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My original induction date was scheduled at 37 weeks, Andrewís grandmother passed away, after being checked by my OB and my cervix being high and tight it was agreed that we could go to the funeral and be induced the following week. The day that we left for the funeral my blood thinners were switched. We left on a Thursday and by the time we got back home on the Saturday I was itching like crazy. I originally thought it was due to a plant in Australia that Iím allergic to but it turned out to be a reaction to the new blood thinner.
We called my OB and he had me go into labour and delivery to get checked out. My BP was high and the baby was too quiet for their liking so they admitted me. I started having some minor contractions that night and the nurses were watching them on the monitor thinking I was going to be going home with a baby. They gave me a sleeping pill but that only made me wired and I didnít sleep the entire night. My OB came in the next morning and checked my cervix, said something was happening but I wasnít yet dilated and tried to help it alongÖOuch! He gave me the option of going home since my BP was back to normal. I took it and spent the entire day walking and having some good contractions. I was getting excited but around 8pm they started tapering off and finally went away.
I went back to L&D so they could monitor the baby a bit and was given the option of an induction with pitocin and cervidil (sp?) to help me along. I really didnít want to have a drugged induction and felt like I could go labour going on my own. I was off the blood thinners at this stage and had to go back on them within 36 hours so if I hadnít progressed more by morning I would be forced to have a drugged induction.
The next morning I went back to hospital at 6am, my OB came in at 8:00, checked me and broke my water. I was so happy! We went walking and contractions started up in no time at all, they were really light and I wasnít considered in true labour until 1:00. The contractions went from really light to really hard and back to back in a matter of minutes. The nurse checked me and I was at 2. I asked for an epidural and was told they would arrange it. I started using the gas and at first it was fun, Andrew and I were both using it and it was sort of like That 70ís Show where they are sitting in the circle having a smoke. The contractions started coming on top of each other about 4:00 and they were still trying to find someone to give me the epi. I was losing time because of the gas and once when I came down from it I was convinced that I had been in labour for days.
Finally the epi guy comes and finished getting it in at 6:15. The nurse checked me and I was only at 4, we were thinking t was going to be a long night. After the epi was in I felt nothing. I was watching the monitor to make sure I was still having contractions. At 8:00 I told the nurse I thought I was feeling some pressure and she told me I probably wasnít but she checked anyway and I was at 9. She called my OB who walked in at 8:30 and had me do a few practice pushes. He said she was coming fast and we wanted to slow it down a bit, he helped control my pushing and had Andrew get ready to catch his baby. At 8:52 Georgia Madison was welcomed into the world by her fatherís hands.
Georgia came out very blue and was put straight on oxygen. Her apgar scores were 5 and 5. She was taken to the NICU and after a couple of hours on oxygen she was back with me.
I lost a couple of hours of the day due to the happy gas but we really had a fun day. I didnít have any tears and my OB was fantastic. The nurse was pretty much just an observer waiting for the baby to be born. My OB was hands off and just coaching me through pushing. We were talking about it later on and Andrew and I felt like we were the only people in the room. It was a great end to such a troubled pregnancy.
My chunky monkey was 8 pounds and was two weeks early.