Labor & Delivery

The last few weeks of this pregnancy were definitely the hardest for me this time around.  A lot due to the fact that both of my other kids came early and this one stuck it out till the bitter end.  I made it 40 weeks and 5 days with this pregnancy.  I had become convinced that this baby was never going to come out on its own and that I would have to give into being induced.  For about a week and half before my due date I had been having a lot of pressure and lower back pain but not really any contractions.  When I did have contractions they would come for about and hour and half to two hours and then stop.  On Friday, June 7th, I had my weekly Doctors appointment where I had to do a non stress test because I was overdue.  Baby was looking good and I was dilated to a 3 and 60% softened.  The fluid was a little on the low side so they suggested I set an induction date.  They wanted me to come on Sunday but I told them that was my Anniversary and if I was going to be able to say when this baby was coming I did not want it on my anniversary so they set me for Tuesday morning.  I came home that day feeling defeated and slightly devastated that it had come to that.  There was a father and sons campout that evening and after talking, Kyle and I decided that he should go with Corbin.  I obviously wasn't really going anywhere, plus if I did he was only 10 minutes away.  I sent Kyle and Corbin on their way and Emma and I enjoyed an evening together.  I had such a great time just hanging out with her.  We got home and I got her to bed and spent the rest of the evening watching tv and relaxing.  Kyle video chatted me around 11:30 saying they were headed off to bed and just wanted to check in.  He asked me if I was going to be having a baby tonight.  I laughed and said, "knowing your luck yes but probably and most likely not."  I then headed off to bed and fell asleep around 12:30.  At 2:30 I woke up with some intense pain.  Not quite sure what was going on I decided to get up and walk around and see. I soon discovered that I was having contractions and they were pretty painful.  I waited about an hour before I decided that maybe I should call Kyle.  I called him around 3:45.  Luckily for us, Josh decided to come and bring Beckett to the campout so Kyle moved Corbin into his tent and was on his way.  He called me and told me that I should call my Mom and he would be home soon.  I got off the phone called my Mom and by the time I got off with her Kyle was home.  He took one look at me and started packing a bag for me.  As he was packing a bag I was working through a few contractions.  Jodi showed up to stay with Emma and we were out the door.  On the drive over I told Kyle my goal was to have this baby out before 8.  He laughed at me.  We got to the hospital around 5.  I got changed and they checked me.  I was at a 4 and fully effaced.  I decided that I wanted an epidural but that I wanted a very low dose which they were more than happy to oblige which I was so grateful for.  I was able to still feel pressure when I was having contractions I could move my legs and when it came time to push I knew when it was time and didn't have to wait for them to tell me.  At 7:15 the on call Doctor came in, because they didn't know for sure if my Doc was back in town and he checked me and I was at a 7 and fully effaced.  I looked at Kyle and said, "Seriously!  That was fast!"  We had warned them with my other 2 that as soon as my water was broken and I reached this far that it would go really fast.  I told him that my Doctor got back yesterday so he decided to break my water and go give Dr. Barney a call.  As soon as he broke my water the contractions immediately got closer together and more intense.  Doctor got there around 7:35 and I started pushing through contractions.  Baby was still a little high so it took a couple of pushes to get it down in a good position and then I pushed 3 more times.  I remember looking down and seeing the head and feeling this surge of energy come over me.  One more push and the baby was out and they were telling us it was a boy born at 7:45.  I felt so great and was so glad that this baby decided to come on his own.  I was so impressed with my doctor and the nursing staff.  They listened to me and I was so grateful.  I felt like I was in charge of my delivery instead of them telling me what was next and what was going on I did.