|Going to the hospital to have a baby!|
I got there at 6:30 in the morning. While I was walking to the delivery room I literally froze. I was scared silly, Derek had to give me a little pep talk. I got all hooked up to my IV, BP cuff, baby HR monitor, my contraction monitor, and my pitosin. This made going to the bathroom one heck of a time!!
The Dr came in and tried to break my water at either 8 or 9 am (I can't remember). After about 10 minutes of the worst pain someone has put me through, the Dr said he was going to try a different approach. They used some medicine to soften my cervix, and I had to lay there for 4 hours until he came back.
Finally the Dr came back at either 12 or 1 (I can't remember), to try and break my water again. I don't know how I didn't swear, cry, scream, or kick the Dr in the face. I have never experienced so much pain in my life!! Having the Dr try to break my water was seriously the worst thing ever. The nurse told me that she had never seen someone go through as much as I did to get their water to break as she did with me in over 6 years. This made me feel a little better, and that I wasn't being a wuss. After about 10 minutes my water finally broke. This made going to the bathroom even more fun. It was sad, but I had only progressed from a 1 to a 2.5 at this point.
I was so scared to get the epidural, but the N.A. was amazing! It was like night and day from how I had felt before the epidural. I would talk right through my contractions once I had the epidural. Derek kept asking me if I even knew that I was having a contraction when my monitor would show that I was. Luckily my family came to visit AFTER I had my epidural. I was much more pleasant to be around after the epidural was given. I ate my ice chips and enjoyed having some company to distract me with how long of a day it had been.
Now for the even more discouraging part. The Dr. came back at 11 pm to check on my progress. I was only at a 6. My Dr. told me that I wouldn't be giving birth until early morning so I needed to try and get some rest. Before he left, he inserted internal monitors for my contractions and the baby's heart rate so they could better monitor what was going on. The nurse saw my contractions on the monitor and decided to crank the pitosin all the way up to a 7.
When the Dr. left, Derek set up his bed and we were both very discouraged. An hour later I felt the urge to push. We called the nurse in and she told me that I was at a 9.5. She told me to try to push and see what happens. Well I gave one big push and I was dilated to a 10 and ready to deliver. I asked her if she was going to call the Dr and she said not yet. I FREAKED out!! I did not want to deliver this baby without my Dr. Especially because my nurse was not the best nurse in the world. I pushed for 20 minutes, and Derek told me that he could see the head. FINALLY she went and called the Dr. He was there within 8 minutes. He got all set up, and 3 pushes later I experienced the happiest moment of my life. At 12:59 am on March 20, my little angel entered this world.
When I held that little boy in my arms his name immediately came to my head. I knew that his name was Levi Derek Dawson. I was so grateful to experience this because I was panicking that we still didn't have a set name for him.