Sunday, February 10th 2013
10pm:
We were having just a typical Sunday night at home, got N down for bed, turned on the Grammy's and half way through the Bruno Mars performance I felt a sharp twinge in my lower stomach I grabbed my husbands arm as it was an unusual feeling then heard a 'pop' and just felt a huge gush of water. I yelled "BABE! MY WATER JUST BROKE" and I b-lined it to the bathroom with my hubby trailing behind with a towel. I got to the toilet just to feel more comfortable with it leaking. We both looked at each other with HUGE smiles and said "what do we do now" (as if those 9 months I wasn't already prepped and ready to go the second we knew we would have to go to the hospital). It is so true though that in that moment when it just finally feels real and hits you...you kinda zone out, time stops and everything moves slow.
So I called my girlfriend Sarah to see if she could come to the house since N was sound asleep to cover the time until my mother could arrive from Green Bay. Sarah herself was sounds asleep :) Which was fine I REALLY did not want to disturb her. We were able to get a hold of my brother-in-law who lives fairly close and he came on over to cover the time. I then called my mother (who I just spoke to about 9pm talking about my brother's girlfriend) and was able to say "hey mom....ummmm...my water just broke", her response "WHAT??? NOW?? REALLY? ARE YOU SURE?" Which to all I replied.. "YES". So she got herself together and hit the road to us. During that hour the hospital gave us to get there, I immediately wanted a shower and TOOK one (still leaking like Ole Faithful). Got out, put on a pad, 2 pairs of underwear, my AMAZING yoga pants and ate a huge bowl of Rice Krispies and a banana since I remembered they will not feed you in the hospital. We ran around the house as if we didn't have a bag packed for 3 months trying to make sure we had everything (ha). Soon as my brother-in-law arrived we hit the road for the hospital.
11pm:
After taking an extra 5 minutes of finding the most perrrrrfect parking spot in the ramp, we parked...level 4 right outside the sky walk :) I then proceeded to waddle in the hospital holding a towel around my waist crouching down as if that stopped the leaking the security guard asked "can I help you folks" I wanted to respond..IM ABOUT TO HAVE A BABY, IM LEAKING, MY BELLY IS IN A NEW ZIP CODE....Come on dude why else would be be walking in the maternity ward with a leaky bottom, big belly and funny facial expressions due to the random contractions. Got signed in (thankful I pre-registered) moved into the triage room to make sure my water actually broke (duh). CONFIRMED WATER BREAKAGE. So I got changed into a sexy hospital gown met my first nurse Anne-Marie, dilation was checked. Over the week apparently my uterus tilted to the back so they had extreme difficulty checking which was extremely painful and they kept apologizing at the same time they were still "digging" back there. Dilation: 2CM
11:40pm:
We moved into the Labor and Delivery room with another new nurse, Kelsy. Tony was very hungry (I was too but of course I knew I wasn't able to get that fixed besides the delicious ice chips). Dr Lily came in at 12am, she wanted to start Pitocin right away since my water broke 2 hours prior to get things going since my dilation was not increasing from my last weeks appointment. I was not thrilled about this, I REALLY did not want to use Pitocin. We really begged to give us time to walk and try natural methods before having to use Pitocin. She finally allowed an HOUR...just an HOUR. So we booked it around the maternity floor, did a lot of talking and just taking in the moment. Contractions were starting to increase. Dr stopped us at exactly 1am and had us head back to the room.

Monday, February 11th, 2013
1:15am:
My dilation was check again STILL EXTREMELY painful because my uterus was still tilted. Dilation: 2.5CM The Dr was set on Pitocin because of risks of infection they kept mentioning. So I had to just go for it with them. At 1:45am the Pitocin was started and we were both needing to get some sleep for the time that was coming ahead. I was trying to get some sleep but the contractions were starting to come a bit intense but still tolerable.
3:00am:
Woke up to the most excruciating contractions grinding my teeth, trying to wake my husband just to help me with the pain (he was such a trooper). I began bawling because the Pitocin was amped so much it had started hard labor but in the beginning.....
(Before I continue let me discuss my plan for dealing with the labor)
PAIN PLAN:
I wanted to go as natural as possible for a few reasons:
1. To experience a natural birth
2. Safety of my child and myself
3. Most women in my family did it natural which was encouraging
4. With my Bell's Palsy I am always a bit cautious about shots, meds etc to not get a flare up.
When we arrived back for the Pitocin the Anesthesiologist came in to do the consent form "JUST IN CASE" which I was fine with so that IF for some reason things changed I was ready. As I began bawling from the most painful feeling I ever felt, I was crying to my husband asking if I got the Epidural if I was a bad mom, if it would be okay, if my family would be mad, etc... His answer of course "you do what you need to do, dont worry about anything else but your comfort." (Love him) I asked the Anesthesiologist to come in and we did a nice long question-answer segment (though I researched the crap out of it, I just needed to hear it again) I confirmed I needed to do it. I was shaking severely and while they were answering questions I couldn't even ask anymore because my contractions were coming almost every 2 minutes and I wasn't even getting a chance to breathe. I was caught quoting "it feels like a monster takes over my body and then I come back to life".
4:45am:
I DID IT. Got the epidural, it took a good 1/2 hour and about 15 contractions, shaking, sweating, freezing later. About 20 minutes after receiving it I started to feel the glorious-ness (as a girlfriend told me, its hard to go natural when you know what relief is available). There were smiles, laughs, thumbs-up, you name it..I was feeling MUCH better. My legs went numb my right worse then my left so that was the only discomfort. We fell asleep, a nice sleep and when I woke at 6am, they checked my dilation again (which did not hurt one bit since I couldn't feel anything so I didn't even care if my uterus was still tilted). It jumped to 6cm! That was music to my ears. However, Emry's heartbeat was dropping so we needed to change up positions and added an internal monitor to have more accurate tracking of her heart rate.
7am:
It was a staff switch and we received new nurses Kathy and Tina and I was also introduced to my mid wife who would be working with me...Beth. (LOVED HER) Because of the Epidural working more on my right than left it was really getting uncomfortable and even a little pain I thought my knees were going to snap off my body, the Anesthesiologist came to adjust the catheter to make the numbness more even.
10am:
8cm dilated. YES! Unable to control anything below the belt which meant PLENTY of embarrassing moments of gas in front of the staff. And always when someone was in the room why could it not happen when it was just the hubby and I???
1030am:
They began preparing the room for birth with the other units needed, any tools or items and told us to get a little more sleep to get ready for pushing. At this point I was so over the ice chips, extremely hungry, I was telling my nurse the items I wanted ASAP after birth (like I was planning my final meal). My cravings consisted of: Apple juice, Sprite, and lots of Oranges
12pm:
9+cm dilated. They told us to get ready to start to push within the hour.
1:05pm:
10cm dilated!!!!!!!!!!! They had Emry working herself down before pushing to not have a long pushing time. Again..I farted as the nurse checked my dilation (a special thank you to my husband for taking that note for me to be able to remember and reference it) I was beyond embarrassed it was like the final straw.
1:40pm
I got in position to push and the nurse talked to me about "how to push with an epidural" you think you can push but you literally need to learn to push since you cant feel anything.
1:46pm: PUSHING STARTED!!!
I was using all my mite to push the room slowly crowded to about 8 staff including doctors, nurses and residents it was like an all-star performance. Pushing and pushing taking breaks, Emry had her feet all in my ribs as I was pushing so it became extremely sore. I was getting winded so they added an Oxygen mask to help and my dear hubby was feeding me ice chips through the Oxygen holes. About 2:30pm they began to worry about her positioning and heart rate. Her head was facing out to the side with her left-side facing down which was making her arrival very difficult. They attempted several times to reposition her head but it was not working. 2:45pm they said they needed to try with the vacuum, she needed more assistance to get out with her head position, I was worried but more worried about just getting her out in general. Still pushing hard and bearing down we were all getting more worried because her heart rate just kept dropping. At that point I heard the doctor overseeing my two doctors "dr, are you going to deliver this baby or not". I then saw the adrenaline-filled look in my doctors eyes and she said "Ashley give this last push all you got" when I heard that I gave her my all. As I did...I heard...snip snip. WTF!?!? My hubby looked at me, my midwife looked at me my baby was held up and my husband and I just lost it.
3:09pm
SHE WAS HERE!!!!!! My baby girl was here in real life! BUT due to the concerns they whisked her away to a NICU station within the room, she wasn't crying, so I was even more. They wouldn't let us (my husband by her) for a good 10 minutes while they made sure her heart rate returned. During this time they explained that they needed to give an episotomy...and not just any episotomy, a mediolateral episiotomy aka hockey stick. At the time I was just grateful she was out (The recovery of this will probably be another post, lots to say about that) The midwife apologized because she knew I was not open for the episotomy but I understood it was an emergency situation. Back to my beaut...first of all from my view I saw from across the room her feet...HER DADS FEET they really get passed on, my husband, N and Emry all have his feet (the cat feet, the ones that they can use to grab things and it creeps me out). I then heard the sweetest sound...her cry, I lost it even more. They then had my hubby come to meet her, cut the umbilical cord, get her weight etc. Then about 30ish minutes after her birth I FINALLY was able to meet my dear special baby girl, I just kept repeating "its me, its me" she was just staring at me like she knew exactly who I was. My heart was instantly stolen.
5:30pm:
We moved to the birth center floor where we roomed for the next 2 days, My mom brought N to meet her baby sister the evening she was born. That was just adorable N said "ITS MY BABY SISTER!!!! IS SHE A GIRL????? WHATS ON HER BELLY????? I TAKE BATHS TOO!" It was just precious, lots of pics and video taken. That evening my parents, Sarah, Sabrina and JT all visited that night. I finally was able to eat sushi! I was in heaven!

Post birth and recovery to be continued...Right now I am enjoying my lil bundle of joy. :)