So I decided to start a blog. I've been reading some of my friends' blogs over the past few months, and although I really wanted to create one I knew I didn't have the time with work, school and EOR.
Now that the semester is over I decided I would try it out... since I have nothing else better to do :)
I think it's fitting to start with my birth story and go from there, so here it is :
My pregnancy was very easy. I never had morning sickness or any complications. My weight gain was right where it was supposed to be and although I was tired, cranky and super hungry all the time, I was able to keep up my normal daily routine of school along with both of my jobs.
Towards the end of June my OBGYN started noticing a drop in my amniotic fluid, it wasn't nothing too big; however, he decided to keep an eye on it just in case. He advised me to drink more water and to wade in a pool for 30 minutes every day with the water up to my chin. Apparently a new study out suggests that this can increase a woman's amniotic fluid. I did this for weeks... it doesn't sound bad, but when your actually doing this every day (and most of the time alone) it starts to get old.
Because of my low amniotic fluid, I was going to the Dr's weekly for a check up, sent over to the Renaissance for a NST and monitoring for an hour and then sent home to wade in the water. It was brutal.
Anyway, even though my due date wasn't until July 21st, my OBGYN didn't want me to have to endure a dry birth so he scheduled an induction for me to begin on the 15th.
Mike and I arrived at the Renaissance on the 14th at 1pm, got put in a room and basically just relaxed all evening long. I had a great "last meal" of chicken alfredo and we spent the night watching tv and talking. I will always cherish that time.
At 6pm my nurse started me on Cervadil to help open my cervix and from there my nurse gave me a sleeping pill at 9pm to help me get a good nights rest.
At 4am I was set up on Pitocin and contractions ensued... however, they weren't that bad at all. I have always had issues with endomitriosis so the pain from the contractions were comparable to that.
Hours passed and I wasn't dilating... I was devastated because I did NOT want to have a C-Section. Finally labor started progressing and when I was 3 centimeters dilated my nurse came in and asked if I wanted my epidural. She said that she was surprised that I was so calm because normally when she has seen contractions peak to what mine were, women are begging for an epidural.
Now, I'll admit, I was in a LOT of pain, but I figured it's only going to get worse anyway... so why waste my effort when I have 7 cm's left to go.
I agreed to the Epidural, but I really hoped it didn't slow down my labor. I was in luck though because an hour later I was measuring at an 8 and within 45 minutes I was finally at a 10.
I ended up pushing for over an hour and a half... it was so exhausting...
I loved the fact that my Dr respected my wishes. He knew that I wanted to deliver her myself, and he let me. A lot of Dr's will try and push their patients to have a C-Section when they've pushed for a long time... but we BOTH knew that I could do it.
Emily was born at 6:06pm and she weighed 6pnds 7 oz. It was so amazing to feel her on my chest, there aren't even words to describe it.
After the delivery she was taken to be cleaned, measured etc. while the Dr. was working on me. I didn't quite realize it at the time but I was hemorrhaging and losing a lot of blood. Luckily My Dr. was able to fix everything... however, I wasn't able to hold my little one again for another hour.... it was literally the longest hour of my whole life.
After everything was said and done though, I was left with a beautiful little family. EOR had no problems learning to breast feed and although I swore I wouldn't give her a pacifier, I had to give in on day 2 because of her constant need to suck. I ended up getting no sleep because everytime she would put her fingers in her mouth I would try to nurse her because I thought she was hungry. After about 5 hours of "feeding" her every 30 mins, a nurse let me try a pacifier to see if she just wanted to suck on something... and finally mommy was able to get some rest!
I never understood the mother-daughter bond until I had my little EOR. She is so precious to me and I would do anything for her. July 15, 2010 was the day my life started and each day since then has been filled with so much love and joy.
So much has happened since then too, so stay tuned for more exciting tales :)
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