Friday, October 24, 2008

Britain Victoria has arrived

Early Friday, October 17th, 2008 at 2:40 my water broke. Not sure what was going to happen next I waited to make sure it was my water. It was and I woke Travis up about an hour and a half later and told him, he responded with "yeah right."
I called the doc to find out what was going on, I had only had one contraction in that hour and a half. She said some people start right away and some have to be put on a petocin drip and to go ahead and get the kids ready for school and then go onto the hospital so I did.
We dropped the kids off, which they were not happy about and told them it could take all day long but that we would come pick them up when the baby comes. Travis and I went to the hospital and the nurse checked to make sure it was my water and it was. I got an IV and was ready to get started on the drip by 9AM.
By 10:30 I ordered my epidural knowing the nurse had told me it would take about 30 minutes for the epidural doc to get to my room and administer the thing. At 11 he walked in and the miracle of modern medicine took place :) I was only 3 cm dilated when I walked into the hospital and at 11 was still only 3 cm. At 12:30 the midwife came in to check me because the contractions were making Britain's heart rate drop dramatically every time. I was then 4 cm but they lowered the petocin drip from 10 to 8 to see if it helped with Britain's heart rate and it did. I told Pam, my midwife that I was worried that they were going to have to do a C-Section or that it would take all day to dilate to 10 cm at this rate. She said not to worry that she felt that once I started to dilate it would just take off and it would be time. Well, at 2PM Travis commented on my contractions being off the chart and it was then that I realized that I was feeling a lot of pressure with each one. The last time I felt pressure like that was when I was in labor with Chase and it was time to push. So when my nurse walked in I told her about the pressure and she proceeded to check my progress. Her response was "ok, it's time, don't laugh and cough!" She then got on the phone and called the midwife Pam. The other nurse proceeded to hold my legs shut to keep Britain in. Pam came running into the room putting her scrubs and gloves on. She then said ok let push, as I took a deep breath, grabbed my legs under my knees and put my chin to my chest she was already on the table. I KID YOU NOT!!
Now why couldn't the other two be that easy?
On 10/17/2008 at 2:15 PM weighing in at 7 lbs and 8 oz and 19 inches long I welcomed my third and final baby into the world.

Monday, October 06, 2008

36 weeks and 4 days

I went for my 36 weeks doc appointment praying that there was better news than last week. Please tell me "something" is happening, anything.
Well, I was having what I thought was braxton hicks all weekend long. I'm guess they were actual contractions because when Vicky checked me this morning I was 50% effaced and dilated 1 cm.
Apparently when she checked me some of the membranes ruptured and I started bleeding and shedding some clots. So before I left the doctors office I told her that I was bleeding pretty good and that there were clots as well. She wanted to check me again to make sure they were clots and not actual tissue (what the difference or importance in difference is I don't know). Well I in about 20 minutes time was thinned even more and dilated to 2 cm.
Woohoo right!!! here we go. Not. I got some lunch, came home, threw the bags and cameras in the car, went to the school to get the kids and to go walking like Vicky told me to. That's when it all stopped. The walking stopped my contractions???? So the kids and I headed home (I was exhausted anyway) to lay down and for the kids to do their homework. Obviously there was no baby coming.
So after dinner I decide to go jump on the treadmill and see what I can get started. I started having some contractions again and more frequently too. As soon as I got off the stupid thing (I couldn't walk anymore my feet and back were killing me) they stopped. I don't know what the crap is going on but I guess I should at least be happy that "something" is going on.