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Hope you read the previous post before you read this so you get the story in order. I wasn't planning on sharing the delivery story but changed my mind. I hope you don't mind the TMI moments and I hope you dont judge me.
Well I got up at 630am and called the hospital to see if they are able to take us at 730am. They told us to head on over. When we got there, we were the first to show up (first come first serve) to get induced. We got right in and started at 830am. When I got there the nurse checked me and said I was already at a great start and that I was 4 cm! I guess I was having real contractions and didn't know. I wanted to stay drug free as long as possible. I was open to use pain medications but I based it on what I felt was right. I prayed that I would know what to do and that I would know what was right and what would be best for me and my baby.
Here we are. I started feeling the contractions when I hit 5 cm. I forgot to mention that during this delivery, I felt nauseous with every contraction and had horrible heart burns! I was given nauseated medicine that helped but the medicine to help with heartburn didn't do a thing. Stan took a few pictures when I was having a contraction so this is the best one. I look worse than what I felt. When I hit 6 cm the pain started increasing and I became very uncomfortable. I had many options for pain meds that I wanted before an epidural but I thought that I better get the epidural. With how quick things went, I am glad that I thought that. The nurse helped me sit up on the edge of the bed so I would be ready to get my epidural. The nurse was told that it would be 5 mins or so. Once I got to the edge I felt a little pop and felt an uncontrollable gush of fluid. My water broke! The nurse paged the anesthesiologist to hurry up. By this time it was noon. A few mins later my doctor came in saying that he came to break my water but now he doesn't have to. He then went back to his office and would come back when the baby was crowning. I was given the epidural and it didn't take all the pain away. I had this knife stabbing pain that wrapped around my left groin area to my back when I had a contraction. This pain later helped me know when to push. Well the nurse gave me a "peanut ball" to put between my legs. It suppose to help my body move along. With in 15 mins of using this I started to feel sick. All of a sudden I threw up! I threw up a few times and the nurse said that she had to check me again. She said surprisingly that I was already 9cm (15 mins). At this time my body started trembling and I couldn't control it. I was then told to start pushing a little after 2pm. This was the longest part. I was told to keep pushing and after 1hr or so I was completely tired! I had no energy because I haven't been eating and couldn't keep anything down as well that I didn't sleep. After pushing for so long I was told to rest until the doctor got there. The doctor showed up a little after 4 pm and I finally had my baby in my arms at 437pm. It was seriously one the best experience. I thought I would cry but I was filled with so much love and amazement that I was just silent. The best moment that I will always remember is holding Claira and having Stan lean over Claira's head and started talking to her. She moved her back and looked upside down at Stan and smiled at him. Sweetest moment.
So its been about 2 months since I posted. I don't want to spend to much time giving every detail and I am having a hard time remembering what happened. So sorry about that.
Time seems like it flew by until I reached my last 2 weeks. The days just dragged. I would go to the doctors and they would always ask if I have felt contractions. I would tell them that if I had I did not recognize them. My 2 weeks, there wasn't much room left for Claira. She didn't move as much. I also got very nauseated and couldn't eat much. I had to force myself to eat. Since Clairawasn't moving as much I realized that I have been having contractions or braxton hicks but didn't know. I thought that it was Claira kicking and stretching in my stomach but it was really the braxton hicks. I was pretty excited knowing I was getting closer. Every day I would walk around my neighborhood for 1 hour (about 2 miles) with our dog, Allie. If I didn't get up early enough to miss the heat, Stan took me to the mall to walk around. I got to the point where I would feel some contractions or braxton hicks when I would walk. When I went to the doctors for my exam, I was 1 cm and 50% effaced (at 38 weeks). At my 39 week appointment, I was 2 cm. I told the doctor that I was still nauseated and haven't been eating that much and we talked about getting induced. I didn't know about the idea but after thinking about and praying I felt okay and ready for it. The doctor normally makes his patients wait until a week or so after their due date to induce but I was telling him about my pain as well and he felt like I was a great candidate to get induced. We set the date for July 21st. We met up with the doctor one last time to have our questions answered and to get checked again. So 3 days before getting induced I was 3 cm and 90-95% effaced. My doctor then stripped my membranes to get her moving along. Sorry if it that was too much info. As well as walking, my mom took me to get my feet massaged. I don't remember the right term for it so hopefully this is the right term, Foot reflexology? It helps to move the pregnancy along. It seemed to help. Well, July 20th (my due date) finally came. Which means if she didn't come that day we would be heading to the hospital to get induced the next day. I started to get really excited but started to get nervous. That night I threw up my dinner and wasn't able to eat again. I also couldn't sleep. As well as not being able to sleep, I started get contractions/braxton hicks through out the whole night. My stomach would tighten and I would have to go to the bathroom and I would feel like I was going to throw up while my stomach was tightening. Luckily, I couldn't feel any pain. Because I didn't hurt I didn't think about going to the hospital. I was told that real contractions always hurt so I was confused. I had to be up at 630am to call the hospital to get the okay to be at the hospital at 730am. So that night was a long night for me. When I woke up (got 1hr of sleep), I was tired and hungry. I wanted to eat before we left but I still felt sick.
BABY SHOWER- All about the pink! So grateful for my family for putting together a baby shower for me and for our little girl!
Made blocks for Claira's room.
Recieved lots of gifts that were needed.
Recieved tons of cute clothes for Claira. She took over my dresser and closet.
My aunt made a beautiful quilt for her. Love it.
All the presents we recieved. Filled up half of our room. It took alot of organizing and decluttering to find a place to put everything.
Here is her crib. Minus the mattress. My aunt helped me make the crib set. She made the cute quilt. My cousin helped with the crib skirt and I worked on the bumper pads. The picture above the crib was painted and given as a gift for Claira. Everything turned out perfect!