Byron was supposed to do a 15 mile run saturday morning with a guy from his ship. We were going to host him for lunch after. Byron had looked up 3 different recipes for grilled burgers. We went out at 10pm and got the rest of the ingredients for this meal. We stayed up until 2am just doing the prep work for this lunch.
At 5am I woke up not feeling very well. I felt very nauseous and just sick. After wondering why my stomach hurt so bad, I finally woke Byron up around 5:30 and told him I thought I was having contractions. He asked how sure I was. I told him that I did not have anything to compare it to but I was pretty sure. At our last doctor appointment, they told me I need to come in when the contractions are 10 minutes apart. And they were just under 10 minutes apart at this point. So at 6am we were heading to the hospital. We got there and they checked me and said I was only 2 cm dilated. They talked like I would not have her before my next doctor appointment which was wednesday and sent us home. We got home and the contractions just kept coming steady and becoming more intense. At around 3 we decided I should call my mom and see what she thought since my contractions had been under 5 minutes for about 2 hours. My mom said she would recommend me calling the labor and delivery number and asking them if we should come in. I called and they told me not to come in until the contractions were 2-3 minutes for 2 hours. So since they had already been that for one hour we decided to keep track of them for another hour. Sure enough, they were staying under three minutes apart and some as close as a minute and a half! This is not the time from when one stops until the next starts. It is from the beginning of one to the beginning of the next. So as you can tell, I was not getting much of a break in between. So a little before 4pm we went back to the hospital. They checked me and said I was still only 3-4 cm dilated. This was hard to hear since I felt like I was in a lot of pain and already fighting the urge to push. They said to walk around for 2 hours and come back up at 6 to be checked. So at 6pm, we got back upstairs to be checked and I told the nurse that she may be surprised at how far along I was. She said "oh, well I hope so too." Then she checked me and said "oh, wow...ok, I will be right back." She went out into the hallway and got the doctors and said that the head was coming. So they quickly came in and began wheeling me to delivery. As we are going, they are shouting numbers to the desks, reading me the medical waiver, and setting things up. We get to the delivery room and people are running around. They are begging me not to push. There is a man trying to put an iv in but I am moving too much. So the doc checks me again and tells the guy with the iv to forget it because it was time for me to push. So the broke the bed down and I began pushing. She was then born at 6:12 pm. Mind you, we came up to be checked at 6 pm. So actual time pushing was maybe 5 minutes. I got to go natural like I wanted, not even an iv for delivery. I also got to put her strait to my chest to warm her up instead of putting her under the warmer. It was a very emotional moment for us. I always wondered how I would feel at that moment. I always wondered if i would cry. Well, I did. She was perfect. This little person that had been formed in my womb for the last 34 and a half weeks was now laying on my stomach and looking right up at me. It was amazing!
The healing process is going great. I am in very minimal pain and breast feeding is getting easier every day. It is hard work to have a newborn who is SO dependent on you for everything and cries through the night. But then I look at her and she is beautiful and a part of me and the
man I love so much and it is worth every sleepless night.
She has arrived...
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