my labor story
So I was schedule to get induced june 11. So me and johnny arrived bright and early at 800am on june 11. By like 830am I was hooked up to the monitor that would be keeping track of scarletts heart beat. I was also hooked up to the machine with the pitocin and also to the IV. Man seeing them put the IV needle in me made me almost pass out and get nauseous. It totally sucked. But the nurse was really nice and gave me a moment to gather myself before she tried to put it in again. Everything was going fine. I dialated 3 cm. But then it stopped (I didn't keep up with the hours so all this is going by what I remember) so they hooked me up to this little machine that would zap my cervix to make it dialate more. Mean while the damn nurses kept raseing the doseage on the pitocin. I was doing good, putting up with the contractions and everything. Every single nurse I had would fucking shove their fingers in me to check how much I was dialating. Man that shit hurt. Specially one that was being trained I ended up baning her from my room because she would play the guessing game with my dialiation and I wasnt going to put up with it mid-labor. after like 13 hours of being on the pitocin my contactions go really uncomfortable so they out some stuff in my IV to help me sleep alittle because I was tired and nothing was going to happen anytime soon. It knocked me out and according to the hubbs it made me talk nonsence while in my sleep. I slept so good. But then sadly it wore off and I had to ask for another dose. But it didnt do much because the contractions where to intense. By this time I had screamed at everyone that would walk through the door because they would eighter comeing to push the csec on me because it was taking to long for the baby to come or they would come in to push the epi on me. This one doctor that came and royally pissed me of. She came in to check me and stated to throw in that I should just have a csec and I told me no because I was going to try and have a vaginal birth and unless it was totally necessary I wasnt planning on having one then she went on and screamed at me and told me to calm down and be quite to just get the drugs going and I would be fine. She said that I was being delirious and that I was too tence. Shit I would have been calm if it werent for the excrusiating pain of the contractions and her being a total bitch to me and trying to strip me off all my birthing rights. I guess I must have pissed her off because she kept sending people to up my pitocin every harlf hour. The contractions go to intense at the 17th hour of labor that I ened up asking for the epi. So then like an hour or so after that I asked for the epidural. The nurse went and looked for the anestisiologist but aparently he was in an emergency c-sec. So they made me wait an hour. So the hour passed and the nurse came back and told me that I would have to wait another little while cuz he need to be at another c-sec. I asked how long it would take and she fucking says 2 hours! Man I went off on her and told her to get the guy to come see me first I asked for the epi and hour ago and they wanted me to wait another two. Hell no. So they got him to come and see me. Man it was smooth sailing after that. Some time after that my water broke and I knew it was soon going to be time to push and get this little lady out of me.
Finally at about 12 pm on June 12 2007 the doctor came in and woke me up to tell me that I was 10 cm dilated and that I would have to start pushing soon. So they got things ready and I started pushing. I pushed for 1 hour and a half. Once she crowned they rushed me to the OR and they got things ready there. Bad thing was that while they transfered me rooms her head went back in. I was pushing and pushing while we got there so she wouldn't go back in but she still did. So in the OR I pushed for I'd say 30 minutes. They ended up having to use the vaccum thingy to help cuz she didn't want to come out and I was getting really tired and my pushes wherent strong enough.
Finally on June 12th 2007 at 108pm Little Miss Scarlett Claire made her debute into this big ol' world at 8 pounds 5 ounces 21 inches long. I saw her come out of me and I saw johnny cut the umbilical cord. Then they took her away to weigh her. I also saw them try to pull the plasenta out. I ended up having to push it out too. During this time the doctor informed me that I was bleeding too much and that as the baby came out she tore way more than usual (meaning it was just one big hole down there she literally teared me a new one) and that they were going to have to stitch me up. They gave me a shot to stop the bleeding (which later on made me throw up) The doctor was stitching for I swear about 45 minutes. Johnny said that they had to put a bucket under me to catch the blood that was coming out.
After they finished there we went to the recovery room. They bathed Scarlett and they took my temperature and my blood pressure. I did have a fever and they had me drink tylenol and ice cold water. Which was the best water I had ever had. I was so thirsty after all that. We were in the recovery room for 1 hour and then they finally transported us to our regular room.
Once we got to the room I fell asleep I was so frakin' exhausted. Johnny watched the baby the whole time. I was in too much pain from all the stitching to be getting up all super quick and walking around too much. So he did everything he was the most wonderful husband ever those days.
I was there for 3 days because I got annemia from all the blood loss and because of the fever I had gotten after I gave birth. When I was told that I would be able to go home Scarlett had been taken to get more test done to her. When the nurse came back with her she told me that she would have to stay because she was developing jaundice and that she had to be under observation for a couple days. Boy was she wrong! She then told me to say good by to my little girl that she would be taking her to the NICU and that I was more than welcomed to go see her after I took all my stuff to the car and cleared my room. I stood there and watched them take my baby away and I just cried I called my mom who assured me that everthing would be alright that at least it wasnt serious. My brother had been born with it too and he had to stay in the hospital for a whole month it was quite serious with him. Then she handed the phone to my dad and he also told me things would be ok. After I hung up with them my usual nurse came in to say good by to me and the baby but was sad to see that the baby had been taken away with her saying good bye. She was this older lady who seriously reminded me of my grandmother. She asked what was wrong with her and she told me not to worry that the baby would be ok and that when she was released to make sure to sunbath her 2 times a day to help it go away and never come back. I said good by to her and she wished me good luck in my new life and she left I sat there crying because I wasnt going to be able to take my little one home with me. The hubby came back from taking the stuff to my car and we went up to see the little one in the NICU and to talk to the pediatrician. When I got there they directed me to doctor who explained to me that not only did she have slight (very slight) jaundice which they would have released her for it aslong as I promised to take care of her and do what they would tell me to do but she also had a very low hemoglobin count. That she would indeed be a sicklecell annemia carrier. I was allowed to go see her and be there all night but only one parent was going to be able to stay so the hubby decided that we would both go home because I had to rest up and heal so that I would be nice and strong when she came home so I could take good care of her after that. We said good by to her and came home. Before walking out of the NICU we went to the nurse area and let her nurse know that if anything she could call his or my cell phone if anything and said ok and gave us the direct line to her so we could call if we wanted to check on her or had any questions. We got home that night and I just cried. I wanted my baby at home with me where she belonged. She stayed for a week and everyday that whole week we would go bright and early and stay for hours just watching her sleep I made sure to be there when the doctor came in to see her and everytime she was going to be given her medicine.
On wednesday June 20th she was allowed to come home. Her nurse came to say good bye to her and told me that she was the quietest baby there and that she would miss her. I was wheeled out of there to my car. I sat her in her car seat and sat in the back seat with her while the hubby drived. He drove really slow and carefully it was so cute. We got home in like 30 minutes even though the hospital was 15 minutes from our house. Our first day as a family in our own home. It was magical and very uneventful he took a nap with her while I fixed the room a bit and then we had some visitors.
Man for my first child I'm dramatized. I'm really thinking of not having anymore children. I dont think I could do it again. Plus I want to dedicated all my time to Scarlett. If I have another I feel like I'll neglect it for her she is one of a kind and seriously completes me. She will be my baby forever. But we'll see I might go insane and have one more lol!
Some pics of the family
Finally at about 12 pm on June 12 2007 the doctor came in and woke me up to tell me that I was 10 cm dilated and that I would have to start pushing soon. So they got things ready and I started pushing. I pushed for 1 hour and a half. Once she crowned they rushed me to the OR and they got things ready there. Bad thing was that while they transfered me rooms her head went back in. I was pushing and pushing while we got there so she wouldn't go back in but she still did. So in the OR I pushed for I'd say 30 minutes. They ended up having to use the vaccum thingy to help cuz she didn't want to come out and I was getting really tired and my pushes wherent strong enough.
Finally on June 12th 2007 at 108pm Little Miss Scarlett Claire made her debute into this big ol' world at 8 pounds 5 ounces 21 inches long. I saw her come out of me and I saw johnny cut the umbilical cord. Then they took her away to weigh her. I also saw them try to pull the plasenta out. I ended up having to push it out too. During this time the doctor informed me that I was bleeding too much and that as the baby came out she tore way more than usual (meaning it was just one big hole down there she literally teared me a new one) and that they were going to have to stitch me up. They gave me a shot to stop the bleeding (which later on made me throw up) The doctor was stitching for I swear about 45 minutes. Johnny said that they had to put a bucket under me to catch the blood that was coming out.
After they finished there we went to the recovery room. They bathed Scarlett and they took my temperature and my blood pressure. I did have a fever and they had me drink tylenol and ice cold water. Which was the best water I had ever had. I was so thirsty after all that. We were in the recovery room for 1 hour and then they finally transported us to our regular room.
Once we got to the room I fell asleep I was so frakin' exhausted. Johnny watched the baby the whole time. I was in too much pain from all the stitching to be getting up all super quick and walking around too much. So he did everything he was the most wonderful husband ever those days.
I was there for 3 days because I got annemia from all the blood loss and because of the fever I had gotten after I gave birth. When I was told that I would be able to go home Scarlett had been taken to get more test done to her. When the nurse came back with her she told me that she would have to stay because she was developing jaundice and that she had to be under observation for a couple days. Boy was she wrong! She then told me to say good by to my little girl that she would be taking her to the NICU and that I was more than welcomed to go see her after I took all my stuff to the car and cleared my room. I stood there and watched them take my baby away and I just cried I called my mom who assured me that everthing would be alright that at least it wasnt serious. My brother had been born with it too and he had to stay in the hospital for a whole month it was quite serious with him. Then she handed the phone to my dad and he also told me things would be ok. After I hung up with them my usual nurse came in to say good by to me and the baby but was sad to see that the baby had been taken away with her saying good bye. She was this older lady who seriously reminded me of my grandmother. She asked what was wrong with her and she told me not to worry that the baby would be ok and that when she was released to make sure to sunbath her 2 times a day to help it go away and never come back. I said good by to her and she wished me good luck in my new life and she left I sat there crying because I wasnt going to be able to take my little one home with me. The hubby came back from taking the stuff to my car and we went up to see the little one in the NICU and to talk to the pediatrician. When I got there they directed me to doctor who explained to me that not only did she have slight (very slight) jaundice which they would have released her for it aslong as I promised to take care of her and do what they would tell me to do but she also had a very low hemoglobin count. That she would indeed be a sicklecell annemia carrier. I was allowed to go see her and be there all night but only one parent was going to be able to stay so the hubby decided that we would both go home because I had to rest up and heal so that I would be nice and strong when she came home so I could take good care of her after that. We said good by to her and came home. Before walking out of the NICU we went to the nurse area and let her nurse know that if anything she could call his or my cell phone if anything and said ok and gave us the direct line to her so we could call if we wanted to check on her or had any questions. We got home that night and I just cried. I wanted my baby at home with me where she belonged. She stayed for a week and everyday that whole week we would go bright and early and stay for hours just watching her sleep I made sure to be there when the doctor came in to see her and everytime she was going to be given her medicine.
On wednesday June 20th she was allowed to come home. Her nurse came to say good bye to her and told me that she was the quietest baby there and that she would miss her. I was wheeled out of there to my car. I sat her in her car seat and sat in the back seat with her while the hubby drived. He drove really slow and carefully it was so cute. We got home in like 30 minutes even though the hospital was 15 minutes from our house. Our first day as a family in our own home. It was magical and very uneventful he took a nap with her while I fixed the room a bit and then we had some visitors.
Man for my first child I'm dramatized. I'm really thinking of not having anymore children. I dont think I could do it again. Plus I want to dedicated all my time to Scarlett. If I have another I feel like I'll neglect it for her she is one of a kind and seriously completes me. She will be my baby forever. But we'll see I might go insane and have one more lol!
Some pics of the family