It seems like everyone I know has asked me about what happened. They want details, answers to all their [sometimes too personal] questions.
I'm not going to lie, I didn't LOVE or even
like being bombarded with these questions from everyone who entered my room the day after my delivery.
But I dealt with it.
So here we go...
We decided to have an elective induction because of the fact that Aaron was leaving July 4th for LDAC [military training] and would be gone for a month. Adelei's due date was July 3rd.
Our doctor set our induction date for June 30th, so Aaron would get to be there for the birth and spend a little bit of time with her.
Thursday rolls around. We were at the hospital at 5 am. We sat in our freezing cold labor and delivery room for almost 3 hours before the doctor came in the break my water and start the pitocin. I was going to
try to do this naturally. And I did try. But when I was 6 cm dilated the contractions were so strong, so close together I couldn't catch my breath. The pain was so awful I began shaking and vomiting. I decided I couldn't handle it anymore.
I got an epidural around 12 pm and life after that was amazing.
Once the pain subsided, I realized how starving I was. But I wasn't allowed to eat OR drink anything until after the delivery. I could have
killed for a glass of water.
Finally, around 7 pm I had fully dilated and effaced. It was time to push.
And push I did. For an hour. The pain was so intense, it seemed as though the epidural just couldn't keep up.
After an hour of pushing, and an hour of my debbie downer nurse NOT motivating me, I called it quits. I was in so much pain and so frustrated with the way she was talking to me, that I told her I wanted to speak with the doctor.
He came in to check my progress and told me that it would be another 2 1/2 - 3 hours of pushing to get baby out. Not only was she really big, but her head was face up instead of face down.
I broke down. I knew the alternative, but that seemed like the best option for me. Another couple hours of pushing and STILL not knowing if that would do it really just made my decision for me.
So c-section it was.
I felt like such a failure. After being in labor for 12 hours and not being able to get my baby out on my own, I felt like I was taking the easy way out. But Aaron and Nanny convinced me that I was doing what was best for me and that I wasn't a failure because at least I
tried.
After some kind of really really good medicine was pumped through my veins, we headed to the OR. I wasn't scared, just ready. I was awake through the entire thing and it took all I had not to cry when I heard her cry for the first time.
As the doctor was pulling her out, he said several times that she had a big head and that there was no way she was going to fit through my pelvis.
At that point I knew I made the right decision. Within minutes they were stitching me up. I fell asleep and woke up in the Labor and Delivery room.
I felt like I was in recovery for FOREVER before they finally brought me my baby.
Holding her for the first time was the most amazing feeling. As cliche as it is, you never know until it happens to you.
Although this experience wasn't my ideal experience, I wouldn't trade it for the world.
Adelei Jane
born June 30th, 2011 at 8:51 pm
8 lbs 7 oz, 20.5 in long