Okay sorry for the cryptic facebook post. I know people were watching it and I was devilish. I water broke at 5:30am on the 27th. I felt a pop, like when your joints snap and figured it was just my pelvis popping it would do it when he would move. Then I felt and heard some gurgling and I thought it my tummy, and I felt a little fluid, and just thought it was sweat, and I had to pee anyhow so I got up and GUSH! So I yelled at Adam which woke him and Trixie and ran to the bathroom (2 steps from my bed) and sure enough, it was my water. Heh. Everywhere. Clear and lovely.
Labour started right away, contractions every 2:30 mins for 45-50 seconds. Fun.... They were like that for a couple hours then slowed down, never really stopped. Around 5 pm went for a walk with my family, and noticed that the cloth diaper I was using to soak up the leaking fluid had a brown/ green tinge to it. Figured it was blood reacting with the diaper and changed it. Went for a long walk came home and more green/ brown. Called my midwife (for the millionth time, she was great about staying in contact, as was my doula) and she was already enroute. She came, looked at the stain and declared it mec. Sigh. Off to the hospital, where I nearly lost my temper with the admitting nurse. I was having very regular strong contractions and she sent me to the very full of families waiting room for 10-15 mins even though I had called ahead like a good little minion. I seethed and laboured. I was tranferred after more paperwork to an observation room where I was to pee in a cup. More seething. Finally declared in labour and transferred to a L&D suite. They kicked my midwife out because she had her 2 month old with her. She was upset. My doula showed up and we laboured forever. My contractions were strong, but I didn't progress from 4 cms for a long time. There was talk of pitocin (and damn doctor kept calling it oxytocin, grrr) and/ or c-section. More grrrr. I opted to continue to labour. It was hard, I screamed and focused and went (outwardly) catatonic. More labour. Internal contraction monitor, strong contractions. No progress. More talk of the evils I wanted to avoid. Finally at 3 am, they said it's getting to be 24 hours and then they would push for section. So I opted for pit and an epidural... I"m not happy about this, but it had been 22 hours of labour, and I was staring down another c-section. I had a cry about being weak and my doula told me that I could do it without, but it was my choice. (she was really supportive in a good way) But I have a fear of pit... so epidural. I dont like how it made me feel. I had a reaction to it and itched a lot, and scratched a lot, but it could have been worse. I only had a weak one, I could move my legs and still feel, but the edge was off. I was checked a while later and I was at 6, then an hour later and at 10. I got to push. 30 mins of pushing and I had a Hudson George. I had 2 second degree tears, on my perineum and one above my urethra. Fun!
But he's here. YAY!
I refused to to the HIV test with this pregnancy, to save someone some work somewhere and because I know I'm negative. They told me after he was born that if I didn't take the test they would make him take it. GRRRR. I didn't fight hard but I let them know it's a lame policy. Took the test.
I saw my placenta and there was a big white spot on it. I asked if it was calcium and I was told most likely, then the doctor came back later and told me she didn't want to say anything before, but it was Hudson's twin. I'm glad I saw it.
And there's the brief birth story. I should get it posted on my blog soonish. Now I'm off to breast feed my little man who's a nursing fiend! He has a perfect latch and is happy to camp out at a boob all day. It doesn't hurt, except for the cramps, but I can bear them.
Now if anyone is keeping track (I am) Lauren and I have the same birthday. Our daughters were born on the same day, and now our 2nd borns were born a day apart. heh....