I went in to be induced on Saturday the 3rd. The first drug they gave me was supposed to take 12 hours to work, but instead it worked too well and they pulled me off of that at only five hours. I got a little bit of sleep and they came in to start the petocin at 2 a.m. The petocin worked really well too and they had to keep decreasing the amount I was given because contractions were consistently two minutes apart and the intensity was picking up. There was some concern with the baby's heartbeat because it decreased every time I got out of bed - so they flipped me from side to side and kept a real close eye on us. Later that morning I got the epidural (total non-event by the way - the botched IV I got hurt way worse). However at about 7 cm dialated, the epidural wore off on the left side of my body and I felt every minute and a half contraction for close to 30 minutes. I bawled my eyes out - they hurt so bad. So they upped my drugs to the max and from there it was smooth sailing. I did some "practice pushes" once I got to 10 cm, because they thought I wouldn't be able to push with all the drugs, but apparently "I'm a natural" - lol. My doctor almost didn't make it and we had to skip a few contractions. Baby was out in about 30 minutes. The whole process took around 23 hours - which for an induction is pretty good I guess. I think there was some scary stuff that happened with the umbilical cord when he was born that nobody told me about, but I plan to ask some questions at my 6 week checkup. So was it as bad as I thought? Short answer - nope. The amount of responsibility that came once he was born is about a billion times more scary.
Since then it's been all about baby! The first night home was rough. Having only gotten about 7 hours of sleep in the previous 3 nights - I was getting a bit irrational (still am one week later...). The nights are the worst because I'm so worried that something will happen to him while I'm sleeping. I do wake up at every little sound, but I spend a good portion of the day sobbing about whether or not he's going to be ok. Everything checked out at the pediatrician and he really is perfectly healthy, but wow I didn't realize how much I'd worry - like seriously... But he's eating well, sleeping in spells around the clock and going through a whole lotta diapers!
I was also worried about not having any nicknames for him, but I've already come up with a few - Mr. Stinky, Baby A, Mr. Bobblehead, Blue Eyes, Squirmy.....
But Aiden is the sweetest most precious thing ever and I am so so glad he's finally here. I've still got a lot of hormones to flush out of my system, but I already love him more than anything ever. He's a piece of me - all the best parts.
Striking a Pose! Totally my kid. =)
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