My labor story

Me at 9 cm...I think this was around 12 or so

So I will have another post about Owen and being a mother, but I first want to blog about my labor process. For some reason I really didn't think that I would go into labor on my own, and that I would be induced on Tuesday or Wednesday of this week. I also was expecting that I would probably have to have a C section, just because it seems like most of the people I know ended up needing them. Little did I know, I was completely wrong on all accounts.

I woke up on Sunday, May 10th feeling a little uncomfortable and thinking that I may be getting some light contractions but nothing consistent or strong. I really didn't know what labor felt like, so I really didn't know. As I continued on with the day and went to my sister and brother in laws house for a Mother's Day cookout, things started to feel a bit stronger. It felt like I was having bad menstrual cramps that would come and go. People around me could tell that something was going on. We started timing them around 7:00, and they continued to keep coming. We got up to around being 5 minutes apart. At this point, they were uncomfortable, but still very bearable. Patrick called the after hours number for my doctor, and they told us that it would be a good idea to go ahead and go to the hospital. We came back home and quickly packed up the rest of our bags and gave our puppy a kiss goodbye. I let my parents know that I thought this was the real thing and that they could head on down.

We made it to the hospital around 11:00 or so. I went to triage where I was checked and told that I was only 1 centimeter dialated. I was hoping to be further, but since I hadn't been anything the Thursday before, I knew something was in the works. The doctor made me walk around the 9th floor of Good Sam for an hour and then said she would check again to see if any progress had been made. After the long and boring stroll around, I was checked and was still just one centimeter. A little bummed, but still not feeling too unbearable. We were given the option to stay or to go home for a little bit and come back. Since I wasn't in too terrible pain, we decided to come home. I wanted Patrick to try and get at least some sleep. They gave me a sleeping pill and told me to try and rest. They also said that if I could sleep, then it may not be real labor. We arrived home around 12:30 or 1ish, and my parents were here. Patrick went to bed and I tried to lay down as well. Then things got much much much stronger. I couldn't lay down and for sure couldn't sleep. I came out to the family room and pretty much paced around. The pain became really intense like nothing I'd ever felt. My sweet Bella hung out with me, and I even carried her around some while I paced and winced in pain. Finally at around 5:10, I could take it no longer. I woke Patrick up and told him that we needed to leave now. I was really afraid of the car ride to the hospital because I was in so much pain.

We got back to the hospital at about 5:40 or so, and they checked me again. I was three centimeters at this point and they admitted me and got me in a room. They told me that I could get the epidural at any point, so I really didn't waste much time. I got it around 8:00 in the morning of May 10th. I cannot even begin to tell you how wonderful it was to get that. I went from wanting to die, to being pretty darn comfortable. The contractions continued to come, but I sure couldn't feel them. One of the nurses even commented that the contractions on the monitor were strong and extremely long. I was sooo glad I had the epidural. I had heard that epidurals can slow down your labor, so I was a little worried about that but I felt so much better that I didn't even really care if it lasted longer. Anyways, I continued to progress and progress each time they checked me. At around 2:00, I was fully dialated and ready to push. At this point, I still could not feel the contraction pain, but I could feel pressure when I had a contraction. That made it easier for me to push I think. With a nurse holding one leg, and Patrick holding the other, I started the pushing process. With every contraction, I took one deep breath, let it out, then another, held it in and pushed with all my might for 10 seconds. Then I did it again so I pushed 3 times with each contractions. I pushed for around an hour and 15 minutes. I was starting to get a little tired. It was hard work. The doctor and nurse were impressed and thought I did an excellent job pushing. I had not planned on looking in that area as I was giving birth, but I did end up curious and took a peek at the head coming out. The last few pushes were getting tiring, and I remember just wanting to get him out already. Then at 3:13 in the afternoon, I got my wish. My little boy came out without any extra help and was placed on my chest. I was overjoyed and exhausted and overwhelmed. I cried immediately. There is nothing like that feeling. They then took him over to check him out while the doctor finished up with me. I did have to be cut just a little, which I didn't even really know about. I thought he might have, but it didn't hurt at all. Patrick got to see Owen and take pictures and instantly posted to facebook. Pretty soon our family got to come in and see us. At this point, I had a fever of 102. My body had just worked so hard. I had to get antibiotics through the IV, but they did the trick and I felt better in not too long. The whole hour or two after was surreal, and I felt kinda loopy with a fever like that. I soon got moved to the post partum room, since on the IV for antibiotics. I got rid of the fever and felt much better, although exhausted and overwhelmed as well. But I had the most perfect baby that I had ever seen. I was instantly in love. I'm not sure who he looks like more, but I think he will be a good mix of us.

So that's my story. I think that I pretty much prepared for the worst, or at least for worse, so I consider myself extremely lucky. I wouldn't say that it was easy, but I could have had it much worse. It was not nearly as bad as I thought it would be. I can't tell you how much the epidural helped, and would recommend it to anyone. More power to you if you want to go the natural route...that's awesome. But it wasn't for me. I was comfortable and not nearly as tired, so it made things so much better. I guess I would have gotten through it, but I can't imagine contractions for several hours more than what I already had. I think I would have been so worn down and may not have been able to push as well. Anyways, that's my labor story. I will post more about the first few days home with my little angel....yes he has been an angel....but I'm a little preoccupied right now. About time for another feeding ;)

Also, tons of pictures are posted here if you want to see: http://picasaweb.google.com/whitepj/BabyOwen#

Mother's Day and my DUE DATE!!!

Well, it is officially Mother's Day, May 9th, and my DUE DATE! Come out Owen! I have been feeling more uncomfortable for sure. My hips hurt! I don't know if it's from sleeping awkwardly, the hormones, or the walking I've been doing the past two days. Probably a combination. I've been having Braxton Hicks contractions for quite a while, and they do seem to be getting a bit more intense and hurting a little more. Still nothing unbearable and nothing steady. So for now, it's still a waiting game. I went to the doctor this past Thursday and I still wasn't dialated any. The plan is to go to the doctor again Tuesday at 8:30 to check progress again. They are also going to do an ultrasound to check fluid levels and baby size and some other things I think. I believe he said they were also going to do a stress test. If everything still looks completely normal and no progress, I will have to wait a little longer. If anything looks not normal or fluids are at all low, which is fairly common once you go past 40 weeks, then he is going to send us to the hospital to start the whole induction process. If I haven't progressed, they will probably give me cervidil first. I'll know more on Tuesday after the appointment. The doctor did tell us to bring our bags and everything to the appointment like we were going to go to the hospital. He said that after 40 weeks there are risks to keeping them in there longer, so they are really looking for an excuse to induce at that point. I really wanted to go on my own, and I still have a little time for that to possibly happen, but at this point I'm fine with having a little help! I'm ready to meet my little boy! I trust my doctor and will do whatever he tells me and thinks is right. Whether that be getting induced or waiting, we'll just have to wait and see. Patrick will definitely be keeping everyone updated on facebook, and will probably have pictures up right away. Wish us luck!!!!

39 weeks.....come out, come out!

Well I can officially say that my baby is due next Sunday! I can't believe we are down to one week....give or take! I went back to the doctor last Thursday and there was no further progress. I still haven't been feeling any contractions besides Braxton Hicks. I feel pretty good, just big, so I really can't complain. I know he'll come out when he's ready. I do feel like my body is a ticking time bomb though, and waiting and not knowing is the hardest part. We do have an induction scheduled for May 12th if he is not out before. We are supposed to go in at 1 am to get the whole process started. Wednesdays are the days when my doctor is on call at the hospital. I'm hoping that I don't have to be induced, but my main goal was to go at least up to my due date to give my body time to do it's thing on it's own. I had Patrick take some pictures of me and of us this afternoon. I'm not sure how many more opportunities for maternity pictures we are going to get! I think they turned out really well. Can't wait until we can start taking pictures of our baby! He's going to have so many that it won't even be funny. I have this week left of work, unless of course I go into labor. I think I have everything ready, but how prepared can you really be? Look for more posts to come in the near future! We're almost there!

37.5 weeks....will it ever end?

37 weeks, 3 days

I went to the doctor today for my weekly appointment and he did start checking me at this appointment. He said there wasn't much progress yet. I'm not dialated at all, but I am about 60% effaced. With all of these Braxton Hick contractions I've been having, I would have thought I was maybe around there or a little more. I'm excited to have him out, but scared to death at the same time. I'm not as much scared of the labor as taking him home! Don't get me wrong, I'm thrilled he will be here, it's just a little scary to be in charge of something so incredibly important! Anyways, the doctor wanted to go ahead and schedule an induction if I haven't already gone into labor. Since he is on call on Wednesdays, he went ahead and scheduled it for Wednesday, May 12th. I will be a few days past my due date at that point. I really hope I don't have to be induced, but I think that giving my body at least up until my due date is good. If I don't have him by then, I will be fine with being induced on the 12th. Another interesting thing at the appointment was when the doctor guessed how big Owen was going to be. He said he didn't think he was going to be very big of a baby, and he guessed that he would be born weighing in the low 6's! That was based on just seeing me and feeling the baby, and he did say afterward that he really didn't know and couldn't say for sure. So I'm definitely not counting on it. I've heard plenty of stories from people who have had doctors say their babies would be much bigger or smaller than ended up being. My guess is that he will be in the low 7's. Only time will tell! If you are reading this and you have a guess, play my game! Go to www.expectnet.com/games/OwenWhite and make a guess! The only other exciting thing to report is that I am getting a hot stone foot massage and pedicure at Becoming Mom on Saturday morning! Cherette and Aaron got it for me for Christmas, and I was holding out until I was closer so that I would have pretty toes for the delivery. Well pretty toes really just for the warmer weather where I'd be wearing more sandals and they would be seen. Anyways, I'm very much looking forward to it!

http://www.expectnet.com/games/OwenWhite

36 weeks, 2 days belly pic!

Here's the latest pics for tonight (4/13) at 36 weeks, 2 days. Little man sure is growing in there!

36 week update and Springfield shower

Two of the three hosts of the shower

I am now 36 weeks as of today! Not long now! I'm starting to get a little more uncomfortable too. I wouldn't say miserable, but definitely not moving as quickly and the belly is unbelievable. The past couple weeks have been beautiful for the most part, with pretty warm temperatures. I have never been a particularly hot person, but man a couple of those days I was HOT. I started to swell much more too, mainly just my hands and ankles. I had a doctor's appointment last Thursday, and then another one this Thursday where he is going to start measuring me to see if I'm at all dialated. I see him every week now until the big day. Can't believe how soon it will be here! I'm really excited for little Owen to finally be here. I've been a bit on nesting overdrive. Started doing the baby laundry yesterday, and currently have a load in the washer and one in the dryer at this very moment. I admit I was somewhat obsessing over trying to figure out the perfect place for everything in the room, and Patrick said I needed to stop over thinking it and that I would probably change my mind when he was born. Too funny, and probably true too. I think we have all the of the necessities for our little man, and now we just need him!

Last weekend I had my side of the family and friend shower in my hometown of Springfield. Once again I was overwhelmed by the amount of people that came and the generosity. We got some more great clothes, bottles, our bouncer, sheets, feeding items, and so much more. The cousins on my dad's side of the family have quite a bit of children, and mostly all are girls. I think it's something like 11 girls to 2 boys. My cousin Todd's wife is now pregnant too, and due in August with a boy too! I told her we were trying to repopulate the family with boys. Anyways, it was really fun at the shower because the little girls sat in front of me when I was opening up the presents, and would "oohhh" and "ahhh" and say "oh that is sooo adorable" whenever I would open up an new outfit. They were too cute!


The girls (faces painted and all) "oohhing" and "ahhing"


Me and mom


Me and Cherette


Mother in law and sister in law


Valerie and I! She's due July 11th, and me May 9th. She's still so tiny compared to me!

34.5 weeks and getting HUGE!

34 weeks, 3 days


34 weeks, 3 days

Definitely getting huge and can tell my little boy is doing some serious growing in there! By now he weighs around 5 pounds. Poor Bella, he's already outgrown her by a pound! I'm still feeling good, just large! It gets a little tiring carrying this extra weight. I have my last shower in my hometown this Saturday, and I'm really excited to see my side of the family.