For anyone that didn’t know, we had a baby! 5 months ago. lmao, I’m a little late and I’ve taken a long but needed break from blogging and I’m so excited to get back into it again.
Our little Mila Josephine is here and we couldn’t be more in love. She was born at 6:23 AM on July 18th, 21 inches long and weighed 7 lbs 9 oz.
Around 35 weeks I was diagnosed with pre-eclampsia and put on modified bed rest. My doctor forced me to stop working and I was put on a beta blocker to lower my blood pressure and high pulse. The only real way to cure pre-eclampsia is delivery of the baby and they wanted to get me to 37/38 weeks so Mila could grow a bit more. I had to have non-stress tests twice a week to monitor her and make sure she was moving enough and make sure it wasn’t getting any worse.
Day Of – July 17th
I was ready. I was so ready. I had our bags packed, my feet and legs were beyond swollen (side effect of pre-eclampsia), and I felt like I was the size of a whale. I checked in at 5:30 PM and we got all settled into our birthing room. My doctor had warned me since I was still almost 2 weeks early and not progressing at all that it might take a couple days before she was here. Around 7 PM that night they drew blood, got my IV ports ready and started the induction with the first of thee pills that softens the cervix. Thankfully since I wasn’t progressing or in active labor, I was able to eat dinner and relax with Avory until anything happened.
3 hours later my nurse came in to give me my second pill and take my vitals again. I don’t know about you guys but my l&d nurses made such a huge impact during my stay in the hospital. I had 2 different ones while I was being induced and they were both amazing. In my opinion, nurses either make or break your delivery experience. Having Mila and going through that experience was what pushed me to go back to school for nursing! I would love to make a positive impact during someones labor and delivery like my nurses did for me.
A couple hours after the second pill I was having light contractions, sort of like period cramps starting. My mom had come to visit around this time and she sat with us for awhile and watched tv with me while Avory took a nap.
Around 1 AM or so, my nurses came in to give me my third pill. If any of you don’t know how the pills work, they put them up near your cervix to “ripen” or soften it for birth. My nurse was feeling if I had progressed anymore and all of a sudden I felt this giant gush of liquid like I peed my pants. She had accidentally broken my water. Thankfully the first two pills had worked well enough that I didn’t need a third, and no longer had a need for Pitocin. At this point my contractions were still pretty light but they were definitely getting stronger as time went on.
As my contractions progressed I tried walking around my room a little bit. The pain is exactly how I pictured it. Severe cramps that make you want to bend over in pain. I would try to sleep in between them and each one I would get I would sit up on the edge of the bed and watch the monitor as the number went up and up and up as it peaked, and feel so relieved watching it slowly go back down as the contraction was ending. Some of them would be so intense I would start to feel nauseous but as soon as the pain went away, so did the nausea.
Probably around 3 or 4 AM I had Avory call my mom to have her come back because my contractions were getting more and more intense. I was in pain but trying to hold off on epidural so I had them give me some Tylenol.
Around 5 AM my contractions were really bad, very close together and it started to feel like I needed to push. And let me tell you, if it feels like you need to push, you HAVE to push. The nurses tell you not to but you don’t have an option. I was ready to see if I could get an epidural at this point so we called in the anesthesiologist. – For those of you that don’t know, I have two titanium rods in my back that my spine is fused to. – Although I had met with her prior to my induction date and had thought she could do it for me, she couldn’t. The rods were in the way and she couldn’t find a space big enough to get the needle into. Epidural was no longer an option for me so we tried for a spinal block. During the entire time she was trying to do it I was trying to fight the urge to push but I couldn’t. She did the spinal block and unfortunately it only took to my right leg. Which sucked, and meant that I could still feel everything except my right leg.
My nurse was trying to get me to push every few minutes to “practice” but not push hard enough for her to come out because we were still waiting on my doctor.
After about 30 minutes, the need and urge to push was too strong. My nurse said that even though my doctor wasn’t there yet I needed to get her out because Milas heart rate was dropping. The on call doctor scrubbed in and it was time to push. If you haven’t given birth before and want to understand what it feels like, picture having to poop SO bad, but you can’t. haha TMI, but honestly. It’s like you’re going to take the biggest crap of your life lmao. That’s exactly what pushing a baby out feels like. Everyone kept telling me It would start to be so incredibly painful once she started to come out (they refer to it as the “ring of fire”) but I never felt that. It was super hard to push her out but I wouldn’t say it was the most painful thing. In my opinion it was 10x better than my worst contractions. I was pushing for about 25-30 minutes and she was out! About 30 seconds after Mila came out, my doctor walked in my room! He scrubbed in and helped me with the after birth part (delivering my placenta, etc.). Thankfully I didn’t tear outside, I just had to have one small stitch inside.
I wouldn’t have been able to do it without Avory and my mom. Every single push I had them both holding my hands and motivating me. Once I pushed her out they put her straight on my chest. You get the biggest feeling of relief once you see and hold your baby. Almost like the last 4 1/2 hours of pain didn’t happen.
There is nothing more perfect. After a few minutes they wiped her off a bit, drew her blood, did all the necessities and then gave her back so I could feed her. She latched perfect the first time and we’ve been going strong for the past 5 months! Woohoo, proud mama right here.
She’s now 5 months old and the most perfect little thing ever.