So we went in Wednesday night as instructed. The hospital is very small and cozy, I loved it. There are 6 labor and delivery rooms and 8 recovery rooms. It was me and one other lady there that night, so I had plenty of attention. They inserted Cervidil around 9:30pm. Usually they leave it on for 12 hours to let it soften and "ripen" the cervix, then they start you on pitocin. Well mine began working right away and I contracted all night long. Not really hard contractions, but noticeable enough that I pretty much didn't sleep a wink (which is even more depressing when your husband sleeps like a rock in a bed next to you)! They checked on me the next morning, before 9:30, and decided I was contracting enough so they removed the cervidil and left me to see if I would continue to contract without needing the pitocin. After a few hours my contractions began slowing down, so they put me on the minimum dose of pitocin. Things picked up a little, but not too much.
Around 1:15pm my Dr came and broke my water. That was pretty much the weirdest feeling EVER!! Right away my contractions were harder and closer together. I don't remember what I was dilated to at this point. I suffered through those contractions for about an hour and a half and then decided to get my epidural. I was doing ok (in fact Jason kept asking me if I was sure I needed it yet cause I was breathing through the contractions so well, I guess he expected screaming) but I knew I wanted an epidural so I figured why suffer anymore. And I am so glad I did. I honestly don't think I could have had a vaginal (sorry for the terminology) birth without the epidural, more on that later. After that I was in heaven. It was like I had to look at the monitor to see if I was having a contraction. My family was in with me and we were hanging out and having a great time. It was such a good experience, one I don't think I would have had otherwise.
Finally around 8pm I was dilated to a 10. My Dr came in and I started pushing...and pushing and pushing and pushing. I pushed for an hour and forty minutes. I was EXHAUSTED!!! That is why I think I wouldn't have been able to do it without the epidural, if I had been contracting hard that whole time, I would have been too tired to push. I was barely able to do it with the epidural. His heart rate kept going up and so my Dr prepared me for that fact that she may need to use a vacuum to get him out. Luckily she was so patient and I eventually was able to get him out on my own, no tearing, no episiotomy. My Dr was awesome, so patient and calm and she explained everything so well, I knew I was in good hands. And all who were in the room with me (Jason, Mom, Jan and Chrissy) were very impressed with her also. Overall it was a great experience, I think I will do it again someday :)
Now we have had our sweet little boy for 4 weeks. I can't believe it, time has flown by. I wanted to jot down some things about Oliver before I forget them.
-He loves to hold onto your shirt (or chest hair in Jason's case) while you hold him, it is so cute!
-When he makes one of his mad faces he has a dimple in his right cheek
-His left nipple is inverted (I'm sure someday he will really appreciate me telling everyone that)
-He still kicks his legs straight out all the time
- He can lift his head up, and has been since he was like a week old
-He is really good at self soothing, he will just lay in his crib wide awake and not cry
-He loves his binkie
-I think he is starting to recognize our voices
-He has lots of faces that he makes where he looks very concerned about things, they are so funny
-His little smiles make my day
-There isn't a day that goes by where I don't cry at least once just looking at the special little boy we have been blessed with, I love him so much!
And what is a post without pictures? The theme today is sleeping, since that is what Ollie and I do a lot of during the day.