The last several weeks of pregnancy involved hours of blurred vision, headaches, hand numbness, and what I refer to as a general foggy feeling. My blood pressure had been high on occasion, but not always. The OB was unsure of the cause, but wanted me on bed rest. Therefore, I (along with several friends and family members) were praying for me to go into labor sooner than later.
I had my 40 week check up scheduled for Monday, August 27th (due date-August 28th). I have never been a fan of induction, unless medically necessary, but had decided if I was effaced and dilated enough I would move forward with induction as soon as possible. I was effaced 60% and dilated 2 cm, so we scheduled induction for Tuesday morning, August 28th.
I had many fears surrounding induction. I feared I wouldn't progress normally. I feared I would labor for hours and still end up with a C-section. I feared I would experience more intense pain due to the pitosin. I asked my close friends and family to join me in praying that I would cast my cares on the Lord and fully trust Him. They did and He answered!!!!!!
Our 4:05 a.m. wake up time came early! We arrived at the hospital by 5 a.m. I was hooked up to the IV by 6:30, pitosin started by 7, water broke by 7:30, and epidural by 9:30 a.m. I could feel the contractions just slightly. They felt different than they did with Bennett (the pain was sharper), but I contributed that to the pitosin or bad memory. Dr. Jones checked me around 10 and I was 3-4 cm dilated. A little time passed, I began feeling the contractions more and thought about asking them to increase the epidural medication.
Sam needed to email some work documents and was struggling to attain a strong enough Wifi connection at the hospital, so around 11 he made a quick trip to Starbucks. While he was gone I had several contractions that were 7-8/10 on the pain scale. Had I known how dilated I was I would not have asked them to increase my epidural, but I didn't, so I asked for more. The anesthesiologist came and injected a bolus of meds into the IV and within a few minutes I was totally numb :( Sam returned and was responding to a text from my sister when our nurse came in to ask if I was feeling pressure or pain. I told her I couldn't feel anything and she said she was going to check me within the next few minutes if Dr. Jones or Iranni had not arrived.
Dr. Iranni walked in a few minutes later and started to check me, but said, "Oh my, there is her head, you are ready to have this baby."
She asked if I wanted to wait on Dr. Jones and I said, "No, let's go."
Everyone was rushing around the room getting tables, gloves, a mirror (which I requested), when I hear our nurse say, "You better get the table, because this baby is coming."
They positioned the mirror, so I could see and Dr. Iranni said, "Jones wants us to wait on him if we can, but this baby is ready."
My legs were so numb I could not even hold them in the stirrups, which was very frustrating. Like I said, had I know how close I was to pushing I would not have asked for more medication, but the last I heard I was only dilated 3-4 cm and I had only been laboring for 4.5 hours (I labored 16 with Bennett).
Dr. Iranni told me to take a deep breath and push. I took a deep breath, but couldn't feel enough to push. I didn't need to. Zoe literally slid right out. That may gross you out, but it's true. I am not 100% sure, but I would say from the time Dr. Iranni walked in to check me to the time Zoe was delivered less than 10 minutes passed. I guess after having a 10 lb. 5 oz. baby, 8 lb. 7 oz. is a cake walk.
Zoe was born at 12:08 p.m. She was 20 3/4 inches of total cuteness.
Bennett was excited to meet Zoe. He came to the hospital around dinner time, looked at her for a few seconds, said her name several times, held her for a few seconds, and then moved on to watching a Veggie Tales movie.
Our first family photo of four. Too bad I was still in my hospital gown. My legs and lower body were numb most of the day, so I was unable to get up, shower, and get dressed. By the time my in-laws arrived with Bennett I had only been out of bed a few times and was still a little wobbly.
We opted to stay in the hospital for only 24 hours, so we have been home since Wednesday evening. So far, so good.........minus the sleepless nights, bruised/cracked nipples, etc. :)
We are blessed and thankful to have a healthy baby girl in our home!!