At about 1:30 in the morning I woke up with some pretty strong contractions. I woke Steve up and told him that I was sure I was in labor, but that he should go back to sleep because I didn't want him to be tired. I left the room and got VERY anxious. I could only make it about a ten minutes without him before I had to go wake him up again. We hung out, watched tv, went for a walk (yeah... at 3 in the morning) and finally decided that my contractions were strong enough to go to the hospital at around 5:30.
We arrived at the hospital and found that I was dilated to 4 cm and 80% effaced, I labored there for an hour so that they could see if I was in real labor. When they came back an hour later I was still at 4 cm, but 85% effaced. They said that even though they were very sure they would see me later in the day, they had to send me home. So we left... but just a little bit relieved... it was much easier to labor at home!
As soon as we got home my contractions started getting more and more intense! I tried everything! It seemed like nothing REALLY worked, but there were a few things that helped just a little. I sat in a warm bath for a while, but that was a BAD idea because I started sweating and got a little dehydrated and faint. Pretty much after that, the only thing that helped was pacing, and lower back massage... at the same time. Poor Steve had to follow me around the tiny apartment like a choo choo train! I hate to say it but I got pretty snippy at him if he didn't hook on fast enough... but I apologized! Finally at around 11:30 I decided that we were going to the hospital for 1 of two reasons... 1) I had made significant progress and was ready to be admitted... or 2) I was going to get some pain medication. So, we packed up and got ready for the drive.
When we arrived at the hospital, they checked me and I had only progressed to 5 cm and 90% effaced.
I was tired because I had been up all morning pacing, so I agreed to an epidural, even though I originally didn't want one. I didn't recieve the epidural till about 12:30 pm ish, and although I was disappointed that I needed one at the time, and really wasn't happy with the fact that I couldn't feel anything...I'm ETERNALLY grateful for the that epidural right now!
The nurse had just finished getting everything settled from getting the epidural in when the babies heart rate dropped considerably. That was the scariest moment of our lives. The threw me on an oxygen mask and started flipping me from position to position, but it didn't seem to help. The nurses were flipping out and I could tell that Steve was scared out of his mind. Finally one nurse decided to check where I was, probably because they were contemplating an emergency c-section, and she found me fully dilated, and completely ready to have a baby, which can make the heart rate decelerate especially when the water wasn't broken yet. They called the doctor and he said he was on his way to come break my water and then we would see where we are. Right as he was walking in the door, my water burst and I was ready to push. I pushed about 5 times, and with the help of forceps, and a few other things that would have been absolute TORTURE had I not had an epidural....
Lillian Elizabeth Stott was born into the world at approximately 1:30 PM on September 30,2008. The tiny little girl weighed 6 lbs. 2 oz and was 19.5 inches long.
She has the most beautiful cry in the world.
She had some fluid left over in her lungs, so she was wisked away to the nursery right away to get her breathing normal... and she was also at risk for an infection which they are testing her for right this minute. (If not, I probably wouldn't be writing this right now... I would be looking into the eyes of my sweet baby girl!) Steve and I have had like, a total of 10 minutes with her since she was born, but we will see her soon.
I cannot tell you what it is like to see your child for the first time. Before she was born, Steve and I felt like we knew her, and now that she is here, it's like we've been friends for a very long time. She is such a sweet spirit, and I can't wait till I can hold her in my arms again. Steve and I hope to see everyone soon, and we'll post some better pictures of her as soon as we can.