Well, it only took me 7 weeks to finally post Anthony's birth story - having 2 kiddos under 2 years is keeping me busy! ;)
The pic above is one last belly pic taken before my induction at 8:00 am on Monday, June 4th.
So for anyone interested in reading and for my own records, here's how it all happened...
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I
was so thankful that I slept really well Sunday night and woke up feeling good
on Monday morning. My mom came over to watch Hannah Beth, we finished getting our bags packed and I grabbed my oatmeal
to eat in the car on the way to the Medical Center (just about 7 minutes
away).
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When
we got there to the 3rd floor where the birth center is, they took
us to our room and we got settled in a little bit and met our nurse,
Kristine. She was a really sweet girl who asked lots of questions throughout
the morning and was really interested in listening about our lives as well as our loss of Alethia Joy. I really
couldn’t have asked for a better nurse.
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The
room was really nice and big, with a pull-out couch and large bathroom. They
gave me a hospital gown to change into and we took a couple last pregnancy
pictures. They first put the 2 monitors on to keep tabs on the little guy – his
heart rate seemed slower to me than Hannah Beth’s but it was steady, though the
monitor kept falling down and getting my rate instead of his. The nurse put an
IV in so they could give me fluids and get the Group B Strep antibiotic
started. After she put the IV in, I felt sweaty and yucky and dizzy – she said
something about it bubbling up and I think that made me queasy. After a little
while I thankfully started to feel cooler and much better.
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The
nurse checked me and I was at 3-4 cm. I was disappointed to not be
further dilated than that – and she said his head was still kind of floating
and not fully engaged. I was thinking, “this is gonna be a long day…” knowing
that inductions often take quite a while.
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After
they got a good “strip” of monitoring his heart-rate, they started with the
smallest dose of pitocin around 9:30-9:45 and I started having
some irregular contractions but none that I could really feel. The nurse
reassured me a couple of times that baby was looking really good. Each half
hour they upped the dosage a little more.
·
I
was still feeling pretty comfortable and did some bouncing on a yellow
peanut-shaped rubber ball for a while. We watched a little TV and I ate a red
popsicle. We watched Food Network a little bit but it was kinda making me
hungry! Haha.
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Contractions
started to get a little more uncomfortable but still nothing really very
painful. At about 11:30-11:45 am Dr. H came in and
broke my water. She said at that point I was 100% effaced and then dilated to
4-5 cm. So I was making progress – and she mentioned that this might go pretty
fast. I wasn’t so sure at that point!
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I
had planned on getting an epidural but didn’t really feel like I needed one yet
since I wasn’t in much pain. I could see on the monitor that the contractions
were now coming about every 2-3 minutes. The nurse reminded me that I could get
an epi whenever I wanted but that it would take a little while for them to get
it (though they weren’t very busy on that Monday morning).
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So
I said I would go ahead and get the epidural. Soon after I said that the
contractions began getting more uncomfortable – I could now definitely feel
when they were coming and leaving – and at times I had to hold tightly onto the
hand rail of the bed to get more comfortable and breathe through them. This
already was the most “labor pain” I had ever really felt in my three times giving birth.
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The
anesthesiologist was a funny guy who made lots of jokes with Tony about NC and
various things but at that point I didn’t find much of anything funny!
Contractions were getting harder but I was able to hold still enough to get the
epidural – I think that was around 12:30 p.m. Tony had said earlier
that maybe the baby would be born by noon! I really didn’t think it would be
anytime close to that…
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I
never really was able to get comfortable at all – the contractions were both in
my belly and in my back – I almost felt like they would be hurting my baby but
that’s probably because I’d never experienced that before. By this time I was really feeling the urge
to push that baby out!! But less than an hour ago, I was only 5 cm... Little did I know things were quickly progressing.
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I
continued to use the hand rail and by this time I was really moaning and
groaning through each contraction. Since even after the epidural I wasn’t getting
comfortable at all, the nurse checked to see what my progress was. Sure enough, I was
fully dilated to a big 1-0! She said, “You’re going to have a baby!” This was about 12:55
p.m.
I wasn’t really paying much attention since I was in a lot of pain still
(though I think the contractions were getting a little more bearable as the epi
set in a bit more) – but Tony said the nurses worked quickly to get everything
set up. Dr. R had just started her shift a little earlier and she came
in and said Dr. H had forgotten to tell her I was even there so close to
delivery – she said “I’m glad I’m ready” – since she was fortunately dressed in
her scrubs.
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When
they were set up, I started my pushing – after a couple of times the Dr. said
she could see some blonde hair! I asked, “Is he doing
okay?” and they said yes he was doing great. I pushed a couple more times and could definitely feel his head coming-obviously the epidural hadn't really set in yet. I said “I just
wanna get him out!!” A couple more pushes and our little guy was born! 1:13
p.m.
– he weighed exactly 7 lbs and was 20 ½ inches long.
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They
immediately put him on my chest and Tony cut the umbilical cord. He didn’t
scream immediately like Hannah Beth did and I again asked “is he okay?” – and he soon
let out a big cry! He was a pretty quiet baby at the start though – I got to
hold him for several minutes there on my chest and it was priceless. I was so
thankful to have him out and healthy and breathing and doing well. He had
strawberry-blonde hair that looked curly and he looked so much like Alethia – I
couldn’t believe it – much more like her than Hannah Beth. I also could tell
that he did look like the last couple of ultrasound pictures I had.
· After he was born my legs were definitely numb- ironically enough, the epidural
had officially set in after the birth!
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I
was able to hold him the first time longer than I remembered holding Hannah
Beth, which was so nice! Then they took him away and wiped him off and did the
footprints and everything else.
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When
they brought him back over to me, I just cuddled him and Tony and I just looked at him in
amazement – God is such an incredible creator and He knitted this precious
little one together in my womb!
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I fed him right away and he was pretty wide awake and caught on quite quickly.
It had only been 8 months since I nursed Hannah Beth, but in a way I had
forgotten the wonderful closeness and feeling of bonding that nursing creates.
I do not take this blessing for granted at all as I know that not all women are
able to experience this.
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Soon
after, we started making our first phone calls to our parents, grandparents,
and siblings and then texting our friends with the good news!
· That
afternoon around 4 or 5, Hannah Beth came with my parents to meet him for the
first time. At first I think she thought that something was wrong with me when
she saw me in the hospital bed, but when she saw me holding her baby brother,
she seemed so happy! I teared up a little when she came in – I had missed her
so much even just in the few hours of excitement. Finally our family felt more
complete – although I couldn’t help but think of their big sister who we were
still missing so much. Honestly no matter where we are or what we're doing, I still feel like a piece of me is missing without her.
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I
held both kids on my lap and then she got a chance to hold her baby brother –
such a sweet big sister already. My parents were a great help with her and of
course they enjoyed meeting their 2nd grandson as well. It was the
first time they had a grandchild born near to their house.
We are praising and thanking the Lord for this wonderful & amazing blessing of new life!!
What a miracle it is!
Here are some more pictures...
Waiting for things to progress...
Our sweet boy has arrived!
Meeting her brother for the first time
Grandpa and Grandma Smith
On our way home...we were able to come home the next afternoon.
Meeting Great Grandma and Great Grandpa VK
1 comment:
How sweet! Thank you for sharing your incredible story!
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