Here we are!!!
1:00pm on a Wednesday & we are still in PJs sitting on the couch.
(Finished at 8:00pm...)
It's only taken me a full two weeks to have a second to turn on my computer, but lets be honest, my time is no longer mine. Which is fine by me! :) Luckily it belongs to my two boys. I could not be more blessed. Not a second passes that I don't feel like I'm living in a dream. It's everything I have ever dreamed of and more...
I left off telling my labor & delivery on "Monday". Quick recap: We checked in on Friday, after 36 hours of labor I had a failed induction. Sunday was a break day to let my body rest. Monday was a fresh start from square one...
Monday, August 11th:
9:15am: We made it to the induction re-do! It was time to start round 2. I was checked again & still 2 cm dilated & 50% effaced. Big shocker. At 9:15am I was given 100mcg of Miso. Deja Vu. Same as before, the miso is suppose to help soften the cervix.
1:30pm: 4 hours later & contractions are nothing great, so I was given another 100mcg of Miso. Boo!"
7:30pm: Natural labor is in full force! Breaking your water is the perfect way to start intense painful labor.
10:00pm: It's all a blur around this time but I was dilated to 3cm, dying in the most intense pain I've ever felt, and ready for my epidural. I tried everything in my body to wait until I was at least 4cm dilated to even request the epidural, but I couldn't breathe or handle one more second of that pain. I even tried a shot of Fentanyl but it did absolutely nothing.
10:30pm: Epidural placed. Thank god almighty for such an amazing placement & drug. Nap time.
Tuesday, August 12th:
2:35am: I'm awake, too much pain to sleep. I text my friend Alison for the next couple hours about my pain. I am convinced I have a bad epidural. My right side is way more numb than my life side. I am moving in my bed, readjusting my positions to try to balance my epidural. Nothing. I ask my nurse several times whats wrong with my epidural. She is trying to help me but thinks I'm crazy.
4:45am: The anesthesiologist came in with an extra dose of meds to push directly into my epidural site. Thank god. I attempt to rest again.
6:00-7:00am: During this entire hour I continue to text Alison about my epidural & pain. I tell her over & over that it's placed wrong. I am in 7/10 pain, breathing through my contractions. I asked the nurse about the pain several more times & she reassures me that because my water is broken, I will feel more pressure & pain than I had in the past. I reassure her, that I need more pain medications & ask for the doctor. Lol
7:05am: My awesome doctor comes in to check my cervix. I know the second she tries to check that something is different. Her exact words, "Are you ready to have your baby?! His head is right there!"
"What??? It is?" Last time I was checked I was only 3-3.5cm & now his head is
right there! NO WONDER I have been in so much pain!!!
It only took 10 minutes for my entire room to be flipped & full of doctors, nurses & a NICU team. Eric was by my side & trying to pry my cell phone out of my hands so I could start pushing. Pretty typical if you know me, but I had to tell everyone! I knew they were going to kill me for missing it...
7:15am: I start pushing!
EXHAUSTING!
7:26am: Our son was born!!!
Four days of labor & 10 minutes of pushing! We did it!!!
I know I already posted all of his birth pictures, so refer back to the last post if you want to tie the story back to the pictures... :)
We were so blessed that Cal was strong enough to breathe on his own, maintain his airway & was able to stay in our room with us. Eric got to cut the cord, I was able to do skin to skin, and a few close family & friends were able to see him just minutes after he was born! So blessed.
We were transferred upstairs to the mother & baby unit. We spent the next 48 hours falling deeper in love with our little prince. Learning how to feed him, change him, keep his blood sugars up, keep his weight up and mostly keep up with the lack of sleep!
Because he was born at 35 weeks 3 days he had not mastered his ability to suckle, swallow & breathe all at the same time. So since birth our feeding schedule was hectic! Every 2-3 hours we had to attempt to breastfeed for 10-15 minutes, then have him suckle on our pinkie while we syringe fed him pumped breast milk, THEN we had to try to force him to eat formula from a bottle! And after all that I got to pump for another 10-15 minutes to get what I could for the next feeding session. It was our hardest challenge by far. Thank god that phase is over.
August 14th was Eric & my 11 year dating anniversary & the day we got to bring our son home!
August 15th, 2014
We survived 24 hours home alone with Cal. We had his first doctors appointment & blood work at Kaiser. He held strong at 4lbs 14oz & was perfect other than the usual jaundice. He also may have RIPPED OFF his umbilical cord at his appointment!!! Worst thing ever! And he was under the doctors care, not mine. Ugh! So sad.
Oh how I miss that blue little face! And don't even get me started on his blue eyes! I will cry the day they turn brown. He changes so much everyday, I fall in love over & over... <3
Week 1 & Week 2 posts are in the making. When I am finally caught up, it will be much easy to do my weekly posts! :)
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