It was Fathers day weekend and I was already 7 days overdue. Dave went to church with his dad and brother, I wasn't feeling well so i had Dave drop me off at my dads house so if anything happened my dad could take me to the hospital if Dave couldn't make it in time and he would just meet us at the hospital.
I call him around 11:30-12noon and ask him to come and get me because i wasn't feeling well. He was getting ready to go to lunch with his family so he told them he was going home. He picks me up and we head home. when we get home i decide to take a back because I'm having some pretty mild contractions. After i take my bath, i feel as though my water broke. I tell Dave and we decide to call the hospital and let them know that we are coming in.
We get to the hospital around 1pm and we get registered and they take me into one of the rooms. The give me the ugly gown and tell me to pee in that tiny little cup. I swear, being 10 months pregnant and trying to reach my hand around my belly was almost impossible. I finally get into the bed and they get the monitors on my belly and the nurse decides to check me. I was 3 cm and she said that she felt hair... i was thinking THANK GOD!!! Were finally staying after countless "L&D Walk Of Shame's". The tests confirmed that my water did break. I tell her that i want to try and walk around so i can get things started. She said no problem, I just had to put the net panties and a pad on that way I'm not leaking everywhere.
Were walking the halls and they are getting closer together but not stronger. While we were walking one of the nurses ran up to me and said that he was looking for me, I guess i needed my info bracelet on. ooops! So we go back to the room and it is about 2:30pm I call my dad and tell him that we are doing good and that he can come up whenever he wants. Dave calls his parents and let them know that nothing is really happening and that they can come later on in the evening. The nurse came in and hooked me up with an IV and Dave had to leave the room because he doesn't like needles and blood.. lmao!
Around 3pm my dad shows up and Dave leaves to go to the house and get our bags. My dad and I were chatting and all of a sudden I got the worst contraction.. it was horrible! Dave gets back around 4pm and I tell him to get a nurse because I want some pain meds. I didn't want an Epi yet. They come in about 20 minutes later and give me a shot of Stadol.. man i love that shit! You get tunnel vision and get all loopy! It hits you hard, it doesn't creep up. I was talking with my dad and then all of a sudden i was stuck on stupid.. hahaha.
I decided that this was going to take me a while because i was slowly progressing. I decide to take a nap. The shift change was at 7pm and my new nurse came in and introduced herself to me and chatted with me for a minute and i was back to sleeping. At 7:15 the mood changes when i am woken up to 5 nurses and my Dr waking me up and telling me to move from side to side because DJ's heart rate kept dropping. They finally put an internal monitor on his head and now I'm up. there was no way i could/was going back to sleep.
They check me about 7:45pm and I'm at 4cm. I'm thinking to myself.. OMG this is taking forever! So people start showing up around 8pm. Dave's parents show up and bring Dave food.. WTF!!! I tell Dave that he better get that food out of my room or I'm going to get up and spit in it! i was starving, i hadn't eaten in 2 days because i was feeling horrible. My sister shows up along with her best friend B Dunk :)
8:30p I get my Epi after waiting 1 hour because the anesthesiologist was in c/s after c/s the whole night. My best friend Shannon stayed in the room with me because Dave again couldn't handle needles and blood. After 2 tries they finally get it in and working. I was crying so hard because it hurt and i was scared. The nurse was awesome and kept comforting me. Shannon was also trying to comfort me. Apparently my spine had shifted because all of the baby weight i had on my short body. They also had to put a catheter in because of the Epi. When i was laying back down on the bed i felt like i was peeing... i was laughing and saying "I cant hold it in.. I'm sorry.. LMAO" My nurse told me that it was just my water and when i laid down she told me that there was meconium in there so they were going to have a NICU team waiting in the room when i delivered him. OMG I went right into panic mode!
When everyone was allowed back into the room my sister saw my "Piss Bag" as she put it and was laughing hysterically. Dave's parents were a little embarrassed. oh well that's my sister for ya! Next to arrive were Dave's brother and his girlfriend. Around 9:30-10 they check me and I'm barely at a 5 and now they begin to threaten me with a c/s. I was pleading with the nurse to please just give me a c/s because i could not do this for much longer.
Around 11pm people start to leave and it was just Dave, Shannon, my sister, & B Dunk. At around 1am they check me and I'm finally at 6cm. They said that if i don't reach 7cm by 1:30am then they are going to prep me for a c/s. I'm stressing and my Epi starts to wear off.. OMG that is the worst thing because it took a good 30 minutes for the anesthesiologist to get out of yet again another c/s. There were at least 10 c/s that night.
I finally start feeling better and the pain is going away. 1:30 rolls around and what do you know... I'm at 7cm. I kinda wished that i was still at 6 so i could go in and have DJ already. But nope my body wants me to suffer! All night long my nurse kept coming in and made me switch from side to side because they kept losing dj's heart rate. By this point I'm so tired and physically, emotionally, and mentally drained. I just wanted my baby here already.
3am rolls around and my nurse, who is such a sweetheart brings me some ice chips and tells me that she will check me in about 15 minutes. She comes back and checks me and tells me that I'm at 8cm. finally almost there!!! By this time i am balling my eyes out because I'm just so tired.
4:45am she comes in and says that i am 9.5 cm and 100% effaced. WHOO HOO!!!! She tells me to give a test push, so i bared down and pushed. Right as i did that dj's heart rate plummeted. So my nurse and a few other nurses got the room ready. I'm totally freaking because i don't want my baby to die or anything like that. Plus with DJ having meconium in there it wasn't safe. they need to get him out ASAP.
We call my dad, my friend Shannon and my sister and let them know that we are having him soon. So they all come to the hospital. They get there and Dave tells them that DJ isnt doing good because of the meconium and the heart rate drops. So my dad calls into work and tells them that he is not coming in until he knows that his grandson is born and okay. awe such a sweet daddy!
5:20am I start pushing and..... NOTHING. They needed to get him out because every time i had a contraction or pushed his heart rate would drop dangerously low. So i was pushing again and again and Dave was getting on my nerves so bad, he was in my face saying "Push baby push, your doing good, push" I wanted to slap him and tell him to shut up... lol About 10 minutes go by and they decide to bring in the vacuum and try and get him out that way. Vacuum = No Success... So my Dr tells me its either Forceps or C/S... I told him to just use the forceps since we are already here and my business is out in the open. So he starts with the forceps and he is really tugging and pulling, he had to cut me so he could fit through. When his head is out they tell me that the cour was wrapped around his neck 2x and really tight. Finally at 5:40am DJ is here. Dr. pulls him out and takes him directly to the NICU Team because he wasn't breathing and was very blue.
I was so scared and just wanted to hear my baby cry. Finally after a few minutes of oxygen and clearing out his airways he lets out a big scream! OMG i lost it, just crying and knowing that he was going to be okay. His apgars were 5 & 9 and he weighed in at 8lbs 1oz and 21.5 inches long with a BIG NOGGIN! no wonder the kid couldn't get out. his head was too big. He didn't have to stay in the NICU at all and stayed in my room with me :)
Apparently nobody told our visitors that i had had the baby till my sister heard a baby crying from my room... lol They come in and hold DJ and my dad held him and then kissed him on the forehead and came over and kissed me on the forehead and left for work.
About 6am one of the nurses from the nursery comes in and takes the baby to the nursery and Dave follows her. He comes back after about 10 minutes and we try and get some sleep. The nurse brings DJ back in around 7am. I was told that after i walk to the bathroom we can switch rooms and i can go into the recovery room. So i hurry and make an attempt to walk and i take one step and fall, my legs are still a little limp from the epi.
About 8am they are ready for me to try and walk again and i finally make it over to the toilet and try and pee. OMG it hurt so bad. But i got some pain meds.. so after they kicked in it was all good. We are moving me to a new room and we walk into this tiny rinky dink room and the nurse decided to call up to the 5th floor to see if they have any private rooms available.... SCORE!!! there was a room up there so thank god i didnt have to share a room with someone!
We get up there and relax and around noon all the visitors start to show up and bring lots of gifts :) We were in the hospital till Tuesday afternoon and then got to go home....
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