Friday morning, I wound up going to the hospital. From Thursday night until Friday morning, my contractions weren't releasing and my stomach was getting harder and harder as the night went on. It made me really nervous as they weren't getting closer together and weren't releasing! So, in return, I went to the hospital and Dr. Barnes checked me out there and... we were scheduled to be induced on Monday morning since I was having the pain, yet they couldn't induce me on Friday because I was 2 days off 39 weeks and legally, they can't induce unless it is a medical emergency.
Saturday and Sunday, I was pretty lazy and just laid around since I knew that I would be induced on Monday. So, we got settled in mostly and did some last organizing and cleaning before Anson arrived.
Monday was finally here! Clark and I were up at 5:00 a.m. And neither one of us had slept the night before from nerves and excitement. We situated the dogs before we left and headed to McDonalds... Yes, you read that correctly! I got a deluxe breakfast and woofed it down. Dr. Barnes said I could have a last meal and I wanted pancakes and figured might as well get it all. We were on our way to the hospital at 6:30 a.m. for our 7:00 a.m. check
I got to the admitting counter and since I had done the preregistration, it was simple. I went up to labor and delivery and was put into labor room 1 and the process of preparing me began. Dr. Barnes showed up at 9:00 a.m. and started me straight onto Pitocin. She said I was still at 2 cm and hadn't advanced further yet but didn't need my cervix softened. Since I tested positive for the strep b culture, I was put on antibiotics the whole time I was induced. Dr. Barnes left and said she would check back in on me at 12:00 p.m.
Debbie, my mother in law, came in shortly after with a coffee and croissant for Clark and to check in on how I was doing. Since we had just started we didn't need anything at the moment but as the day wore on, we relied on Debbie for a few things!
Well, my contractions started right away... They weren't very painful yet and Clark and I were just laughing our morning away. My day nurse was Maria and every time she came in, said "I see you are still laughing". All of the nurses seemed surprised on how well I was taking my contractions. Around 10:00 a.m. Clark and I realized we forgot our UNO cards to play! Debbie had a stack of regular deck cards in her desk which were a a lifesaver until 12:00 p.m. Dr. Barnes showed up around 12:30 and I had only progressed to 3cm. She said for three hours it wasn't bad considering it takes much longer to get to four cm and after that the progression is quicker. Dr. Barnes said she would see us at 5:30 p.m. next. From 1:00 p.m.
Clark went with his mom to make a coffee... The moment they left... I had my first painful contraction. They were coming like clockwork every five minutes and then by the time Clark came back every three minutes. Maria came in and slowed down my Pitocin since they were getting so frequent but I wasn't as dilated yet. The rest of that time until Dr. Barnes showed up was kind of a blur. The impatience had settled in and both Clark and I we're tired.
Dr. Barnes showed up around 6:00 p.m. And I had progressed to 5cm and in return she wanted to break my water. I never realized it would look like a crochet hook ha! She popped my water and boy... I didn't realize how much water would come out! I kind of jerked back in surprise and discomfort from being so wet! Dr. Barnes had to reposition my legs be ause I had so much water she didn't want it on her!!
I REALLY started to feel my contractions after that and I asked for an epidural almost immediately. My epidural experience should NOT deter people from getting one... but I had an experience that I am assuming most women do not! So, I got ready to have my epidural... they cleaned my back... got me all ready and had me sit up and lean towards Clark. Poor Clark, I bent over and a HUGE gush of water came out and got all over his feet haha! The doctor put the needle in and said "it will feel like a bee sting"... well I don't know what type of bee stings he gets, but it was very painful. He put it in and asked if I felt it in the middle of my back. I said no, it was on the right. He discarded the needle and did it again... same thing... on the right side, not the middle. After four attempts of putting a needle in and out of me, the 5th time he just kind of "gave up" and left it in as I told him I still only felt it on the right side. I was in so much pain and my whole body lost at least a couple pounds from the amount of sweat dripping off of me... It was awful. So, the injection started working and my right side was completely numb and my left side was partially numb. They told me to lay on my left side so the medicine rolled over to that side.
The rest of the evening was a blur. Dr. Barnes came in around 9:30 p.m. and checked my cervix... I was at 8 cm... So, we were hoping to have a baby by 2:00 a.m.! We were so excited... yet half of my body was still numb where the other half was in pain. So, I was giving another type of numbing medicine to help my shakes from the pain go away. By then, Clark and I both decided to get some sleep... Poor Clark slept on the pull out sofa that was way to small for him. He was pretty uncomfortable and so was I. Well, after having probably 6 cervix checks from 9:00 until 2:00 a.m. I still hadn't progressed anymore than 8 cm... I was EXTREMELY disappointed! At 3:00 a.m. Dr. Barnes came on by and said I was AT MOST 9 cm... but Anson had wiggled his way back up and he was still pretty high. She had me push a few times to see if we could lower him... nothing...
4:00 a.m. rolls back around and Dr. Barnes comes back in and checks me. She had me push for about 30 minutes and low and behold... Anson's head got stuck but he was still VERY high up. She said with my pelvic bone, there was no way he could come down any farther. She told us, "He is stuck". I was in panic mode right then... knowing my only option was a c-section. She told me that I could either try pushing for 30 more minutes or get an emergency c-section. By then, I was exhausted and was on 19 hours of labor from the induction start point. I was also in and out of being awake!
Dr. Barnes let us decide what we wanted to do... our thought, if he is stuck, there is no other way out. We called her back in and at 4:30 I was planned for my c-section. I had gotten a brazillian a week before, but apparently, it grew back to quickly lol, so I had to get reshaved (excuse the details). I was taken off of the Pitocin at that point. Well, 4:30 a.m. came around and I still hadn't been taken into surgery. There were 16 labors that night as well, so there were 3 priorities ahead of me... I fell asleep waiting to be taken into surgery.
At 6:25 a.m. I was woken up. Clark was given scrubs and because of Clark's height, the first one broke from being too small haha! I texted everyone I could (in a very drugged state) and apparently I missed a whole bunch of people, eventhough I could have sworn I pressed send! I called my grandma though. Unfortunately, it was a bad decision for me to do so... because at the end of the conversation, my grandma started crying which made me start crying and it made me panic a little bit.
I was taken out of my room and wheeled into the operating room. I won't lie... I was absolutely terrified. I was moved to the OR bed and they strapped my arms down like on a cross. The curtain went up and the anethesologist came by to make sure I was ready to go.
Unfortuantely, I was NOT ready to go. With the amount of times the first anethesologist tried to give me my epidural, he created a pocket that was unaffected by the epidural. He took a paperclip and was seeing if I was numb all over. I had about a 12 in gap where I was NOT numb and that was the whole reason why I was complaining in the first place of the pain. He gave me another dose of the epidural and then he gave me a shot directly into the pocket that wasn't numb. I remember Dr. Barnes saying how long has it been since we started set up... Someone responded 2 minutes and 45 seconds. She said that was long enough and we were ready to begin. I was in tears because they hadn't even let Clark into the room yet. I thought for sure I would be facing it by myself.
Dr. Barnes started the incision and Clark walked in and sat down next to me... I could tell he was as nervous as I was. The whole procedure went by so quickly that it was a blur. I remember the anethesologist and Dr. Barnes telling me that there was going to be a lot of pressure from my pelvic region since he was stuck. She said most of the time they push on your upper abodmen, but because Anson was so far stuck and down, they had to pull him back up. I remember the pressure feeling and I remember hearing Anson cry. I just broke down in tears once I looked at Clark. The moment itself was amazing. I couldn't be more thrilled to know he was out and breathing.
I thought he had the funniest cry ever. It sounded like a laugh. Clark had to remind me that because he was a c-section baby, he didn't have the excess liquid pushed out like with a vaginal birth. They cleared his lungs and then his real cry came through. Clark was over with them while everything was happening. I thought it would be like in the movies or tv shows where they show you your baby, but I didn't see Anson at all before they wheeled him out. I remember Dr. Barnes saying she was going to remove my cyst off of my ovary while I was open... and then I felt nauseated and I said I felt nauseated and I passed out.
I remember being wheeled into another room and I was so loopy I could barely keep my eyes, yet alone eye, open without feeling like I was so drugged. Clark came into the room with Anson and I was desperately wanting my glasses so I could see him haha! Debbie was also there... and they wanted me to breastfeed as soon as I saw him. It was almost an hour and a half after he was born that he was breastfed. Unfortunately, he had low blood sugar, so he needed a bottle after that of formula. I was having such a hard time staying alert. I joked around because Clark's mom saw Anson before I even got too! It was just timing and she came down to check on me and wound up seeing Clark in the room with Anson!
Anson Colt Ostrander was born at 6:46 a.m. and was 9 pounds and 10 ounces and was 21.25" long. He is perfect. I can totally be biased since he is my baby, but he was perfect.
Shortly after, they wheeled us up to our room on the 7th floor, room 725. I was put on leg compression and bed rest for the first full day. I tried to breast feed as much as possible, but Anson was a HUNGRY boy and we had to supplement with formula as well. The day went by as a blur. Clark was holding Anson all day :) It was adorable. Plus, he did all of the diaper changes, bottle feedings, etc.
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