We arrived at the hospital at about 11 am. Once there, I was
checked in, set up in a room and examined by a nurse to see if I was truly in
labor.
Luckily I was! It was a fear of mine that they would send me home. I was
continuing to progress at a pretty steady rate but my water had not broke yet. At
about 5:30 pm the doctor gave me the choice between him breaking my water or
waiting for it to break naturally. I didn’t want to be up all night with
contractions so I opted for him to do it. OH MY GOODNESS! A rush of water, some relief of
pressure that had been building for the last 8 and half months and then a real
contraction. OUCH!!!! Up to this
point I was thinking labor was not going to be so bad. Ha! Funny pregnant naive
me. I had not gotten an epidural yet because I hadn’t been in too much pain. But
after the breaking of my water I quickly changed my mind. Once the epidural was
in place and doing its job to my great relief I started to relax and another
contraction came on, this time completely located in my right hip! For an
unknown reason the medication was working everywhere except my hip so I felt
everything that was happening in my hip. Not as bad as it was when I felt it
everywhere but a weird sensation nonetheless.
The OB suggested that I not eat anything because it often
makes a person who is so heavily medicated to throw up. I believed the doctor
but I was starving so I opted for (by his suggestion) a liquid meal of water, chicken broth and
orange jell-o. Yea, bad idea. I started to feel so sick and it wasn’t until,
just like the doctor said, I threw up that I felt better.
Mean while I wanted to make sure Sean was taken care of. We didn't know how long we would be in the hospital so I created a "Daddy Hospital Survival Kit" for him! It was full of all his favorite things and helped to keep him tummy full so he didn't have to leave the hospital.
By 8:00 pm I was ready to go! The nurse came in to prep my room. She brought a
huge light out of the ceiling, wheeled in a very large sterile cart filled with
contraptions that looked as if they had come right from the dark ages and got
the baby cleaning station ready. The next step was to help and the baby and I
get ready for pushing and delivery.
Little did she know, the baby was making her way into the
world with out any help. She was
already beginning to crown.
The doctor was summoned and came quickly for what was
expected to be a fast, easy delivery.
Just as everyone was ready to go a frantic looking nurse ran in to let
him know that his other patient (his only other patient) was in having
complications. He needed to go immediately to her aid.
Now my instructions, mid push I might add, were to NOT push.
And let me remind you that our baby (who was on the small end) was inching her
way out with every contraction sans my desire or help. As a result she was in
the birth canal for about 20 to 30 minutes. That is an incredibly long 20 to 30
minutes for a nervous dad who understands what all the monitors and machines
and numbers surrounding us mean. Our baby started to have late d-cells which
means her heart was decreasing with each contraction and instead of the calm
cool husband I am used to he stared to go into panic doctor mode ready to
deliver the baby himself!
Just like we were in a movie, the doctor came rushing back
in! (He had a monitor hooked up in the other room he was in allowing him to
monitor me while delivering his other patient.) He re-gowned and jumped in
right in time for a final big push to welcome our beautiful baby girl into this
world.
Welcome Baby Hennessey!
Tuesday March 27, 2012
8:48 PM
6 pounds 5 ounces
18 inches
I cannot explain the joy and happiness that filled every
fiber of my being when I got hold such a small lovely spirit right from heaven.
I think it is really something that can only be fully comprehended once it is
experienced. I was a bit overwhelmed with emotion, I wanted to cry, yelp for
joy, laugh with happiness and sigh with intense love all at once. I had love
for my husband, love for the blessing of the baby that represented our love and
devotion and love for the beautiful baby that had just been entrusted into our
care.
Hennessey was happy to be with us too. So happy that peed on me....twice!
Even such a genster overwhelmed my new fragile mother state of mind. I was just so happy to be holding a healthy baby who was able to pee on me. I didn't mind at all.
Hennessey came out a bit swollen from being in the birth canal for so long and another draw back, she was having trouble keeping her body heat at a stable temperature so after we had been with her for a little bit they had to take her away to be in a heated incubator until stable.
Other than that she was healthy and thriving! Such a relief for us after the worry of a baby that may be too small. We were so blessed.
She passed her hearing test in three minutes. Something that, understandably, Sean was a little worried about.
Our stay in the hospital was pleasant. We had a birthing
suite with a pull out bed for Sean, a large bathroom and a little dinning area.
We got to have Hennessey with us round the clock, we enjoyed our isolated time
with our little family.
After a few days Hennessey and I were deemed healthy and released to go home.
Our little baby looked like she was boing to be swallowed by her car seat but after she was bundled back up she was ready.
Now our real journey begins!
xoxo