I am not even sure I can actually put into words what it means to have a baby. I would have put money on Kaylee not coming that day, so that shows what my mindset was. I had been feeling contractions for the past few days, but I wasn't progressing so this was just another day of some pains feeling worse than others.
My lovely husband had brought me Mcdonalds for dinner and while I was eating my nurse had come in to check on me. She noticed that I was holding my breath through contractions. She asked how long I had been doing that and it had been about an hour. She said that she would be right back. When she came back she said they were moving me to labor and delivery. Now I had been in the postpartum ward for a few days and the last time they moved me I sat in labor and delivery for a few days before being moved right back because nothing was happening. I figured this was going to be the same case.
When we got to labor and delivery I told my nurse that I didn't think it was happening and I didn't want to get my hopes up. The nurse checked me and I had dilated to a 7 which is progress because I had been sitting at a 6 for a week. They were going to wait a bit and check me again before making the decision to call my doctor. The next time they checked I had moved to an 8, and at that point she said it was going to happen that night and they were calling my doctor as we spoke. I then started crying as I called my my mom to let her know it was going down. She was up there within 30 mins and so was my doctor. My husbands family had gathered in the waiting room. My dad was trying to rush off of work to make it but we were not sure he would get there in time.
When my doctor came in she checked me again and at that point asked if I wanted the epideral, and of course I said yes. The anesthesiologist was a really nice old man that decided joking about it being his third day would lighten the mood, but in reality only made me more nervous. I was freaking out and when I decided to look at my husband for comfort he was making a motion to my mom about how big the needle was. I about died! But the stick wasn't that bad and I started feeling pretty good when the meds kicked in. They kept asking me to move my legs and I could move a little but didn't feel a thing.
The doctor decided to go ahead and break my water, but when she did Kaylee started dropping down the canal fast and it was time. They put an oxygen mask on me and propped up my legs to start pushing. Kaylee came flying out about 15-20 mins later. When I say flying I literally mean she popped out very fast. I had more doctors than normal in my room due to my daughters circumstance with the heart defects. So they let me hold her for about 5 seconds and then rushed her to the NICU.
Everyone always talks about labor being horrible, but what they don't tell you is the afterwards is what you don't want to go through. The stitches from tearing, bleeding for weeks, burning while peeing, pain to walk, and then the breast milk comes in :/. Your adrenaline is going full force while in labor and afterwards you just crash. After the doctor came in to talk to us about what they were doing with Kaylee I passed out and nothing woke me up all night. You prepare to have your baby for 9 months and then it happens and your amazed at how fast everything goes by.
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