Sadie made her entrance into the world on August 14th at 2:56 in the afternoon. She weighed 8 lbs 2 ounces and was 19.5 inches long. You may recall I was supposed to go in for an induction Thursday morning. Well, little Sadie decided she wanted things done on her terms. That night I started having contractions at around 3 in the morning, and gradually getting closer together until they were about 3 minutes apart by the time we got to the hospital at nine that morning. I was 4 centimeters dilated and 80% effaced at that time. (by the way, I will try not to get graphic, but if you don’t like hearing about pain or childbirth….skip ahead to the pretty pictures.) They decided to just let me labor on my own naturally since I was already started. They suggested we walk around to help things get moving. We were thinking we’d be there for awhile. I had stocked up on magazines to read, and other labor things that we heard were helpful. We walked around for about 20 minutes and surprise! My water broke. That was at about 10:45. Up til then the contractions had been bearable. About 20 minutes later things really got started. I remember thinking…this isn’t too bad. HA! Pretty soon I was asking for drugs. I got an IV at around 12:30 or 1 with some “pain medication”. I say this in quotes because it didn’t help at all. It made me feel dizzy for about 15 minutes and then…nothing could help. I remember asking the nurse if it was going to get worse than it was, and she said yes. (yikes!) So…by 1:30 I was begging for an epidural, and they got the anesthesiologist up to my room. He was asking all the questions he needed to, and they checked me one more time….the midwife said “you’re not gonna believe this….you’re at 10 centimeters!” I was freaking out! I went from 4 centimeters at about 12:30 to 10 at 2:00. An hour and a half! No wonder I was in such pain! The nurse was like…”oh I guess it won’t get any worse than this, sorry!” lol. So, anyways….they pretty much said they could try the epidural but it wouldn’t help most likely. I turned that option down and bit the bullet. Her heart rate was getting low as well, so they wanted me to try pushing soon. I started pushing around 2:30 and she was born at 2:56! It was the most amazing thing to finally meet her! Recovery has been hard, because of lots of stiches and an episiotomy. (ouch…Sorry!) Rory has been a HUGE help, and he was great during the whole thing. He kept me breathing pretty much. All those breathing techniques they have you do go out the window once a good contraction hits. haha. Now here are the pretty pictures!
The post you’ve all been waiting for….
August 16, 2008 By 16 Comments
Screaming her lungs out.