Well, better late than never...
Evelyn Grace was born on Oct 24th at 7:16 PM. She was 8 lb 9 oz and 20 inches. Her apgar was 8/9.
I guess I haven't posted because my labor was very disappointing. My water broke on th 23rd at 11 am. It wasn't a gush so I wasn't sure it really happened. Plus I wasn't contracting. I went to my midwives at 2 PM and they confirmed it. But I was only 1 cm dilated. They said I had to have 20 mins of efm before going back home. After that they said I couldn't go home but go straight to the hospital. That was the first heartbreaking thing. I really wanted to go home and get my bags and final items myself. And I don't understand why I couldn't do that since I live 10 mins from the hospital.
Anyway, I walked the halls trying to get my labor to go. After a couple hours they put me on pitocin. Every hour they upped the dosage since I was progressing very slowly. At about midnight my contractions were becoming unbearable. My baby was posterior so I was having back labor and it was horrible. And I was stuck at 7/8 cm for forever! (I don't really remember all the details. I won't them down shortly afterwards but my journal is at home and I'm away at the moment.)
I don't know how I got through the night. I thought my contractions were one on top of the other, but I guess they were about 3 mins apart but I was sleeping in between them. I was also vomiting and shaking uncontrollably most of the night. I got a shot of fentanyl because I thought I could get a tiny break and be able to finish dilating. I think it lasted 30 mins and everything was still very painful, so it was pretty pointless.
At some point in the morning my midwife wanted to put in some kind of monitor in my uterus. I'm not sure what it was, but it wasn't the kind that attaches to the baby's scalp. With the monitor they could determine how much pitocin I needed? I don't know for sure. But I couldn't handle the pain and I couldn't stand the thought of contractions that were stronger. Plus, I had been in "transition" for 8 hours. (Is it still called transition when it lasts that long?) So I got an epidural. My DH tried to argue against it. At one point he kicked everyone out of the room so he could talk to me alone. He thought the nurses and midwife were bullying me into it. He didn't understand how much pain I was in. I never cried or screamed. The only time I made any noise was when I would have this uncontrollable urge to push during a contraction but I knew I shouldn't since I was only 8 cm so I was fighting it. Anyway, I got the epidural and then spent the next half hour bawling because I had disappointed myself and my DH. I thought he hated me because I was so weak.
That was at 10:30 AM. I then slept for a few hours. They continued upping the pitocin and I continued to not progress. Finally, I was complete at 4:30 PM. I pushed for 2 1/2 hours. My baby would not come down! They told me she needed to come out soon. I agreed to the vacuum in order to avoid a c-section. That was probably the most painful part. The doctor kept jamming his fingers into my vagina while I was having contractions. After three contractions he finally ripped my baby out of me.
I wanted to delay the cord cutting and even went over that again with the nurse and midwife before the pushing. But the doctor didn't do that. And I think he extracted the cord blood which is not something I wanted done.
I had a 2nd degree tear and needed 6 stitches. I guess if you need stitches you might as well have a doctor who is use to stitching up women.
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So now Evelyn is 7 weeks old tomorrow. I can't believe it has taken me this long to post.
I can't think about what else I wanted to write, I have a baby that dad can't soothe.
Evelyn Grace was born on Oct 24th at 7:16 PM. She was 8 lb 9 oz and 20 inches. Her apgar was 8/9.
I guess I haven't posted because my labor was very disappointing. My water broke on th 23rd at 11 am. It wasn't a gush so I wasn't sure it really happened. Plus I wasn't contracting. I went to my midwives at 2 PM and they confirmed it. But I was only 1 cm dilated. They said I had to have 20 mins of efm before going back home. After that they said I couldn't go home but go straight to the hospital. That was the first heartbreaking thing. I really wanted to go home and get my bags and final items myself. And I don't understand why I couldn't do that since I live 10 mins from the hospital.
Anyway, I walked the halls trying to get my labor to go. After a couple hours they put me on pitocin. Every hour they upped the dosage since I was progressing very slowly. At about midnight my contractions were becoming unbearable. My baby was posterior so I was having back labor and it was horrible. And I was stuck at 7/8 cm for forever! (I don't really remember all the details. I won't them down shortly afterwards but my journal is at home and I'm away at the moment.)
I don't know how I got through the night. I thought my contractions were one on top of the other, but I guess they were about 3 mins apart but I was sleeping in between them. I was also vomiting and shaking uncontrollably most of the night. I got a shot of fentanyl because I thought I could get a tiny break and be able to finish dilating. I think it lasted 30 mins and everything was still very painful, so it was pretty pointless.
At some point in the morning my midwife wanted to put in some kind of monitor in my uterus. I'm not sure what it was, but it wasn't the kind that attaches to the baby's scalp. With the monitor they could determine how much pitocin I needed? I don't know for sure. But I couldn't handle the pain and I couldn't stand the thought of contractions that were stronger. Plus, I had been in "transition" for 8 hours. (Is it still called transition when it lasts that long?) So I got an epidural. My DH tried to argue against it. At one point he kicked everyone out of the room so he could talk to me alone. He thought the nurses and midwife were bullying me into it. He didn't understand how much pain I was in. I never cried or screamed. The only time I made any noise was when I would have this uncontrollable urge to push during a contraction but I knew I shouldn't since I was only 8 cm so I was fighting it. Anyway, I got the epidural and then spent the next half hour bawling because I had disappointed myself and my DH. I thought he hated me because I was so weak.
That was at 10:30 AM. I then slept for a few hours. They continued upping the pitocin and I continued to not progress. Finally, I was complete at 4:30 PM. I pushed for 2 1/2 hours. My baby would not come down! They told me she needed to come out soon. I agreed to the vacuum in order to avoid a c-section. That was probably the most painful part. The doctor kept jamming his fingers into my vagina while I was having contractions. After three contractions he finally ripped my baby out of me.
I wanted to delay the cord cutting and even went over that again with the nurse and midwife before the pushing. But the doctor didn't do that. And I think he extracted the cord blood which is not something I wanted done.
I had a 2nd degree tear and needed 6 stitches. I guess if you need stitches you might as well have a doctor who is use to stitching up women.
:So now Evelyn is 7 weeks old tomorrow. I can't believe it has taken me this long to post.
I can't think about what else I wanted to write, I have a baby that dad can't soothe.







mama!
: My DS2 was born on the 24th also. 

Evelyn! My Hazel was also born on that day about an hour and a half after your's.



I better go, I think the twins are ready to eat!