-Baby's name: Rivers Kugler Hilweh
-Baby's birthday: December 28th, 2004
-Time of birth: 12:49am
-Weight: 8 pounds, 8 ounces
-Length: 21 1/2 inches
-Child birth method: vaginal
-Apgar scores: Actually, I don't know. But he was crying and very pink, so I'm sure it was something good.
The morning of the 27th found me driving to the doctor's office early in the morning. Not because I thought I was in labor. I'd been in the hospital all day Christmas with false labor, and the doctor, for some reason, wanted me to do a 24 hour urine collection. And so, with my little jug full, I arrived at the clinic, and had some blood work done. On my way home, I felt a contraction. About an hour later, I felt another one. I had a feeling these were no mere braxton hicks, oh no. I was not going to be fooled again. I had a FEELING. My contractions started coming about 10 minutes apart, and very regular, and I just knew. So, I called my dad, so I could spend a little time with him, before he became a grandfather, and I became a mother, and also, to distract myself, so I wouldn't go to the hospital too early.
When my dad came and picked me up, we went first to my boyfriend, Jake's work, so I could tell him to be ready to leave at any time. Then, my father and I went driving around, running errands, getting lunch, buying two cigars, one for my dad, the other for Jake, for after the birth, and walking around to keep me from wanting to go straight to the hospital. Then we went back to my dad's house, so I could try and lay down for a while, because the contractions were getting pretty intense.
I had only been reclining a few moments when I realized it was TIME TO GO.
So, we went. They checked me and I was 3 centimeters, 80% effaced. My contractions were still about 5 minutes apart, but they were very intense. I told the nurse I needed SOMETHING, anything for pain, and she said, "Don't expect to go through childbirth without a little pain, honey. It's gonna get worse, too."
Well, thank God, the shift changed, and in walked the most wonderful nurse in all the world. She saw how much pain I was in, and decided to check me again. I was 7 centimeters, 100% effaced! In less than an hour! I needed an epidural, and fast. I was NOT going to go through transition with my contractions as bad as they were already.
The epidural hurt just a little bit at first, but then it made everything yummy and fun again. I talked on the phone, I talked to people in my room, everything was great. But then, I stopped progressing. My contractions were still 5 minutes apart. I felt nothing. The doctor came in and broke my water, which was clear. But each time I had a contraction, the baby's heart rate went down. So they put me on oxygen, which helped a little, but didn't take away the problem. About 2 hours later, I was ready to push. The only problem was, my contractions were STILL 5 minutes apart. So I would push and push, and then wait. Then the doctor gave me an episiotomy, which I felt, but it didn't hurt. Then he introduced the vaccuum extractor. Twice, when I was pushing, I felt and heard a loud POP, and thought it was my baby's head coming out, but it was just the extractor coming off my baby's head. A few minutes later, my baby's head really did come out, with the cord around his neck, which explained why his heart rate kept going down with the contractions.
I burst into tears when I heard my baby boy crying for the first time. I'd been waiting 9 months for this moment, and here it was! I gazed over at my baby as the doctor stitched me up, just crying and happy.
I had a fairly easy labor, with early labor lasting about 10 hours active labor lasting only about an hour, but transition last a few hours (which was okay, because I couldn't feel a THING.) for a total of about 17 hours. But it wasn't all that bad, even before the epidural. My (second) nurse was amazed that I could be contracting that hard, and still talk at all. I'd definately do it again.
Unfortunately, my son developed jaundice, and hasn't left the NICU since the day after he was born. Hopefully he'll be able to come home tomorrow, and I won't have to spend my time between feedings away from him. :(