down, then took her to do their tests. She was 8 pounds 8 ounces, and 20.5 inches long! A big baby!
I didn't stop bleeding right away, so my doctor had to keep pushing down on my belly and keep checking my internally while he was stitching me up. They eventually had to give me a shot in the leg to help my uterus contract and go down in size. My husband and sister said there was ALOT of blood, and it was scary to watch. After about 10 minutes of this, things finally calmed down, and I got to hold my perfect angel.
I don't know what was better holding her myself, or watching my husband hold her.
She is finally here. My infertility journey has ended with this beautiful being in my life. I don't know what the future holds (will our frozen embryos give her siblings? Will we have to do another round of IVF, will God give us a miracle on our own?) Right now all I care about is her.
Well Allura is 2 and half weeks old and I finally have time to write this!
On 3/10/10 (a Wednesday) I went to my OBGYN appointment. I was 2-3 centimeters dilated at that point. My doctor informed me that he was going out of town the next night for his vacation and that we could induce if we waited to have him deliver. My hubby and I thought about it, We didn't really want to induce, but my family lives 7 hours away from us and the timing would work out pretty well since they would have to take off from work to come out. Not to mention we wanted our doctor to deliver our baby!
So that night we went to the hospital at 10:30 pm. I was hooked up to the IV and the doctor came in at around 11:45 and broke my water. At that point we started Pitocin as well (double whammy!!) I was at 3 centimeters at this time.
Then the contractions really started to come! I couldn't believe how hard and fast they came. One right after the other. I really wanted to get further along than 3 centimeters before the epidural but I couldn't last much longer in this much pain! So I asked for and received my wonderful epidural. I could feel anymore contractions which was great considering the monitor was looking like a Richter scale at this point.
Although I couldn't feel any pain from the contractions I could still feel the pressure from the baby's head. (Something my nurse said was good for pushing later on.)
Well an hour and a half later (so at around 3:30ish) my nurse checked me... I was at 8 centimeters! Woah this was going fast (what do they say about first time Moms???) My hubby and I got about 45 minutes of sleep that night! At around 4:30 I was at 9 centimeters and luckily my family had just arrived at the hospital (They drove through the night to make it!!)
At this point my blood pressure was getting high and they gave me oxygen for the baby just to be safe. Both of our families got to hang out in the room with us for about 45 minutes while we waited for her head to come down more. I was shaking from the epidural and looked like a mess!
I started to feel alot of pressure and before I knew it it was time for practice pushing. This was harder than I thought it would be. I found it impossible to push without straining my face. Even though I wasn't pushing as well as I could have her head started to crown. My nurse called the doctor up and he came rushing back to the hospital. For about 15 of the longest minutes of my life I had to wait for him, without pushing (this was SO hard) There was so much pressure down there.
My doc finally came in and with the hardest pushes ever she came out! During each push I thought I would black out! Her head was so big I had to get an episiotomy, but at that point I didn't care. It actually didn't really hurt at all, just a few pinches when he made the cuts.
My Mom, sister, and husband were there to watch her come into the world. It was so intense. I didn't have to push for very long (The perk of feeling the pressure) But it was the hardest thing I've ever done physically. I felt so much relief after she came out, not to mention joy!
After she came out they put her on my belly to rub her down, then took her to do their tests. She was 8 pounds 8 ounces, and 20.5 inches long! A big baby!
I didn't stop bleeding right away, so my doctor had to keep pushing down on my belly and keep checking my internally while he was stitching me up. They eventually had to give me a shot in the leg to help my uterus contract and go down in size. My husband and sister said there was ALOT of blood, and it was scary to watch. After about 10 minutes of this, things finally calmed down, and I got to hold my perfect angel.
I don't know what was better holding her myself, or watching my husband hold her.
She is finally here. My infertility journey has ended with this beautiful being in my life. I don't know what the future holds (will our frozen embryos give her siblings? Will we have to do another round of IVF, will God give us a miracle on our own?) Right now all I care about is her.
