Labor story part two

I have a moment to finish my labor story. I left off with the anaesthesiologist was on her way in about 20 minutes....
Finally the anasteseologist arrived in my room. And as far as I was concerned not a moment too soon. The pain was more than I ever thought it would be. I was at 3cm but the baby was moving down so they allowed the epidural. Normally they try to wait until you are 4cm. My wonderful nurse had me sit up and round my back as she help hold me still. A small little prick in my back and that was it. They said in about 10-15 minutes I should have no more pain.
Ten minutes passed and I was still in pain. Another 5 minutes passed and still pain! The anasteseologist came back to check on me. I remember asking if they were sure it should work. ha! Finally at about 25 minutes the pain was gone. Ahhhh sweet relief. And I still had some movement in my legs. My nurse hook up a cathidar and a few minutes later my aunt and grandma arrived along with my husbands mom and sister. Now all we had to do was wait.
At noon my nurse decided to check me. She had been moving the monitors on my tummy down for the last hour. So we knew the baby was getting closer. Everyone cleared the room except for my husband who was watching basketball.
Whoa! I went from 3cm to 9cm in two hours. According to my nurse that was fast progress. She also told me that was probably why my epidural didn't take that quickly. The nurse said she was sure I would have the baby by 2 since she could feel the baby head. She left to call the doctor. My family came back into the room and I told them the progress.
I was so amazed by my bag full of pee time seemed to fly by. The doctor came in at 1pm checked me and said she wanted me to start pushing in about 30 minutes. I said my goodbyes to my family, it was just my husband and I left in the room. No point of asking if he was ready, since I knew he would never really be ready.
1:40 pm the doctor came back I was a full 10cm and they got me ready to start pushing. I think I only push like 4 times, it only took me 10 minutes to push that 8 lbs 6 oz baby out. And Alyssa came out with a good healthy cry. She had pooped a little before she came out so they quickly took her to clear her mouth and nose. I cried a little. I think I was so amazed that finally she was here I didn't breakdown. Now my husband on the other hand, broke down. I mean broke down all the way. FINALLY this man realized he was a dad. Anyways it took him a good ten minutes to get it together so he could go look at her.
My doctor was very pleased with how quickly she came out, she told me that was not a normal delivery for a first timer. I only had a few stitches, (not as bad as I thought it would be) and I was able to hold Alyssa and feed her right away. We allowed our families back into the room about an hour after she was born. We stayed in that labor room a little longer and then we were moved to the mother baby room for the night. Tons of our friends came over to see us. Then by midnight it was just the baby and me. We rung in 2009 together.
I couldn't have asked for a better delivery. And now over a month later I can tell you happily I am fully recovered. Alyssa is doing so well, she is gaining weight and becoming more alert each day.

New Baby...New Blog

Ok I swear I will finish up my birth story. But I started a new blog just dedicated to Alyssa.
No random complaints about my family or husband. Just something Alyssa can one day look back on and see how she grew.
http://alyssagrows.blogspot.com/

One for the road

Here is another picture of Alyssa

where do I start???

Hi everyone!!! Motherhood is crazy busy. I finally have a semi moment to tell you all Alyssa birth story.
On Tuesday 12/30 at around noon I went to the bathroom I notice what I thought was my mucus plug. I text my friend J who is also expecting and my husband. I then looked it up on the net and I was sure it was it.
But of course they say you can loose your plug and still not go into labor for weeks. Fast forward to that night. At like 11 I notice more on the toilet paper. I decided to go to bed and not think about it. At about midnight the contractions really started in. My husband was sleeping in the room with me but he left and slept in his playroom. He had to work in the morning and no need for him to have a sleepless night if this wasn't really the big show.
I started to panic because I couldn't remember the darn rules of when to call. I got out my baby book and looked it up. I called the on call dr at around 1am. The contractions were about 6 minutes apart and lasting for 30-45 seconds. I didn't really like this doctor. He told me they were not long enough so to continue to labor at home and to call when they were a minute long. UGHHHHHHHH!!!!
I took a shower in hopes that would help with the pain. It did for a bit. I went back to bed. I fell asleep for bit and realized I felt like I pee'd my pants. I went to the bathroom and sure enough the show has started! Finally at 4am I called back and lied and said they were a minute apart. They were not a minute apart but I was sure my water had broken at that point. The hospital told me to come on it.
I woke my husband up. WHO decided he wanted to pay the garbage bill online. And he was moving at a snails pace. I yell to him to hurry the "f" up. He moved a lot faster after that.
Meanwhile I am texting J to tell her what is going on.
Thank God it was a holiday, we left the house at 5:30am and arrived at the hospital 40minutes later. I met my nurse and got hooked up to the monitors. I called my dad who was already at work. My husband left to get a haircut. I know this may sound crazy to some. But my husband has a bad case of A.D.D. SO it was really for the best the he gets out of my space.
At this point the pain really kicks in. Oh my gosh!!! Why do women choose to do this more than once?!?!? I even threw up a few times at this point because of all the pressure on my stomach. The nurse wanted to do the test to see if my water had broken. By the time she got back she could see a lot of liquid had pooled so she said we didn't even need to do the test she could tell my water had broken. And I was being admitted and I was going to be having a baby!
My dad called and he headed to the hospital. My sister in law also called but I was mid contraction so my wonderful nurse told her I was in labor and staying. My sister in law and mother in law both left work and headed to the hospital. I sent the text to all my friends that I was in labor and I would let them know as I progressed.
8:30am they check my progress. I am only 3cm. I wanted to die. My dad wad their at this point. My husband was heading back. I text him to tell him I was 3cm and 80% efaced. ha! He text ed me back and said "what is efaced" I was so mad! How could he not know what that meant. Looking back I realized duh, it would help if I spelled things correctly.
At 9:30am I asked (begged) for anything to help with the pain. I got a wonderful shot of narcotics. It would only last an hour but I just needed to get to 4cm and the would give me my epidural.
10:00am I am pretty sure that drug wore off faster than and hour.
10:30am Finally I can get my epidural. But the anostigologist is in a c-section so I have to wait just about 20 minutes more until I get the shot. OK I can do 20 minutes.
Uh oh Alyssa is awake. I will finish this up soon!
Thanks for all the warm congrats to us. Alyssa and I are doing really well!

Typing with one hand is hard...

Why am I only using one hand? I will let the picture tell you why.



Alyssa was born 12/31/08 8lbs 6oz 19inches. She is sound asleep in my arms now but I wanted to give everyone a quick update.

Sarah if you read this I tried to email you but it bounced back. sorry you had to find out on here rather than an email.

Slow moving

No progress. Still 1-1.5cm. My Blood pressure was ok, it was a little higher than they wanted. I blame that on my doom and gloom dinner plans I had to go to later that night. But baby Orange was happy with a heart rate of 152. No protein in my urine, but before I left they checked my pressure again and it was still at about 120/90.
Dinner ended up not being bad at all. It was just me, my brother and my 21 year old sister. We got a few things out of the way. But overall it was nice and I was glad I went.
Today I am walking on the treadmill at lunch and hopefully getting this kid to drop down a little more so she can arrive sometime next week.

Mothers

Yesterday I got a call from my mother in law. I like her very much and am very happy we get a long so well. I actually am very lucky to have her around since I dont like my own mom, but more on that in a bit. I answer the phone and here is how the conversation went

Me: Hello
MIL:anybabyyet?!?!
Me: Huh? (laughing)
MIL: Any baby yet?
Me: Ohhhhh, No baby yet.
MIL: Ok, just checking on you, hadnt heard from you in a day.
ME: ha!
MIL: Ok bye!

I guess I am offically on everyone radar to be checking in now.

I havent really talked much about my crazy mom on here. Today is her birthday. I dont like my mom. She is crazy. I really didnt even plan on telling her I was pregant but I have a 11 year old sister that lives with her so I felt obligated to tell them. Ugh, now my brother (he is getting on nerves) orginized some last minute birthday crap for her. He is going back to Florida tomorrow and due to the snow we havent seen each other. I told him and my other 21 year old sister (who I also am still mad at due to the shower) that they needed to make plans and let me know so I could meet us with them while they were in town. So of course yesterday he calls with me with these dinner birthday plans. I tell him I have a doctor appoitment tonight, and he throws a big fit.
Rather than totally curse him out, I said a few words. I said I would show up for a bit but I am leaving when Iam tired and not to expect more than 30 minutes from me.
Anyways, One of my goals besides having a 2009 baby was also to at all costs not have her on my mom's birthday or as I have been saying "the satan's birthday".
After my appoitment today I can take a deep breath I have a feeling I am still only at 1cm, I feel like I am getting what I want. A healthy 2009 baby. I think I will really start walking more tomorrow and see if I can get this baby moving down more.