This can be considered the second best day of my life. I scheduled for an induction so Wils and I got up early and were at the hospital by 7am. We checked in and got all ready to go. They took us to our room, put the IV in, and started the Pitocin. It was a very uneventful morning. I wasn't progressing at all. We watched some of the news morning shows. The new imagine dragons album came out the day and they played live on one of the shows. This song now reminds us of that day.
Finally Dr. Kinghorn came in around noon and broke my water. It was a mess. I'm glad it didn't happen at home, I would have been a wreck trying to clean it up and get ready to go to the hospital. Once the water was broken things started to move along. I really didn't have any pain at all until about 3pm. Then the contractions started. They were so much more painful then I ever thought. They came about every 3 minutes and lasted quite awhile. The feeling is so weird. It's like my whole body was contracting in on my stomach. With the contractions baby Millie still wasn't budging. They kept increasing the Pitocin, which helps but also makes the contractions a lot stronger. Around 4pm I was really in pain, they offered me some fentanyl which held me off for about an hour. It was nice to take a nap and let the contractions happen for awhile without feeling them. Once the fentanyl wore off the pain was a hundred times worse. I asked if I could have the epidural. At this point I was still only 4 cm dilated, which was improvement since I came in at 2 cm. The contractions killed me during the insertion of the epidural, so I really didn't feel the needle go in at all. Wilson held me because I had to stay so so still while he put the catheter into my back. It was so hard to sit still because my belly hurt so bad. The first attempt failed and he had to try to insert the epidural again. The second time worked. Everyone helped me back into bed and it didn't take long for the epidural to kick in and really ease the pain. It was nice to relax for awhile. Even though I had an epidural, I could still feel the contractions, they weren't painful but I could really feel them and how long they lasted. Dr. Kinghorn came in again around 6pm and said she was going home for a little bit, but that she would be back soon. So backtrack a little bit. Millie wasn't doing the best in there. With the TOCO machine she was having late decelerations and it wasn't reading well. They decided to put an intrauterine device in which attaches to her head for heart rate and the other piece goes against the inside of my belly for contractions. They put three of these things in because it wasn't reading right. So Dr. Kinghorn was called back in around 7pm because not enough blood was getting to Millie. Either the cord was around her neck, it was getting compressed, or she had her hand around it. Something was cutting circulation off to her. They had me start pushing. After about 10 minutes I wanted to be done. That is hard work. With every contraction I had to push for 10 seconds, three times in that one contraction. It was brutal. Millie still had problems. They put us on oxygen and I think things got a little serious in the end. Her head was so stuck. I pushed for three hours. It was killer. I felt like all the blood vessels in my head were going to pop. With every push I could see her little head of hair in the over head mirror. I was so glad to see that she had hair. Finally we were getting closer and closer. When her head finally made it past the pubic bone she came, the cord was wrapped around her neck. Dr. Kinghorn quickly removed it and they threw her on my chest. She was born at 9:59 pm. What an amazing feeling. She was so beautiful and she just cried with me. It was so glorious. Every hard moment in the pregnancy and in her birth were made worth it and forgetten. She was just so amazing.
Sweet sweet little baby.
8 lbs 3 oz 20 inches long
Millie and daddy
Right after her first bath.
After we gave her a bath we went up to the recovery section of the hospital. We were so exhausted. From that night on we had to realize that our little peanut always came first. She needed to be fed like ever 2 hours. It was so much harder than I thought. I was so tired and I needed to rest. The nursery took her in between feedings in case she got fussy and needed to be held and rocked. We were in the hospital for 1 1/2 days then we were sent home. It was a crazy feeling knowing we had to go do this all on our own. We sure love this little girl and our lives are so blessed because of her. I love her with all my heart. I can't wait to have more children in our family, but I have to cherish this time with her because this will be the only opportunity to only have one child to worry about. I love my baby girl!!
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