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So I'm finally getting around to doing this, sorry for the delay, I usually only have my phone to get online and needed a legit computer for this much typing.
DH and I were Team Green, just like we were with DD1, Miley. My mom lives about 12 hours away. We had invited her into the delivery room with our first, and she missed the birth by 24 hours. She was terribly disappointed about that. Of course, she was invited again for the second baby. She didn't want to miss it, so she came up a week before my due date (October 21). We spent the whole week running errands and getting things ready for the baby to come. I was getting antsy to get the show on the road!
On Saturday night, October 20, I started to have a bloody show. After that, contractions started, but they were fairly inconsistant. A few were intense, but for the most part, they weren't worth recording. I went to bed and was only woken once by contractions. I decided to get as much rest as possible. By Sunday morning, contractions started to get more frequent. I got my handy-dandy contraction timer app on my phone and started timing them. They stayed about 15 minutes apart for the better part of the day, but they were definitely intensifying.
I do the bookkeeping for DH's business, and he randomly freaked out that bills wouldn't get paid, so he asked me to do his bookkeeping. I said, "You realize I'm in labor, right?" He said I didn't have to, but it would make him feel better. I did decide that it would keep me distracted through labor, so I spent all day doing his bookwork. Trust me, he'll never hear the end of it, me paying all his business bills all through my labor! LOL.
We are both members of a mounted drill team that practices on Sunday nights. He asked if he should go or not. I said he could go, as long as he rode with his phone in his pocket. He left at 4 pm. Of course, after he left, the contractions got closer and closer together. I called him at 6 pm and said to come home. Well, due to horse things always taking forever and the fact that we don't live anywhere near where he was practicing, he didn't get home until 7:30 pm. Our neighbor came to stay with Miley and DH, my mom, and I went to the hospital. At that point, my contractions were between 4 and 2 minutes apart.
When we got there, contractions had slowed down. I was afraid they'd send me home. The nurse said to take a walk around the hospital and come back in 30 minutes and she'd re-evaluate. DH went to sleep and my mom and I walked around. We came back and the second I got back on the bed, I felt a sharp pain and then my water broke. Instantly, labor came on full force! My mom woke up DH and told him I was ready for his help. He was shocked, since my last labor was intense for 23 hours. We all thought we'd have a long wait! I was in such intense pain, I couldn't stand, sit, squat, or lay. This was nothing like my first labor. I felt so panicked and out of control because it was so shockingly painful. I asked for an epidural.
The anesthesiologist took forever to get to me, and he was a real piece of work. I won't go into details, but it was bad enough that we're reporting him to the hospital. He scared the crap out of me and was incredibly unprofessional.
Unfortunately, it turns out that the epi was a waste of time because the baby came 1/2 hour later, so it didn't even have time to work. I said, "I have to push!" and the nurse said, "Wait, wait, I'll get the doctor and set up the table!" There was no way I could wait, I just pushed. The doctor rushed in and coached for just a couple of minutes, and they baby was out. My mom said, "It's a girl!" I pushed for a grand total of 7 minutes! Everyone laughed at how fast everything happened. I went from 0-10 cm in 4 hours. Nobobdy was ready for me to push because they had all thought I was going to get sent home just a short time before!
It took me a long time to write this because I was so shocked about how painful and out of control this labor felt. My first, I was so calm, quiet, and in control. I handled the pain by breathing and using calming techniques. I did get an epi with the first one, and it was a great experience. This time, I was screaming and yelling and panicked. It took me a while to come to terms with everything and realize that I'm not always going to be in control and it still resulted in a beautiful, healthy baby. I am also recovering quite well, so I need to just let the bad things go. I was so glad my mom was able to participate. Piper is her 9th grandchild, but the first one that she's witnessed the birth.
Piper Renee' was born on October 22, 2012 at 12:56 pm. She was 7 lbs and 19" long.
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