November 23, 2011
Jacob and I got up around 5:00 that morning. I was a ball of nerves as I was running around finishing packing the suitcase. I was able to make myself sit down and eat breakfast since they had told me that I was allowed to do that. I had a bowl of cereal and toast in hopes that it would help hold me over until Daniel was born.
We arrived at the hospital at 6:30am and got checked in. We were then sent up to the Labor and Delivery floor to the room where I would deliver. I got changed into my hospital gown and hopped in bed anxiously awaiting my induction. I was feeling pretty nervous and still couldn't fully grasp the fact that I was actually got to be having a baby that day.

We just hung out until almost 8:00 waiting for the induction to get started. I got an IV hooked up to be for fluids, but had to wait to get checked before starting the Pitocin. Just after 8:00 I was checked and they said I was around 2 cm. The Pitocin was started around 8:15. I expected contractions to be bad right off the bat, but I was still barely feeling them.
Just after 10:00 my doctor came in to break my water. That was not pleasant because my cervix was still posterior, which means it was clear back there! The resident doctor who was working with my doctor tried it first, but she couldn't get it. I was in quite a bit of pain and Jacob came over to hold my hand through it. My own doctor took over and broke it pretty quickly. It feels exactly as people described. Just like you peed all over yourself! At that point I was still only 2 cm.
The nurse came back in a little bit later to see if I wanted to be put on the list for an epidural because there was a line in front of me and it could be awhile before I might get one. I had decided with the pain from getting my water broken, that I was going to have the epidural, so she got me on the list. I'm glad too, because right after that my contractions started picking up. They were painful, but more like really bad cramps and I could still talk through them.
Around 11:30 an anesthesiologist came in to do the epidural. Jacob had to leave the room for it, which worked out fine because he ate lunch and I didn't have to smell it's deliciousness. I was scared about getting the epi, but sucked it up. I sat up cross legged on the bed all hunched over as she tried to locate a spot to place it. (With my scoliosis, it made it a bit harder to locate a place). She stuck me with the numbing needle, but I kept feeling pains shoot down my hips and into my legs. She tried to reposition, but in the end, had to take it out and redo it in another spot. I was told it could take up to 45 minutes to really take effect though.
Jacob came back in and we were watching TV. Next thing I knew I was feeling contraction after contraction. The nurse came in and I told her that I was still in a lot of pain. She told me it was normal to feel pressure. I was like, "No...I feel like a knife is stabbing me from the inside!" She did a cold test on me and discovered that I wasn't numb anywhere. She called for the anesthesiologist again and this time I got another guy. I got stuck for the 3rd time, but this time I started feeling my toes and legs start to tingle so I knew it was working.
Jacob came back in and I told him I thought it was working. A few minutes later the pain of contractions hit again and they were bad! The nurse called once more and the anesthesiologist came back in and injected more meds into the IV. By just after 1:00 I was pain free! A med student came in and told me that I had had 20 contractions in 30 minutes! No kidding...I could feel them all up until the epidural finally worked!
Jacob decided to take a nap at 2:00 and I decided to just close my eyes and rest. Up until this point I hadn't been checked since my water broke, but I didn't think much of it. Just before 3:00 I noticed I was bleeding was feeling more pressure. I called the nurse in. She and the resident both came in. The resident decided to check me and she looks at the nurse and says, "I think she's complete!" I was like, "What?? I am!?" Jacob sat straight up when he heard that! The nurse checked too and she agreed that they needed to page my doctor.
She was delivering at the other hospital so I was told to wait until she got there. Thankfully I didn't have the urge to push because she didn't get there until 4:45, which is when I was allowed to start pushing. I was scared I wouldn't know what I was doing, but it turns out that it comes naturally.
There was my Dr., the resident, the med student and my nurse in the room and Jacob of course. Everyone kept the mood light. The nurse held one leg for me and Jacob held the other. Since I couldn't feel the contractions the nurse would tell me when to push. Call me crazy, but pushing was my favorite part of labor. Everyone was so encouraging. Jacob was an amazing coach and was whispering in my ear, counting and giving me so much encouragement to keep me going.
As his head started to come out everyone was talking about his hair! They asked if I wanted to watch in the mirror. I looked quickly, but I didn't want to watch it all. I did much better concentrating with my eyes closed. Jacob, however watched it all and said it was amazing. At one point the nurse told me to push. They started counting, "1, 2...." then "Stop pushing!" He just came shooting out!
It was the most amazing thing I have ever experienced. Seconds later I heard his first cry and I lost it. I was bawling! They suctioned him out and place him onto my chest. They actually let me hold him the whole time they worked on delivering the placenta and making some repairs. A great distraction. I couldn't believe I was holding the little boy who spent months kicking me like crazy from the inside! He was perfect.
The doctor was amazed at how fast my labor went. From start of induction until delivery it was about 9.5 hours...and really I was 10 cm after 7 hours!
8 pounds 4 ounces and 20.5 inches long.




There you have it. The story of Daniel's birth. I'll share more of our experiences when I get a chance!














