Ok, so I said i might share the birth story.
So here it is, but i am not the best writer on making something like this really interesting, though i will try.
On Wednesday of 10th of August ( my due date ), we had been out at my Dad and Mom's place all day. It was about 4:00 and we were going to head home, but i thought we should help pick the raspberries before we go. So we do that and in the mean time i keep having these tightenings like i had been having earlier in the day as well. I wouldn't call them contractions, though i could tell they were leading up to that soon.
That took us about an hour.
Then we head out to our place ( it is 12 miles from my parents), but we decided to check out a blueberry patch first that is just a few miles from their place. Lots of blueberries, so we begin picking berries.
I am squatting down picking berries, and keep having tightenings. I am thinking this must be contractions, but they sure are not hard or hurt at all. So i ignore them and keep on. We are there about 45 min. The kids are complaining they are hungry. I know we need to get on home and make supper and get prepared for what make be coming on yet this evening, but these blueberries sure look good. My desire for blueberry pie win out, and i keep on picking for awhile more.
Then i tell hubby, " i know we hate to stop picking when there is so many berries yet, but i think we should use best wisdom here and get on home." I had been telling him how had been feeling.
So he agrees and get everyone in van and head on home.
Soon as i get home i hurry and warm up left overs for supper and we eat, and then clean up the kitchen. By this time i am calling it contractions and they are more regular now and more intense though not nothing to breath through or painful or anything.
I call mom and tell her, and that to expect a call from me in the night to come be with the kids. Then i talk to a friend and tell her. She tells me, " your an hour from the hospital, you better not leave it to the last minute, because you really don't want to deliver on the road." I tell her, " oh with my record i hardly need to worry of that. Mine have been so drug out!"
Still though what she said made be a bit concerned. I phone mom back and tell her what my friend said, and also asks if she thinks i should call the hospital and tell them what's up and see what they suggest since i am an hour away and this is my 6th. She thinks i should call.
So i phone the hospital, and of course they want me to come right in and be check out.
So i phone mom back and tell her, " i knew i shouldn't of phoned the hospital! They want me to come in and be checked out. I don't want to go all that way for nothing." She says, " yes, i thought they would want you to, and yes, it is a good idea."
So i finish packing my bag, and check to see if everything i need for baby is in the diaper bag, get my camera, slippers , ect. I tell the kids what's going on. And let them know Grandma is coming to be with. It is going on 9:00 so time to tuck the kids in bed. Prayers and songs and good nights are said.
Then i sit and wait for mom to arrive. Contractions are very regular, about 5 min. apart though still nothing hard at all.
She arrives about 9:30, and we head off to the hospital .
Arrive and check in at about 10:40 p.m.
They put me in a room and hook me up to monitors for 20 min. They check that and say all is well with baby, and that i have had some good contractions. I hope that means we are really progressing though, it is still totally unpainful. The Doctor checks me out at this point. He tells me i am not dilated at all, though he said i am progressing to that.
I am not happy at all to hear that.
He said we can either go home, though he does not thinks that is just the best because of our distance from the hospital, or we can get a room in town, but they would not keep me in the hospital since i have not even started dilating. Because it could still be many hours yet or could go quickly.
So we decide on a room. It is only a few minutes away from the hospital. We get settled in the room about 11:30. It is a room with a hot tub. I am like , "wow, this is nice, but it is a little late to enjoy this." I am tired and feel like i need rest bad. But the hot tub is so inviting that i get in for 15 min. It feels so good. The contractions are feeling a bit more intense now. I get out and go t bed.
I am able to rest in between contractions. By 1:00, the contractions become very intense, and i am now having to breath through these. Hubby is sleeping contently and i know he will need his sleep, so i do not bother him. Though i am surprised that he is able to sleep through my tossing and turning and Lamaze breathing.
By 2:00 i am like, " ok, when should i wake up hubby." This is betting bad."
By 2:30 i wake him, and say, "i think we had better get back to the hospital".
We sees me breath through a contraction and he says, " so this is the real thing now, huh?"
He phones the hospital to tell them we are headed back over.
At 2:40 we are checked back in. They give me gown this time, and as soon as i dress and get on the bed, the Doctor is there to check me out. This time he says exactly what i want to hear. "You are fully dilated now , and you can push at any time and have this baby here soon!"
I am thrilled though i try not to get to excited, because i know my record that it could be awhile yet. ( i usually take quite awhile after this point before i feel any push pains.)
At this point like always i begin to loose it. I start to holler instead of my breathing. They encourage me to start to push as soon as the next contraction comes on. So i try that, and do ok for a few, then loose it again.
I find it more comforting to holler, " I can't do this, i can't do this!", instead of the breathing.
They continue to coach me with the pushing, and i am beginning to make progress. The head is descending. Then, i again, complain, " i can't do this!" But it is almost there now. A final good long push, and i hear the them say, " he is here, you did it!!" It was 3:52 a.m.
Time to rjoice!! It is all over and the Good Lord has blessed us with another son!! I had hoped on a girl, but am happy for this healthy sweet little boy anyway!!
You may be thinking, " that nice room with the hot tub didn't even hardly get used, what a shame!" I though that too, and was thinking , " gosh we could have planned ahead on this, and really made an eveing of it!!" But after baby was born, and i was put in my room, Pual went back there to sleep some more, and make phones calls, and use the high speed intenet service!
So it got some use.
Well untill next time,
In Him,
Mae