On Sunday night September 16th about 7:30pm my water broke at home. We had just said goodbye to our parents who
were in town for my scheduled induction Monday morning. My dad and Shane’s mom had just gotten into
town a few hours earlier, and we all enjoyed a pizza dinner together just an
hour earlier (that I would later regret).
I told Shane I thought my water broke and he immediately kicked it into
gear running around getting everything together, all while telling me it was
okay (I was slightly freaking out).
Within 10 minutes contractions started. A few minutes later we were on our way to the
hospital, and I had at least 3 contractions just walking from the car to labor
and delivery. One of the most vivid
things I remember from the whole night was walking past the front desk in the
hospital. The sweet lady at the front
desk said, “Oh we’re having a baby, good luck, you can do it!” For some reason that just made me burst out
crying and I think that’s when it really hit me - we were getting really close to
having a baby. After going to labor and
delivery the doctor quickly confirmed my water had broke, and I was having contractions
very close together. I was also 2cm
dilated. By that time contractions were
getting really strong and I was begging for an epidural. All I really remember was continuing to ask
when I could have one. I had no clue
what contractions felt like before my water broke, but every time I had one I
just remember saying “oohhhhhhhhh” forever, moaning a lot, and squeezing Shane’s
hand. He was so sweet and helpful
throughout the whole process and tried rubbing my back and helping me in any
way he could (even when I swatted his hand, and gave him not-so-nice looks). The nurse had a really hard time getting my
iv in and drawing blood, poking me 5 times (which in the end hurt more than
anything else that night). They also had
to call in the anesthesiologist so that took a little while. About an hour after we got there I finally
got an epidural. I really wanted to kiss
the anesthesiologist, I was SO happy to see him. Before going into labor I was pretty scared
of getting an epidural, and now I don’t know why. I barely felt anything, but soon receive a ton
of relief from the painful contractions.
After getting the epidural the doctor said I was at 3cm, and told me it
would likely be awhile and to try to get some rest while I could. There was a chair that made into a bed for
Shane, and so we both slept for about an hour, when I woke up feeling
contractions again. They gave me more
medicine in my epidural and called the doctor to check me because I was starting to really
feel things again. The doctor all of
the suddenly said, “whoa…what are you trying to do here, you’re at 9cm!” Within a few minutes doctors and nurses
started coming in and out getting things ready.
A pediatrician and his nurse was called because there was meconium present
when my water broke, so Matthew had to be suctioned out immediately after
birth. I remember looking at Shane semi
scared and still in shock, but he was all smiles and excited. It seemed like just a few minutes later when
I could feel his head and was ready to push.
Shane and the nurse helped me push for a while, and then the doctor came
in a little while later. The worst part
of pushing was just being out of breath and tired, but it wasn’t terrible. After about an hour of pushing Matthew was
born at 1:33am, weighing in at 7lbs, 12oz, and 21 inches long ! I didn’t get to see him much at first because
the pediatrician had to examine him, but Shane was able to go and be with him,
while I watched across the room, anxiously waiting to hold our sweet boy
for the first time. It seemed like
forever, but I was finally able to hold him and I fell in love! I really couldn’t believe he was ours, and so
perfect and wonderful.
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