**Warning: Some parts are graphic**
October 19
So after hanging out with the Dunbars, we went back our apartment at 9:30ish. Since my contractions were pretty close together, I decided not to go to bed yet. Instead, I watched How to Train Your Dragon, another movie (brain is spacing at which one) and then we went to bed. By this point, my contractions were about 7 minutes apart. We went to bed around 1. Just as we laid down, I got hit with 4 or 5 really intense contractions. I told Nate again that I was in labor. His response, "Nah. Let's get some sleep." After another contraction, I told Nate we needed to go soon. I was elated and couldn't sleep anyway. Nate said to wait 5 minutes and then we'll go. It happened. It wasn't until another one that we grabbed our hospital bag and a pillow and out the door we went.
The drive to Roosevelt is about a half hour. We got to the check-in desk, spent some time giving information to the desk and went back to the labor & delivery section. The place is like a whole different place than the actual hospital (very classy and comfortable). They put us into a room (we were the only ones there) and said I couldn't be admitted until the doc arrived at 8 or 9 am. It was 2 am! So we sat around for quite awhile. A nurse came into check my cervix...YOWSA! Her fingers aren't as long as our doctor's, so it wasn't very gentle or pleasant. I was between a 4 and a 5. We had a few nurses in and out checking on the contractions. Toward the early morning, Nate tried to sleep; poor guy. On our birth plan we asked that very few came in so I could relax and focus on my breath. They did okay until the end. This one nurse named would not follow our wishes. She came in asking if this male intern could shadow her. I said no, and that I didn't want extra people in there. Fewer the people, better the relaxation and focus for me. Within 15-20 minutes, she was back with a girl intern asking the exact same question. At this point, my contractions were more intense. Naturally, my patience is waring thin. I said no again, but this time she was more headstrong about it. I still said no.
Dr. Williams came in around 9:30ish, saw that I was at a 6 and broke my water. Can I just tell you how weird that feeling is?! It's like peeing your pants in a waterfall like motion, but no control over it. Dr. Williams joked about the fact that he has to speak in church that day and to try not to have the baby before he has to speak. Hah, you're a funny one. This baby is coming, whether you like it or not. In the next (half) hour, I went from a 6 to an 8. Amongst that time, guess who came back to ask again. You got it.... She tried to reason with me this time. I looked to Nate for support, but he hesitated not wanting to be rude any more than I did. Not feeling the greatest or of sound mind, I finally said that she could watch during the delivery part, but not now. Not the complete result I wanted, but good enough for the time being. Darn annoying nurse.
For the next 2 hours, I went from an 8 to an almost 9. At this point the contractions were REALLY intense. I focused on my breath and relaxing every muscle with each contraction, moaning along the way. Somehow I got 'in the zone', like sha-va-sun-uh in yoga; teetering between consciousness and subconsciousness. It was getting REALLY intense. At one point of deliriousness, I asked Nate for some kind of anesthetic. He said I was almost through it and it was too late for that. He was very supportive, it was just what I needed. Through the intense parts, Nate held my hand tightly giving me comfort. The last few hours was really hard work. It felt like I was never going to get there. In 20-30 min, I went from a 9 to maybe a 9 1/4, 20-30 min after that 9 1/4 to 9 3/4, and then 20-30 min after that, it went to 9 3/4 to almost a 10. I guess a lip was holding us back. Dr. Williams tried to move it and then told his team of nurses to get ready to deliver. I felt extremely hot and tired.
At one point they blew a fan in-between my legs. It felt great for a couple seconds and then was really really cold. Crazy nurse came in to help and brought with her the intern. Being so ridiculously hot and at the end of the line, I told her, "You know, I don't mean to be rude, but I need you to get out." The crazy nurse looked a little hurt, but I didn't care in the slightest. Around quarter to 2, I started pushing. Pushing was the exact opposite from labor. Instead of relaxing every muscle on the contractions, I had to push on the contractions. It seriously felt like pooping.
The first couple times I pushed, my legs would cramp up, so that I got HUGE, INTENSE charlie-horses. They were more painful than the labor or delivery part. No joke. Dr. Williams noticed that I was pointing my toes when I began to push. Crazy Nurse and Nate helped hold my feet flat. I then decided to push like my life depended on it. Nate told me later that I turned into an Amazon woman, screaming and pushing with everything that I had. She was almost out and 2 huge events happened. The first, Dr. Williams accidentally pushed on my clitoris trying to get her out. I screamed murder; as you may imagine! The second part, was Keira's head was almost out, but the cord was wrapped 3/4 of the way around her neck. He told us he was going to clip and he did. Couple more pushes and she was out. I was completely exhausted, mentally and physically!
I guess I pushed so hard, that I tore a little bit, so Dr. Williams did an episiotomy--didn't feel it after everything that happened before. They gave me a little plutocin to remove the placenta, while they wiped Keira off a little and immediately gave her to me, skin to skin. Dr. Williams showed Nate the placenta and my tear, telling him all about it. Of course, Nate was fascinated. A few minutes later, Nate tied off the remaining umbilical cord on her and they checked to make she my uterus was going down in size. Crazy nurse was in charge of that. She came every half hour as I was trying to bond with my new baby and sleep. She'd push really hard on my stomach to check and wasn't very nice about it. Once everyone was out of the room, Nate made the phone calls, telling the family about our new arrival.
What a challenge it was, but I'm more than happy with the outcome of my sweet baby girl.