Thursday, February 4, 2010

Wednesday, January 27, 2010

I had my day all planned out to the minute. Being that it was Natalie's birthday (and being that I am one of the greatest procrastinators on earth), I set my alarm for 6:00 AM so that I could get Natalie's presents wrapped before the kids woke up. Then I knew what I was doing from that point until I went to bed. There was a special breakfast to make, morning routine to get done, getting Spencer off to school. Then it was home to make a birthday cake, get laundry going, clean house, play with the kids, and take a nap (essential for my pregnant body (ok, who am I kidding, essential for me at all times in life)). Cycle the laundry through, then lunch, then walk to get Spencer from school. We get home from school and jump in the car because I have pregnant brain, and didn't realize that we had no powdered sugar to make frosting for the cake. So, off to the store, home to cycle through more laundry, make frosting and decorate a cake. In the meantime, defrost chicken to marinade for dinner, cycle through yet more laundry (why do I do all the laundry on one day a week?) and try to keep the kids entertained.

And that is when it happens. . .my first contraction. . .and it is strong. I look at the clock: 4:15 PM. My thoughts: not today, not on Natalie's birthday, not when I have a birthday dinner to get on the table. This whole pregnancy I have said any day but Natalie's birthday. That is her special day. And then I have another contraction, only 3 minutes later. And it is strong too. And they don't stop coming. I realize that I am going to be having this little boy tonight, but dinner isn't even started yet and if I continue to have this strong of contractions it might take me a while to make. And the house still needs to be picked up. So I start getting things pulled together for dinner while the kids start picking up their toys. I only have about a minute in between contractions to do anything, so I am moving slowly.

By 5:30, I can't even talk during the contractions. But dinner still isn't ready (although the house is picked up, thanks kids!). I give Brett a call at work (yes, this is the first time I have called him since the contractions started), but he doesn't pick up. I wait until a contraction has passed and call him again. Still no answer. Luckily he calls between contractions. First thing he asks is if this is his reminder call to be home on time for Natalie's birthday dinner. I say yes, but he can sense the hesitation in my voice. He asks what's up and I tell him I am having pretty consistant contractions, trying to hide the pain, but then a contraction comes on and I have to hang up the phone. I call him after the contraction stops and he tells me to get ready to go to the hospital and he will be home in 15 minutes. I tell him I am not sure I will be ready to go, not sure if I am "really" in labor (although I am sure I am), because it has only been just over an hour. And besides, dinner still isn't ready. But I am to the point where I can't really get anything done between contractions, so I go upstairs to get things ready for the hospital (although let's be realistic, if I can't make dinner, am I really going to be able to get things together to go to the hospital?).

Brett and Grandpa Bruce walk in the door at the same time (luckily Bruce is in town, so no need to call a baby sitter in), but there is still Natalie's birthday to celebrate. I am in no condition, so I stay upstairs while Brett, Bruce and the other kids sing Happy Birthday to Natalie and watch her open presents. It was probably the quickest birthday celebration she will ever have, but she was content with it. Bruce finished making dinner and finished celebrating after we left.
At one point during the brief celebration, Spencer came up stairs to see how I was doing. He could see the pain on my face, even though I was doing everything I could to hide it from him, and asked me if I needed a hug. I accepted the hug and then sent him back down stairs to the celebration, if only to get him out of the room so he didn't see my pain.

We finally left the house around 6:15 PM to head to the Kaiser Irvine Hospital and Brett drove like a maniac the whole way. I had to remind him a number of times that if he got pulled over it would take even longer to get me to the hospital.
We got to the hospital just as Mom Higham and my sister Becky were getting there. They rushed us into a delivery room. As one nurse puts an IV in one arm, another nurse draws blood out of the other, while yet another nurse is asking questions regarding my pregnancy, and the midwife is checking to see my progression. The midwife tells me that I am dilated to an 8 and that within 30 minutes I should be welcoming my baby boy into the world. Brett, knowing my fear of going "natural" asks about an epidural and we are told that there isn't enough time. They need blood work results back before they can give me an epidural and those will take longer than we have. Panic. That is what I feel. "So what can be done for pain?" Brett asks. Nothing, the answer. There just isn't enough time. So I brace myself for the inevitable, but I had no idea what was coming.

When they finally have everything set up and ready to go they tell me I can push. I look at them with a blank stare. I have no clue what I am doing. Yes, this is my fifth child, but I had an epidural with the others and only pushed through a couple of contractions. And this all felt so different. So VERY different, and not in a good way. Thank goodness my mom was there to walk me through what to do. All the while I am watching the clock for that magical 30 minutes to come because the midwife had told me that is all that it would take. But that time comes and goes and I am tired from pushing. And I feel like I am making no progress whatsoever. I am frustrated and I just want to give up. They talk me into really concentrating on the next contraction and finally we have some progress.

And then . . . they take my midwife away. . . and give me a male doctor. With the next contraction the baby crowns, and oh my, ring of fire. I start crying, saying I can't do it, that it hurts too much (did I mention ring of fire?). The male doctor keeps telling me, "I know it hurts, but you have to push, I know it hurts" and all I can do is look at him and say, "YOU don't KNOW!" How could a male doctor know what I am going through (I was trying to be light hearted about it, but Brett says it didn't come out that way.) Somehow I was able to make it through two more contractions (Brett would tell you he saw a side of me he has never seen before and hopefully will never see again) and was able to push Hunter's head out. Then Brett was able to help deliver him the rest of the way. I look at the clock. 7:59pm. I had done it. Hunter was out and laying on my stomach. The pain was over. Relief.
Or so I thought. There was still the placenta to go. Which wasn't a huge deal. But then the doctor brings out a syringe and tells me that this is going to sting a little. . .and by a little, he meant a lot. And then there was some sewing (ok, only two little stitches, but they hurt like crazy) and some cleaning (does cleaning sound gentle? It's not!). Will the pain ever end? Finally it does and I am able to relax and enjoy Hunter.
SOMEHOW, I made it through that experience. But I told Brett, never again. The first sign of a contraction, I will be calling him up and it will be off to the hospital for an epidural, even if it is my child's birthday. We can always celebrate another day. . .

19 comments:

The Redford Family said...

Oh my...you are amazing. I don't think I could do it natural...but it sounds like you didn't have a choice anyways. I am glad you and Hunter are doing well. You are one amazing mom...you are already talking about the next baby! I still have only two...I just don't know if I could do what you do. Five kids under 7...you looked so cute pregnant too!!!! Congrats. can't wait to see more pictures of Hunter!!!

Beth and Poasa said...

Congrats you guys! Wow, he sure came fast! And great job with the natural thing, I'm terrified too!

Denise said...

That is a great story. I am glad you made it to the hospital before he finally came!

Carrie Braunalicious said...

Umm, hello Superwoman?!? You are amazing! Hunter is gorgeous and you look incredible. Hope we get to see you soon!

Sarah said...

WOW! You are amazing!I think I would have given up! :) I just felt 2 contractions and said...medication please! He is a very cute baby, it was totally worth it! When we are down next, we'll have to come and see him!

Brittany said...

This is Brittany Candrian (now Richman). I was in Brett's freshman ward at BYU and I even babysat Spencer for you a couple times with Andrea and Nicki when Brett had to work at the computer labs. Anyway, I found your blog on Rachel Murdock's and I look at it from time to time and I have to say that your family is DARLING! Every one of your kids is too cute for words. Anyway, I just had my first baby (you're a bit ahead of me in that department), via c-section, so I cannot totally relate, but your story did make me laugh even though I am sure it was oh so painful for you and not funny at the time. You also look fantastic for having 5 kids--like beyond fantastic! I can only hope I look as great as you in a few years. Anyway, say hi to Brett for me and good luck with your darling family!

Valley Girl said...

Oh man.... I am familiar with that "holy ring of fire". there was no time for an epideral with Sam either... NOT FUN! You are amazing!
SO I was wondering if Hunter would be your last addition, but by the sounds of it, there will be more angels coming to join your family...
And I ca not believe hoe high you were carrying...nut girl!

Tricia said...

Oh my Goodness Rachel...what a day. Yay for epidurals, and way to go!!! Natural...you are amazing!

Chelle said...

You get Mother of the Year Award. Woman of the Year Award..everything. I can't beleive you weere trying to celebrate Natalie's birthday even though you were in labor! I'm sorry you had to go natural...that's somthing I hope to never feel, it's bad enough with drugs! Thanks for sharing the story. Your kids are all so adorable!!!

kehaddock said...

I've heard one short version of the story retold, but it is much better from you. But I do wish to hear it from your lips with inflection and emotion.
Glad you're home and well. Can't wait to be done myself.

Kim Haddock

Khayyam said...

What a story. I think Michelle is the only other person I know who is crazy enough to try to do all of that in a single day! Simply amazing. And you do have 2 kids with the same birthday now (Michelle pointed that out to me when we first learned Hunter had joined your family). We're very excited for you and your family.

Nicole said...

First of all congratulations! He looks healthy and oh so cute. Now you know what it feels like natural and hopefully you won't ever have to do it again! I personally can't imagine doing it, but part of me wonders what it is like. I hope you are all doing well and congrats again.

Aimee said...

Your story makes me want to bawl for you. I would have freaked. My greatest fear was no epidural. I've been thinking about you! When we get over these colds, I'll give you a call.

Ali said...

Rachel!!! I was reading this aloud to Jeff and the whole time, we kept saying- "What?! Who cares about dinner! Why is she hiding it?!...and then when it got to the part about you going natural, we both said -"she's crazy! she did that to herself!" :) Sorry, that doesn't sound very empathetic...but I think you are incredible, and what a story that is! I can't believe you can already talk about "the next time" after such an experience!:) I still can't talk about "the next time"!!

Hunter is a cutie- congratulations...that's really sweet about Spencer giving you a hug too.

Cami Bruschke said...

I totally feel your pain - I had Dallin natural and never did that again. Isn't he so worth it though - so cute! By the way, I love Natalie's birthday cake! Now you have two kids sharing a birthday just like us - good times!

Cynthia said...

Wow...what a story!! (And I totally understand about two stitches being painful. I almost thought that was more painful than delivering the baby without meds).

And Natalie's cake is adorable.

The Trotter Family said...

I can't believe you! You are wonder woman! I made Chad read this story. It's crazy. Oh and I feel you at the end. My epidural wore out so I know that pain at the end. Stitches at the end is almost like adding insult to injury. Seriously, haven't we been through enough? You have to stab me repeatedly in the area that just was cut open? He is very cute. I can't believe you have five kids. You will have to fill me in on all your secrets!

Higham Inc. said...

Rachel you are my hero!

Brooke and Aaron said...

Wow. You never cease to amaze me. What a crazy day. How sweet of you to still give Natalie a great birthday in the midst of being in labor! We love your family. It's fun to see your family grow.