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i am a 26 year old stay at home mom, living in the frigid north of cleveland. i spend my time being a follower of Jesus, a wife to my husband, a mom to my son, knitting, reading, and playing video games. and of course drinking coffee, decaf now, while doing all of those things.

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Monday, March 25, 2013

Finally, The Birth Story

I know it's been quite a while since I've posted but I think I have a pretty good excuse. You know dealing with a newborn. But at the request of a few people here is Garrett's birth story.

On Tuesday, February 6 at 2:30 in the morning I woke up to contractions. They were about 20 minutes apart at that point but they were strong enough that I couldn't sleep anymore. So, I got out of bed and went down to the basement to sit on my yoga ball and watch some tv or read a book. The contractions where going on the same when Brett got up to go to work around 6 am. I told him I'd text him every half hour to keep him posted on what was going on and that I was going to call my midwife.

After Brett left for work I called Genny, at that point my contractions were between 5 and 8 minutes apart and were lasting about 45 seconds. I could still talk through them but they were strong enough to be pretty uncomfortable. Genny told me she wanted me to wait and call her back at 10 unless my water broke or I got so uncomfortable that I couldn't handle it.

The contractions stayed about the same but got more uncomfortable when I called back at 10. Genny told me I should wait a little bit and then head on to the hospital. So, I called Brett and told him he needed to come home. Then I called my mom and told her she needed to head out here. So my dad came home from work and my mom headed out. About an hour later Brett got home. He showered, we got our bags and the carseat and headed to the hospital.

I think we got there around 12:30. I was still having contractions but they had slowed down in the car. We got into a room and the nurse came in to check me. I was dilated 3 cm at that point. Then they put me on the monitor to make sure Garrett was doing good. He was but my contractions had slowed down a decent amount. After I was done getting monitored I got up and started to walk.
After I had been walking for about 30 minutes my mom showed up and walked with me. While I was walking the contractions got to be between 2 and 5 minutes apart. So the nurse came back and checked me and I was still only 3 cm dilated. So they told me to go home.

At that point I was pretty mad. Not excited that they sent me home. So we came home and ate some lunch/dinner. I think it was around 4 at that point. I was starting to get pretty tired, I'd already been in labour for about 14 hours. I laid down on the couch and tried to go to sleep but I couldn't stay laying during the contractions they were too strong. They were pretty irregular at that point but they were getting a lot stronger.

Things kept going that way the rest of the night. Brett went to get some sleep around 10 and my mom stayed up with me. The contractions were really starting to get painful and I couldn't talk through them at all anymore. So around midnight I called Genny again and she told me to get to the hospital.

I woke Brett up and we all went back to the hospital. My water broke in the car on the way there. We got in and I got checked again. I was 5 cm at that point. They put me on the monitors and started an iv for my antibiotics. The nurse said she would be back to check me later.

At that point the contractions were getting really painful and were pretty close together. Most of after that was a total blur. I was busy doing some pretty hard work. By the time I got to the point that I didn't think I could handle it anymore it was time to push.

They told me I pushed for about an hour, but I have no recollection of how long I was pushing. I also didn't know I got another round of antibiotics while I was pushing. I was just working on getting the baby out. I had to start using oxygen because I couldn't breathe. But eventually, when I thought I was going to die, Genny told me to reach down and feel his head and that was the coolest thing ever. Of course I started balling. A few more pushes and out came Garrett.

They put Garrett on my chest and my mom cut the cord. I was crying hysterically while Genny started to stitch me up. I only tore a little so it didn't take long. Then the nurse took Garrett to clean him up, weigh him, and all that good stuff. She was right next to me so I got to watch it all. He wasn't far away.

So Garrett was born at 5:53 am on Wednesday, February 6, 2013. He was 7 pounds 10 ounces, 21 inches long, and his head was 36 centimeters.

They gave him back to me and we tried to breastfeed. It didn't work. Garrett was too sleepy. At that point Brett's dad showed up. I was starving and completely exhausted. The nurse was nice enough to get me early breakfast. After I ate, the nurse got me all cleaned up and we went across the hall to our recovery room.

So, that's how Garrett was born!

Monday, February 4, 2013

39 Weeks

So I saw Genny this afternoon.  Only traces of protein in my urine today, and my blood pressure was normal.  I dilated another 1/2 cm, which is also good.  So, the plan is that I see her again Wednesday morning at 11.  If everything is still the same, then I go to the hospital at midnight to start the induction with cervadil, then in the morning we'll start the pitocin.  If I've dialated more, then I won't go in until Thursday morning and we can skip the cervadil.  So, be praying friends.

I've decided I'm okay with being induced.  I really, at this point, just want to be done waiting, to be done wondering, and to meet my son.  I was beginning to feel like he was never going to get here and I was going to be pregnant forever...which I'm told is how everyone feels at the end.  I'm glad that there is a definite end in site.  I signed the paperwork, so that's that.  I'd still prefer to go into labor on my own before hand, but it's okay if I don't.  Although both Genny and my mom think it's possible for me to go first.  I've been having a ton of contractions.  They've been evenly spaced, 10 minutes apart, and fairly intense.  We'll see.  It's not in my hands, not that it ever was.

Belly Watch:
 
39 weeks 1 day
How I'm Feeling:
 
I've been feeling mostly just anxious.  I'm not very good at waiting and not knowing.  I'm especially not good at "is this the real thing?"  I can't stand that.  I've been tired, but that's to be expected.  I'm not sleeping, but that's to be expected.  My hips are all loose and woobly feeling, which is to be expected as well.  So, now we wait some more.  But defined waiting is waaaayyyyyyyyy better!
 
Other Stuff:
 
Baby Length: 20 in
Baby Weight: 7.25 lb
Fruit Size: small watermelon
Weight Gained: 44 lb, i actually lost a pound from last week
Days Til Next Appointment: 2
Days Til Induction: 3
Days Til Due Date: 7

Friday, February 1, 2013

Start Prayin' Ya'll

Well, my midwife, Genny, called me this morning to let me know the results of my 24-hour urine test.  She said the results came back normal, however she was still concerned that there was so much protein in my urine on Monday.  So, I see her again this coming Monday, like always.  She also then told me, that because she was still concerned, if my cervix is "favourable" on Monday, then they're going to induce me.  :(

I definitely want to do whatever is best for Garrett.  I want to do whatever is going to help him be safest and healthiest, but an induction is totally not what I had planned.  It's definitely not what I wanted either.  I'm not super upset about it, I do really want to be done being pregnant and meet my son, but, you know how it is.  Not my plan.  But then again, God's plans are way better than my plans.

So, everyone start praying that labor will start on it's own before my appointment Monday at 1:30pm.  I'm definitely going to be trying to get things going too.  Mostly prayer though.  God knows exactly what He's doing.  He knows what's best.  He knows what I need.  He knows what Garrett needs.  And He knows if and when I'll go into labor.  He knows everything.  Not only does He know, but He has planned it before the beginning of time, for my good, and for His glory.

So, everyone please be praying for me and Brett and Garrett.  Pray that I will glorify God with my labor process.  Pray that His will will be done.  Pray that I will be okay with whatever He has planned.  Pray that we won't have any complications.  Pray that my mom will make it in time.  Pray that Garrett will be healthy.  Pray that Brett doesn't pass out. And just pray.

Also, any advice, please share.  Thanks friends!  I'll keep everyone posted as best I can.