Well, nothing exciting happened all that week, no more contractions and went to work every day. Mommy's doctors appointment was on Wednesday but I didn't really expect much to have happened. A the last appointment the week before I was dialated to a 3 and about 0 station. I just figured I was probably just the same. As the doctor checked me and we were talking about my contractions she joked what if you were dialated a lot more, but I still wasn't thinking much of it. Well, she checked me and said "Oh wow, you are dialted to about 5.5 cm now." I was pretty surprised being as I hadn't had contractions the last couple of days. She then said to me that we needed to talk about what to do now. Her first question was - how far away do you live? I only live about 5 minutes from the hospital so she said since I was so close she would let me go home if I wanted and try to have the baby come when she was ready. She said she normally wouldn't do this with my advanced dialation but since I was so close she would. But she said - don't dilly dally coming in to the hospital. She stripped my membranes and I went home.
And there I was waiting and hoping baby would come soon. At about 8 p.m. I had contractions starting about 4 minutes apart but they still weren't that strong. They kept going so at about 9:30 p.m. I called the nurse I know that works at the hospital and said I think I'll be in at 11 p.m. (I wanted to let them know because I knew that's when the change of shift was - yes, weird I know but that's what happens when you used to work there.) She said okay and I let her know if that I would call if anything changed. Well that call was like bad luck because right after that contractions stopped again. I couldn't believe it. so at 10:30 p.m. I called my friend back and said "sorry, guess I'm going to be home for a while still."
I went to bed then (or tried to) and I do think I slept for a bit until about midnight I got up to contractions again. At this time they were about 3 minutes apart and were a little stronger. I woke Chad up to get the car ready but told him I wanted to wait to make sure these ones didn't go away. Being a previous labor nurse, I didn't want to be the one to go in and not be in labor. With every contraction, I just kept telling him.. well let's just wait for one more. At about 1:30 a.m. I went upstairs and had bloody show so that was my sign that it was time to get into the hospital. I called back and told them I was on my way and the contractions were still coming. I got to the hospital room a little after 2 a.m. and the nurses just came in and started my I.V. without checking me or anything - so I guess they were keeping me. I was 40 weeks and 2 days too but for some reason it was still like oh wow.. this is happening. When they did check me after that I was already to 7 cm so that was good.
Contractions kept coming and the birthing ball was my friend again (just like for Leah's birth). They were consistent at about 3 minutes apart and just taking them one at a time. At about 3:45 a.m. the midwife broke my water and I was complete and ready to push by about 4:20 a.m. Pushing was a lot harder this time than for Leah. Baby's head was OP and I could definitely feel the difference. I kept asking - "why does this hurt so much more?" and also "I'm so glad I never have to do this again!" We pushed pretty aggressively with every contraction - mommy kind of lost it a little wanting a break because it really did hurt. But, I also knew there were 2 labors in other rooms waiting for the midwife and for me to delivery. At 4:58 a.m. after about 30 minutes of pushing it was the weirdest thing because i knew the baby's head was down there but with one push she just came out and honestly I didn't realize at that time she was so close. Our beautiful, healthy baby girl was born.
It was love a first sight and we were so happy you were there and a part of our family.
Our first pictures together
Our nurse, Lisa
Our Midwife, Christa - thank you for everything!!
Such cute little feet
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