Wednesday, April 4, 2012

Emily's Birth

Emily's birth story is a pretty normal one.  I had an appointment the morning of the 3rd.  The two nights previous I had many, many contractions, but nothing too consistent, even though they were strong.  At my appointment I was 4 centimeters dilated and 90 effaced.  They said if I were five centimeters they would have sent me over to the hospital, but instead they sent me home with the warning to come in as soon as things got consistent.  Around 9:30pm I started having contractions about 10-15 minutes apart, but they were very strong.  I was so hesitant to go in, but I really didn't want a repeat of no epidural, so with some persuasion from Brett, we left the house about an hour after my first contraction.  We were blessed to have Brett's dad in town, so we just left the kids sleeping in their beds.

It was really hard to look the nurses in the eyes to tell them I was having contractions every 10-15 minutes and they had only been going on for an hour and a half.  They really looked at me like I was crazy!  After Brett informed them that this was my sixth pregnancy, they took us a little more seriously.
When they checked me I was already a 6 dilated and still 90 percent effaced, so they told me I would be staying with them.  I was monitored for about an hour, only had 4 contractions or so, before they finally took me to a delivery room.  They kept asking me if there was anything I needed and I would continually tell them "just an epidural".  I was honestly so afraid that I was going to miss having one again.  I got my epidural around 1:30am and almost instantly fell to sleep (remember I had been up the past two nights with contractions).  I slept for about an hour, as did Brett.  Around 3:25 I felt like it was time to push.  I hate pushing the "call" button for the nurses, so I tried to wake Brett up.  It took about 5 minutes for me to wake him up.  At 3:30, Brett went and got the midwife (who, ironically, was the midwife we had received and really liked with Hunter but in the end was replaced by the male doctor who actually delivered Hunter).  And 7 minutes later at 3:37am, Brett helped deliver Emily into this world!  It was literally one and a half pushes later.

As I was getting the epidural the nurses were asking us what we thought Emily was going to weigh.  Brett guessed 6 lb. 7 oz.  I guessed 6 lb. 9 oz.  They even wrote it on the board in the room.  Guess who was right!?
This mama knows! ;)

After spending about an hour with Emily, nursing her and just being with her, I was seriously wiped out!  I was shaking like crazy and could not keep my eyes open if my life depended on it.  I was glad Brett was there with me to be with Emily because I was out.
*As a side note: This is the first baby that we have had where we knew the baby's name before delivery.  About a week and a half before we had our ultrasound to find out what we were going to have, Brett had a dream that we were having a little girl and her name was Emily.  That was good enough for me.  I love the name Emily!

1 comment:

Ali said...

It's crazy looking at you and thinking that you have six!! You just look so young and unphased by a whole crew of seriously look so good. It's hard to believe. Congrats again on little Emily...I love how you got her name, and she is beautiful! I'm sad I didn't get more of a chance to chat with you last time I ran into you...we need to do a beach day or something:)