...all 7 lbs. 14 oz, 22.5 inches of him!
Mason Robert arrived on Nov. 1st at 2:16 pm. (10 days late!)
He's absolutely gorgeous and the sweetest thing we've ever seen.
Not going to do a full-on birth story, but here's the story for those of you who are curious: We went in with contractions at 5 pm every few minutes since 2 pm on Sunday evening (in a snow storm.) Of course, when they checked me, I was only 1 cm. dilated. Because of the storm, we really didn't want to go back home (we live 40 minutes away, up canyon roads) so they let us stay. I labored all night long, contractions regular, 2-3 minutes apart and really painful! By morning I was 8 cm. dilated and the dilation STOPPED (but not the contractions or the pain...) To say the least, dh and I were a mess - it was getting to the point of me not being able to "get my head around" the contractions...I was letting the tension and pain get to me even though I had been doing so well previously. I was sleeping between contractions and although that gave me rest, it made it really hard to be mentally prepared when they came on strong. Through all of this, neither the nurse or doctor even mentioned pain relief to us, as per our wishes. We did agree to a small dose of pitocin to get the dilation going again, but it didn't work...felt like one huge 20 minute contraction, but no more dilation. I demanded the pitocin be stopped at that point. Then, at a point when we were alone, in a moment I'll never forget, through his tears, dh says, "Baby, I can't stand to see you in this pain." Decision made.
The sun came up over the mountains, the anesthesiologist came in and gave me the epidural, a new, better, angel of a nurse came on shift, our regular doctor came on call (yay!) The pain disappeared, I got a bit more pitocin and we napped, watched TV, and crossed our fingers that the dilation would start. The epidural at my hospital is patient-controlled, so with a push of a button, I could manage my own dosage (obviously wouldn't let me do too much.) I kept it at a level where I could still feel the contractions, but the sharp edge of the pain was taken off. Doctor came in a checked me hours and I was still only dilated to barely 9 cm. He knew how against having a C section I was, so he said, "Let's just do this...you're baby's coming out sunny-side up!" He tried to turn him, but little Mason wasn't going anywhere. So that was it, I pushed like crazy for 2 hours, kept the epidural at a level where I could still feel where to push. Dh pulled Mason's shoulders out himself and put him on my belly. There were no tears, because that had already been done. Only joy and laughter.
The next day, when the doctor came in to check on me, he still couldn't explain why the dilation stopped, it was a mystery to him, but he did say that he truly thought I was OR-bound and told me I did an amazing job.
So, that's that! Sorry it got long, maybe I should have just done this on the birth story thread...Oh well. Thanks ladies for all your support through the pregnancy! I must admit that the last thing on my mind these days is spending time on the computer, but that may change as new issues arise... I'll check in over at the other thread from time to time! I'll post some photos on Yahoo for sure.
Mason says "Hi Mamas!!"
(Oh, by the way, nursing and CD-ing are the BEST! So far, so good!