January 3, 2013:
Afternoon:
Afternoon:
Checked in to the hospital and made the mistake of not eating
anything. I was starving but due to the fact that I almost threw-up multiple
times the night before I didn't want to put anything in my system. Let me tell
you...it was a long 24 hours without food and without sleep. I was so tired and
that just seemed to make everything worse. They take me to my hospital room and
hook me up to monitor my contractions. As soon as that happened I was no longer
in active labor. My contractions were every 6-9 minutes. They gave me an hour
to see if active labor would start up again. Nope. They presented me with my
options: go home or get induced. At this point I didn't want to do either. I
was in so much pain. I had back labor like nobodies business. They gave me an hour
to walk around to try and start labor on my own. So grateful I had a midwife
who supported my choices to want to go as natural as possible. After that hour
they checked me again. I hadn't progressed at all and my contractions weren't
close enough together. It was time to send me home and I just lost it. I knew
that this cycle was going to continue for days and I wasn't sure how to handle
all this pain on my own. They left me alone to discuss with Derek if I wanted
to get a shot to help with the pain. During that time Derek said a prayer
asking for inspiration on what to do. I was so stressed out. I didn't want a
shot and I didn't want this to continue for days. During this whole time they
were monitoring my contractions. My midwife and nurse came back in
and I told them we had decided to get a shot and go home. At that point she
informed me that they needed to admit me. During my contractions my baby's
heartbeat was dropping significantly and struggling to return to her baseline.
With that being the case they have to keep you and watch you. They then
presented me with new options. Labor needed to be started immediately. It
wasn't safe for her anymore. After much thought, many painful contractions, and
some inspiration I decided to let them break my water and then start my on
pitocin...but only after I received the epidural. I knew that I would be in
more pain then I could handle with pitocin. I was so tired because I hadn't
slept in days that I wasn't strong enough to fight through the pain on my own.
Evening:
I had a
great anesthesiologist who took the time to explain the procedure in great
depth. I am terrified of needles and thought that I would end up paralyzed if
I received an epidural. Derek stood in front of me and held my hand
as he started to progress. I had to ask him to wait multiple times because my
contractions were so strong and painful that I couldn't fully relax. It's best
to relax when getting a huge needle placed in your back. What a joy. The dr was
patient enough to wait through them. It hurt...yes...but did it hurt worse than
constant contractions? No. I jumped a couple times just from the local
anesthetic. Not a fan. After the epidural was in me things really started to
look up. ha They broke my water and started me on pitocin immediately. They
found tons of meconium in my water and it just reconfirmed that I needed to be
there. They also had to do internal monitoring of the baby's heartbeat. I
didn't want that at all and couldn't control my tears. It's where they stick a
small screw in the baby's head. My poor sweet girl. They wouldn't let me get
out of it and helped me understand why it was necessary. Anyways, I knew it was
a good epidural because I could feel a lot of uncomfortable pressure but not
the pain I was feeling before. During this time, as I was relaxed and
progressing, my whole family, along with Derek's, showed up to open Jamie's
mission call. So grateful she was willing to open it up in the hospital so I
could be part of it. She is going to the London England mission. So exciting.
It's where she always wanted to serve. I tried to get some rest so I could have
energy to push but that didn't happen. Finally I am feeling the baby go crazy
with each contraction. They are strong and close together. I have them check me
and I am ready. It's go time. My mom and Derek's mom joined us in the delivery
room. I couldn't believe it was finally time. They told me how most first time
moms can push for hours and to not be surprised if it took a while. To give me
some inspiration as I got closer they brought in a mirror. I didn't want this
either but ended up being grateful for it. It gave me the motivation I needed
to push harder. I was able to push Brooklyn out in 35 minutes. Because of the
meconium they put her on my stomach for a few seconds then rushed her away to
the respiratory therapist. At that point I wasn't sure what was
happening to her I could just hear her screaming. I asked Derek to watch over
them. After what seemed like forever, only 20 minutes, they finally brought her
back to me. There was a joy and unexplainable feeling that washed over me when
they handed me my sweet girl. She was mine. She was precious. I immediately
loved her. Those tears didn't stop for a long time. We finally brought back in
the remaining family members to meet her...Martha, Jamie, Samantha, and Rick.
What an eventful night.
Looking back
upon the experience it was nothing that I wanted but exactly what I needed. I never wanted to be induced, receive an
epidural, do internal monitoring, have my water broken, etc. I am just so
grateful that Heavenly Father saw the bigger picture. He knew what I needed to
get through this experience and come out with a healthy child. My midwife was
amazing.
Here are some pictures from all of the events. Please don't mind how chubby my face looks and the fact that I have no makeup on. Good news...it has slimmed down since this event. I do not miss being swollen at all. We feel so blessed to have sweet Brooklyn in our life and love watching her grow and change everyday. She already looks so different than the pictures below.
Here are some pictures from all of the events. Please don't mind how chubby my face looks and the fact that I have no makeup on. Good news...it has slimmed down since this event. I do not miss being swollen at all. We feel so blessed to have sweet Brooklyn in our life and love watching her grow and change everyday. She already looks so different than the pictures below.
Feeling pretty good here |
She's so happy to be going to London |
Loved my nurse. She was awesome. Full concentration for pushing. |
Sweet baby Brooklyn is here! |
Kim, Addie, and Bennett came to visit. Loved seeing Addie take care of Brooklyn |
Daddy sure loves his little girl |
Love!
ReplyDeleteYay! Congratulations!
ReplyDeleteLove it Laura! I am glad that she made it safe:) If it makes you feel any better my labor didn't go anything like I expected. She is beautiful.
ReplyDeleteYa, definitely cried at work while reading this. Thank you for sharing your story - so inspirational and helpful.
ReplyDeleteNeedless to say, my labor was anything but what I planned as well. You are amazing Laura! Such a strong and wonderful person and an amazing mother, I just know. So glad you and that little angel both made it through healthy and strong. If it makes you feel any better, I was just begging and begging for that epidural. I would have given anything for it!!
ReplyDeleteGreat job Laura! You did inspire me to not give up during labor! You are so strong!!
ReplyDeleteAww Laura.....I'm crying right now....that's all.
ReplyDeleteI started tearing up too... you're amazing, Laura!! And she is beautiful!
ReplyDeleteseriously. seeing you cry when you saw her for the first time - you can just FEEL the emotion in that picture! and hey hey - we made the post! awesome! love you guys so much!!!
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