*This is really for me and one day for Elyanah to read so just a warning that it will be pretty detailed and LONG! I won't be offended if you don't want to read it. *
I will start at my last doctor appointment on Thursday, August 23rd. We had an ultrasound that appointment to make sure that Elyanah had turned head down and thankfully she had!! So my doctor decided to move my induction to Tuesday instead of Monday with the plan to come in on Monday night to start medication since my cervix was still very high and completely closed (TMI I know). Jason and I left that appointment excited for the following week and talking about how the next time we saw our baby girl's face would be when she was here. We could hardly wait!
Fast forward to Sunday, August 26:
Jason and I went to church that Sunday morning knowing that it would probably be one of the last times we would go for awhile. We headed home to have lunch and then decided to watch Footloose that we had rented from Red Box the day before. We were about 30 minutes in to the movie( I think when they were racing the school buses if you have seen the new one) when I had a pretty big contraction. Contractions are nothing new to me so I just let it ride its way out but then right afterwards I started "leaking". I thought surely I didn't just go to the bathroom because I had just gone to the bathroom 20 minutes before. I went to the restroom and continued to "leak" what I thought at the time was urine. I went back out into the living room and said to Jason either my water just broke or I just peed my pants. He got this huge grin on his face and said call the doctor. I called my doctor even though at this point I was still in complete denial and kept saying that I had just wet my pants. Mind you, I was continuing to slowly "wet my pants" as we awaited a phone call back from the doctor.
My doctor called me back and told me to head up to the hospital. We put our bags in the car and headed that direction. When we were about 5 minutes from the hospital, the trickle of fluid became a huge gush (you know the kind that they show in the movies) and it went all over me and Jason's passenger seat. At this point, I am laughing so hard because no matter how hard I try I can't hold it in and then kept I apologizing that I had just wet myself all over Jason's front seat. I'm glad that I can at least laugh at the situation.
We got up to the labor and delivery floor where they put us in a room and I changed into the lovely hospital clothes. Then for the next 2 and half hours I had the nurse from Hades. I had had her before when I had gone to L&D for pre-term contractions and didn't like her then. She was just very brass and unsympathetic and would talk over me when she would ask me questions. Oh my goodness those hours couldn't go by fast enough. (Don't worry we requested her to not be my nurse the next day at the day shift because there was no way I was going to labor with her - the one time I decided to let my opinion and voice be heard). Once we had the shift change, my nurses were much better.
Here I am texting people to let them know it's go time. The contractions weren't really bad at this point. They had to start me on pitocin to speed up labor since I wasn't dilated very far and my water had broke. That stuff is no joke.
By one o'clock, I had had enough and was begging for the epidural. I was only dilated to a two and thought I need sleep and I can't sleep with contractions every 4 minutes. Once I got the epidural, I felt great and was able to get a few winks of sleep. Although the beeping of the machines, the stupid blood pressure cuff going off every 10 minutes, and the nurse coming to check on me kept me from getting too much =).
Monday morning came another shift change with the most amazing labor and delivery nurse a girl could ask for! I am so thankful that God is even in the little details and gave me such a great nurse! If it wasn't for her I probably would have ended up having a c-section. She was so encouraging and we got along so well. She also had struggled with infertility and used the same fertility specialist as we did so we bonded over our "fun" stories.
When my doctor came to check on me in the morning I was only dilated to a 4 (bummer). She told me that if I wasn't dilated to a 6 in two hours when she came to check on me again that we would have to have a c-section. My nurse made it her mission for that not to happen and put me in all sorts of positions. Even on hands and knees - which when you don't have the use of your legs can be very comical and difficult position to maneuver. All those positions did the trick and I was dilated to a 6 two hours later! My labor progressed from there and by 3:00 that afternoon I was ready to push. I pushed for an almost an hour and half and then the most beautiful and precious little girl arrived and changed our lives forever!!!
Our precious Elyanah
First family picture
Proud daddy
On our way to our post delivery room - even Elyanah was all smiles
Our families were waiting to meet our precious little girl once we arrived to our room.
My mom holding Elyanah
Jason's dad holding his granddaughter
Ms. Angie holding Elyanah
Uncle Jordan
Uncle Jared
Once everyone left, my mom went and got me a strawberry milkshake from Chick-Fil-A. I hadn't eaten anything solid in over 24 hours, and I had talked about having a milkshake after I was done. I downed that thing in five minutes! I joked that it was my push present - ha!
*I do need to mention that Jason was beyond the most helpful, encouraging, and ever present partner through this whole thing. I could not have asked for anything better. I have the most amazing husband ever and now I get to watch him be the most amazing dad to our daughter*
Weekly updates coming soon!