Yes, my baby is 5 1/2 months old and I am just now writing down his birth story! I never thought it would take me this long, part of it was that I couldn't figure out the password to our blog. Scott had changed it so finally I figured that out, but mostly I have just been too lazy. So here goes...
Cooper was due Jan 21st, when we had our first exam to see how everything looked down there, the doctor said wow you are already 3 cm dilated and I think 60 % effaced. He made it seem like we were on a roll and threw out things like, "you will never make it to you due date." Anyone who has been pregnant knows that giving someone false hope like that is just plain cruel, although I think the doctor really did believe that. Anyway, that was my first apt at 36 weeks, every week after same thing, no progression. I did EVERYTHING, walked, stairs, bounce on the exercise ball, and all those other things to get him to come. I was SO ready to be done being pregnant. Well a few days before my due date I went in, and I was dilated to a 4 and almost fully effaced. I had my membranes stripped for a third time, and was really thinking this was it. May I also mention I had false labor twice! So fun. Anyway I asked my doctor if my induction could be bumped up a few days since I was so dilated and my mom was coming into town, and he agreed, although I think he did say I probably wouldn't make it till then again..hahahahah, this was a different doctor though. So that's the preceding few weeks before the birth, and here is his birth story:
Friday was induction day and I got up in the morning knowing "today my baby will be born!" I was excited, nervous, ready to get him out, pretty much every emotion. I got up and got ready, we were waiting for a call from the hospital to let us know when we were going to be able to come in. Around 6 or 7 I got the call asking if we could come in at 9! I was happy it was early, and surprised. Before we left the house I took a minute to tell Harley goodbye, I knew when we came back things would be different and I wanted to spend a few minutes with just him. We left and got to the hospital and got things going. I got set up in my room and changed into my gown, and the nurse cam in and started going over everything with us. I really don't remember much of that. After I got hooked up and the going the doctor came in and broke my water and then they started the Pitocin. The iv the nurse gave me hurt so much, she placed it really poorly. Honestly the whole time I was pushing and everything I was thinking, get this iv out of me! Anyway, after they started the Pitocin the contractions got fast and painful quickly, yep I got the epidural after a few real contractions...haha. But I am not a total wimp, I had been dealing with Braxton hicks for a month and they told me I could have the epidural as soon as I wanted because I was so far dilated so I went ahead and got it. After that epidural I felt pretty good, everything progressed really quickly. I went from a 4 to a 9 in 2 hours or less, then the hard pushing began. For 3 hours I pushed and pushed, but that baby boy did not want to come. The nurse mentioned that he was having trouble getting past a certain point, and his heartbeat was all over the place so after each push I would have to turn to my side and have her find the heartbeat again. It made us all very anxious. It got to the point where I was thinking "oh no they might have to do a C-section." The doctor came in and decided it was time to get that baby out so he had me push as hard as I could, then he did an episiotomy and out came baby boy Cooper, 7lbs 4 oz with an alien shaped head! They whisked him away quickly because he had inhaled meconium, and I just watched as they cleaned him off thinking, okay when do I get to hold my baby. The doctor stitched me up, which only took a few minutes, then they handed me Cooper. When I saw the doctor pull him out, I cant even explain the emotion. He went from being inside me to this real human baby that I could see, I don't know it just hits you really hard. It was an amazing experience to see him come out. I don't really remember the first few minutes of his life, just that I held him and we all looked at him and eventually I tried to feed him for the first time. Our little angel had finally entered the world and we were so happy to have him.
Overall I had a very easy delivery and was very lucky to have an awesome nurse and my husband and mom there. Before I had really hoped he would come naturally but I have to say I wouldn't mind doing it this way again.
Well that's the birth story of our sweet baby boy, it has been quite the adventure since then, more posts to come!
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