Well, I went to bed as the contractions were very mild and there was no meconium, just a bit of bloody show. I got up and timed them in the middle of the night and they were close together but didn't last long, and when I laid down in the bed they spaced out to be 15 minutes apart and very strong.<br>
The next am, I called the midwife to let her know and she immediately scolded me for not calling her right away , asking if I knew the results of my Group B strep results. I said no, she had told me that I wouldn't get the results until my next visit so of course I didn't.<br>
Well, she said I needed to come in right away, so I dropped off my 7 yo at school and the dog at the kennel, took a shower and packed some stuff, messed with the car seat and we went in <img alt="" class="inlineimg" src="http://www.mothering.com/discussions/images/smilies/lol.gif" style="border:0px solid;" title="lol"><br>
When I got there, my contractions slowed to nothing and I was only dilated to about 3, and it turned out that my Group B was positive so they ran an IV of antibiotics. Then the mw came in and said I needed pitocin since I had "dilly-dallied" around and wasted 14 hours while the Group B could be colonizing and infecting the baby. I told her not to scold me since the last time I had a baby they didn't even test for it and no one had told me that I needed to come right in in that situation.. yadda yadda yadda.. what a great start, huh?<br>
Then the baby turned out to be OP, and that with the combo of the pitocin and my water being broken caused the contractions to be absolutely vicious. I made a deal with myself that if she checked me and I was past 6 I would go without anything- but when she did after 2 hours of horrrible contractions I was only 3.5! I was ready to cry at that point and asked for an epidural. That arrived in short order, I could still feel the contrax but they were much more managable, and only 45 minutes later I was 100% and at 10 with only a slight lip left.<br>
My husband stood at my left side and my sister was at my right, and I had to push for about 20 minutes to get the baby's head over the pubic bone which was hard work compared to my two previous babies. I had a mirror and was pushing with all my might to bring her down, only to see the top of her head recede when I stop. Finally her head crowned and she was a bit blue, with the cord around her neck. So I stopped pushing and they flipped they cord off, then I pushed once more and she was out with no cuts or tears. I put her on my belly and she started to pink up, but she had quite a lot of fluid in her lungs and they had to really suction her to get it out. My dh later said he was a little scared when he saw her, but I was listening to her heartbeat on the monitor and it always sounded good to me so I wasn't worried.<br><br><br>
Hazel Nisse was born at 3:41 weighing 7lbs 8.5 oz, and 20.5 inches long. She has tons of black, black hair, big fat cheeks, and looks exactly like her daddy. Supposedly she was only 36 weeks +6days gestation so I had to go through a bunch of extra crap at the hospital including blood sugar checks and car seat check.. but after only 26 hours we were home in our own bed.<br><br>
I know it sounds like an interventionist nightmare, but honestly my labor nurse was so awesome, my midwife made up for scolding me by being very supportive, and it all went by so fast! It was not exactly what I had planned, since I wasn't expecting her for a couple more weeks but all in all a good experience.<br>
Thanks for all the happy labor vibes!<br><br>
I'll add a picture later, baby is calling!
