Birth Stories!!!

Hi ladies. I am still following all of you on here. Happy that all of your babies are still growing strong inside : )

I went into labor friday night, March 30th, and I had no idea I was in labor. I thought I had drunk too much milk and had a case of diarrhea. I didn't sleep the entire night because of the contractions. Finally at 5:30 a.m. on March 31st, I decided to get out of bed and walk around, hoping that would help me go to the bathroom. It worked. I was able to go. And then I had to go again, and then again. The third time was at about 8 a.m., and there was some blood and I knew something must be wrong. I woke up my husband and told him we had to go to the hospital. I quickly packed a bag while he got ready to go. At 8:30 a.m., we left the house and headed for the hospital. On the way to the hospital, I started wondering if the pains could be contractions, and I began timing them. They were only two minutes apart! I began to wonder but still thought that everything would be okay and the hospital would just send me home after telling me everything was fine. I checked into labor and delivery around 9 a.m. When I finally got back to be examined, it was about 9:30 a.m. I was already 4 cm dialated. They tried to stop the contractions, but they were not able to. The baby's heart rate dropped one time, and they threatened to take me into the operating room if it did not come back up. Thankfully, his heart rate returned to normal. About an hour later (seemed like minutes to me), I told them I had to go to the bathroom really bad. They checked me, and I was dialated to 9 cm. They wheeled me into the delivery room and it was time to start pushing. At one point while pushing, the baby's heart rate dropped to 70 bpm, and they told me that if it happened again, we were going to have a c-section. My husband was so worried about me having to have a c-section (He's from Tibet, where surgeries are not so successful and not so common). The doc gave me an episiotomy, and I pushed with all my might, and finally, at 11:02 a.m. (about 30 minutes of pushing), our little miracle was born.

Joshua Landon Mathews was born on March 31, 2012, at 11:02 a.m. weighing 3 lbs. 8 oz. He was 14.5 inches long. He was beautiful, and holding him in my arms was a tragic but unforgettable moment. His life was short, 14 minutes total, but we will see him again in heaven. We are relieved that he did not have to suffer long on this earth and glad that he can be remembered as the first birth for the June 2012 DDC. I received his birth certificate and social security card yesterday. Never expected to receive those after receiving his death certificate. My brother just called today. Just found out he and his wife are expecting, probably conceived right around the time that Joshua passed away. The Lord giveth and the lord taketh away, Blessed be the name of the Lord. I thank God for his blessings that he has showered on us over the past month. He has filled our hearts with joy and hope again. We will forever have Joshua in our hearts. I don't know how someone can go through something like this without the Lord. My full hope and trust is in Him. I trust that he has a reason for everything, and I believe Romans 8:28, "And we know that all things work together for the good of those who love Him and are called according to His purpose."

Thank you to all of you for your prayers and encouragement this past month. I can't wait to see pictures of your sweet babies and hear your birth stories.

Resting in the Father's loving arms,

Heather

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T.J. and I are VERY proud parents of 2 baby boys!!!

Below is a summary of my pregnancy and the boys' birth story: I found out I was expecting on September 29th, 2011. T.J. and I were thrilled!!! We found out we were expecting twins at our first doctor's appointment, October 21st, 2011. While we were waiting for the doctor to come in T.J. asked me "What if it's twins?" I replied "If it was twins, I would know, I would be really sick." Well, I was wrong! It was twins and I had been feeling great (very lucky).

My pregnancy was a breeze. I felt great! I was a little tired at first, and I didn't really cook at all while I was pregnant, but really had no problems. T.J. and I never wanted to find out the sex of the babies, even if it was twins. We had a lot of doctor's appointments and everything was going perfectly. I was treated as "high risk" because of the twins. We were told that they were 99% sure the twins were fraternal (because they each had their own placenta).

T.J. and I started Bradley classes. We were very interested in having a completely natural childbirth experience. We know that twin births can be more complicated, but we were set on our plan. I did not want an epidural. I did not want any IV fluids. I did not want continuous fetal monitoring. I wanted to labor as long as possible at home. I wanted to labor in any position that gave me relief and I wanted to deliver in a position that worked for me. I wanted delayed cord cutting. Yes, people thought we were crazy, but we had strong reasons behind our choices.

Everything was going according to plan, until Friday, April 20th. During my work day I started to feel weird. My neck and upper back were killing me. I figured the weight of the twins was finally taking its toll. I made an appointment with a chiropractor for that afternoon. He did an assessment on me and said that my body was under a lot of stress and to come back on Monday to get adjusted. I went home and took some Tylenol and tried to relax and sleep.

Saturday was the day I was supposed to get a lot of stuff done. I needed to pack my hospital bag, get the twins room set up, and finish unpacking stuff for my kitchen (we are just finishing a remodel). I had a very difficult time getting out of bed, and stayed in there most of the morning. I moved down to the couch, but I was feeling terrible. I didn't feel like eating anything, and I didn't all day long. I couldn't sleep at all Saturday night because I just felt "weird". On Sunday morning I was relaxing on the couch when I felt a gush. I thought "uh oh, that can't be good." I went to the bathroom to find I was bleeding. I wasn't super concerned as it was "old blood", brown in color, which is not as bad as bright red blood. I yelled upstairs for T.J. and we called the doctor. While waiting for the doctor to call back, T.J. started packing a bag for the hospital. I had a feeling it was not going to be an in and out visit. I took a shower and we headed to labor & delivery.

When we arrived at labor & delivery I was dilated to 1 and 70% effaced. They put the monitors on me and I was having about 10 contractions an hour. I did not know they were contractions, I just thought that Logan was kicking me hard. I was admitted. They started IV fluids to see if that would stop the contractions....nope. I got a shot of steroids to mature the babies' lungs in case they delivered early. They gave me nifedipine to stop the contractions and it started to work. I started to feel a lot better, but I was starving. Of course I wasn't able to eat anything for fear of labor progressing.

I spent the night in the hospital with nurses coming in every hour to check on me. I was hooked up to IV's and 3 monitors attached to my stomach. I couldn't sleep with all of the interruptions, monitors beeping, being starving, and not being able to move (if I did the monitors would come off my stomach and then the nurse would have to come in). They were unable to get me an appointment with maternal fetal medicine for Monday, so I spent another day at the hospital (although I was finally able to eat something). I received the second shot of steroids for the babies lungs. It was still very hard to sleep.

I was seen by maternal fetal medicine on Tuesday around noon. I had not had any contractions for about a day. The ultra sound looked great. Both babies were fine, their fluid looked good, so they were not overly concerned about the bleeding (although they could not explain it either). One of my regular OB's (Dr. Siegel) did not want to discharge me because he said when he pushed on my stomach he could feel a contraction (even though I couldn't). The maternal fetal medicine doctor said he thought it was fine for me to be discharged to home, but it was my doctor's choice. Sigh, I did not want to spend a 3rd night in the hospital. I just wanted to go home, sleep in my own bed, get some stuff done at the house (pack a hospital bag, diaper bag, install car seats, etc), and

, and eat my own food. Luckily, there was a shift change! Another OB came on, saw the recommendation from maternal fetal medicine to be discharged, and I was on my way home! I still had to take the nifedipine every 6 hours, but I was free!

At home, T.J. and I started to get some stuff ready and I ended up staying up until almost 1:00am. Since Saturday I had probably had less than 5 hours of sleep (in 4 nights). I went to sleep and woke up Wednesday morning at 3:00am with contractions (which I finally knew what they felt like after seeing them on the monitors at the hospital). This was only 12 hours after being discharged from the hospital. I decided to take a bath to see if that would help. My contractions came on quickly and intensely. They were about 1-3 minutes apart and about 30 seconds long. I couldn't get comfortable anymore. I got out of the bathtub and laid down on the bathroom floor. I woke up T.J. so we could start timing the contractions. I took more nifedipine to see if that would help. I felt my water break (although I wasn't 100% sure that it was my water breaking as I was still bleeding from before) and I knew that the babies were going to be born that day (34 weeks, 1 day gestation, Wednesday, April 25th 2012).

My contractions were speeding up and I started vomiting frequently. T.J. was packing a new hospital bag and showering before we headed to the hospital. We got to the hospital about 7:00am. Dr. Heimburger checked me and I was 3+ centimeter dilated, 90% effaced, with my water ruptured. I was off to the labor & delivery room! I was still contracting and vomiting like crazy. I got to chew on some ice chips. Unfortunately because of all of the IV fluids I received over the previous 3 days, my legs, ankles, and feet were so swollen I wasn't able to move them hardly at all. This made labor very difficult because I had almost no sleep (in fact I started falling asleep sitting up during labor), I could not get comfortable (standing up was unbearable-so no walking around, no hands/knees, birthing ball, squatting, etc). Because I could not move my legs well, I could not find a comfortable position besides sitting on the bed with 1 leg on the bed and 1 leg off the bed. I was still contracting every minute. I was exhausted.

I had to have an IV with penicillin because I never got to have the group B strep test (it was supposed to be done at my next doctors appointment). I continued to vomit and I could not get comfortable. The staff did encourage an epidural (which was not in our birth plan). I understood that it would be beneficial because Noah was still breech and they would have to try and turn him after Logan was born and it could be very uncomfortable. I could not get any relief and decided to have the doctor check me again. If I was close to delivery then no epidural. If I was not close, I would get the epidural so that I could get some rest. He checked me and I was 4 centimeters. I decided to get the epidural. I was very nervous about it, especially when the anesthesiologist told me my spine curves to the left and the epidural might only work on one side (awesome). I figured half relief was better than no relief. Luckily the epidural took and I felt like a million bucks. My vomiting stopped and I was STARVING (of course I couldn't eat)!!! They told me to try and get some rest and for T.J. to go down to the cafeteria and eat some lunch. They were guessing about 6 hours until the boys were delivered.

We had a shift change again....this time back to Dr. Siegel (the doctor that did not want us to be discharged from the hospital). Great...here comes a big "I told you so". He was actually pretty great, and I did tell him that he could say "I told you so." My nurse Sandy was GREAT!!! We really loved her. T.J. was an excellent support. He was such and encouragement and helped with anything that I needed. He tried to find ways for me to be comfortable. He helped me to the bathroom. He helped me change clothes. He was fantastic.

About 20 minutes after the epidural the neonatologist came it to talk to me about preterm infants. He was so mellow, that as he was talking to me, I started falling asleep. I wasn't too worried about the babies. They were over 34 weeks, approximately 5-6lbs in weight (or so we thought), I had the steroids to mature their lungs, and they were moving around like crazy. I couldn't really pay attention to what he was saying because I felt the need to push. T.J. came back in and I told him I thought it was time. He was just about to get someone when Dr. Siegel came in, checked me, and said it was time to go. It had been less than a half hour since the epidural....we thought we had hours longer....guess not!

I had to deliver in the operating room (procedure for twin deliveries). There were about 12-15 people in the room for the delivery. Me, T.J., 2 doctors for me, 2 nurses for me, the neonatologist, 4 NICU nurses (2 for each baby), 2 surgical nurses, and there could ha

(2 for each baby), 2 surgical nurses, and there could have been more....this is just what I remember. This was not the quiet, natural birth I was hoping for. I wasn't disappointed as I knew going into a twin pregnancy that nothing is predictable. I couldn't be tied to things going a certain way. What was important now was delivering these babies safely.

I pushed (flat on my back with legs up in stirrups....sigh) with the contractions and had Logan out in about 7 pushes. I was surprised that it wasn't as difficult as I thought it would be. It also didn't hurt like crazy (thanks the the epidural). Again, T.J. was the best coach that I could have asked for. He was encouraging (but didn't talk too much) and he helped me stay focused (which was a hard task with so many people in the room). They said "It's a boy!". Logan cried loudly and was whisked over to the NICU staff. He was born Wednesday, April 25th at 2:59pm, weighing 4lbs, 6oz, 18 inches long.

Now was the tricky part....Noah. Noah had been transverse/breech the entire pregnancy due to Logan hogging a huge amount of room. Logan was always stretched out, taking up a good amount of space. Poor Noah got smashed up in my ribs and didn't have anywhere to move to. The 2nd doctor in the delivery room did an ultrasound to check on Noah's position. He was still up in my ribs, still breech, but now he had no amniotic fluid around him. This was a big problem because if there is no fluid, there is no way to get him to turn. Dr. Siegel attempted an external version. Unfortunately, after several unsuccessful attempts, and Noah's heart rate dropping with each one, a cesarean section was done. Again, I did not have a problem with this even though a c-section was the main thing I was trying to avoid.

T.J. had to leave the room as they administered some additional medication. They put up the blue curtain and got to work. I couldn't feel anything, but I could smell burning flesh (gross). 18 minutes after Logan was born, Noah was born. They said, "It's another boy!" I said, "I told you so" to T.J. I knew it was two boys. He did not arrive screaming into the world like his brother did. He was quiet, needed air on a cpap (not oxygen, just air), and he was wildly colored mustard yellow and green. The doctors were not sure why he was colored like that. He was born Wednesday, April 25th at 3:17pm, weighing 4lbs, 5.5oz, 17 inches long.

The theory is: Noah's placenta must have partially detached (hence the old blood) and rehealed. It may have caused some blood to leak into his sack, causing the strange coloring, and he had digested some of the blood because it was in his stool. The blood in the uterus causes it to contract and the cervix to dilate (why early labor started). When my cervix opened, I noticed the bleeding. Noah's water must have broken first causing him to have nothing left to turn with. I didn't really get to see Noah before they took him to the NICU.

They sewed me up and got me ready to go to the recovery room. T.J. was there waiting for me in the recovery room. He stayed with me for about 20 minutes before he got to go down to NICU to see the boys. I had to wait until my "recovery time" was over. Then my awesome nurse Sandy wheeled me down in my bed to see the boys before taking me to my "mother and baby" room. I did not see the boys again until the next day when I was able to stand and move on my own after the epidural wore off. Because I was given even more IV fluids, my legs were ENORMOUS!!! When I weighed myself at home 4 days later, I was 10.5 pounds heavier after giving birth than I ever was pregnant due to the amount of fluids they gave me. Did I mention how much I hate IV fluids?

Yes, I had a vaginal delivery and a c-section. It was not as bad as I thought. The vaginal birth did not hurt recovery wise at all really. The c-section incision hurt, mostly when T.J. made me laugh, but nothing that Tylenol and Ibuprofin couldn't handle. I did not take the Norco because I do not do well with pain medication. The thing that bothered me the most is again all of the fluid. My legs were so heavy I could barely move them, and there wasn't anything I could do about the fluid. I felt pretty much back to normal about 7 days after delivery and all of my fluid was gone by about 10 days after delivery. I was driving about 8 days after delivery.

They were in the NICU for 17 days (although we think they could have discharged them earlier). They came home on May 12th (the day I thought they were going to be born). They are both over 5 pounds now. They had to have feeding tubes to help supplement their oral feedings. They had to have phototherapy (bili lights) because of their bilirubin levels.

They are now at home and eating on their own. We have their first pediatrician appointment tomorrow. We are very blessed to have had such a positive outcome. We saw many other babies in the NICU who were much worse off than our boys. It really helps give us perspective. Wh

We saw many other babies in the NICU who were much worse off than our boys. It really helps give us perspective. While this was not the entrance to the world we were hoping for, it really turned out well for all of us. We thank everyone for their prayers, well wishes, visits, thoughts, and gifts.

I don't know why I can't post the whole thing. Either way, here is a link to my blog where the whole story is:

http://hardyhappenings1.blogspot.com/2012/05/logan-noahs-birth-story.html

Baby's name: Patrick Joseph S Jr
Weight: 5lbs 14oz
Length: 18 3/4in
Birthdate: May 21st @ 954pm(et)
Due date: June 3rd

Birth Story
ok ladies ima try and make this as short as i can lol so on fri may 18 i had a doc appt when i went there my blood pressure was high and i was leaking protein some signs of pre e so i hada do a 24hr urine and sun morn may 20th head to l&d for the 24hr urine to get tested and get blood work well ended up positive for having pre e so they decided to induce me they gave me mizo pills to ripen my cervix they are only allowed to do 6 within 24hrs so 1 pill every 4hrs used all 6 and only ended up @ 1.5cm dialated and 75% effaced. so the next thing they tried was inserting a type of balloon that helps dialate you we are now headed into mon the 21st finally the balloon dialated me to almost 3cm but still just 75% effaced however contractions were getting stronger then they started the magnesium and pitocin to get things goin i was now about 85%effaced doc later decided to tickle babys head to see if that would help well sure enough things took off from there after doc did that my water broke and contractions felt like hell i went from 3cm to 4cm to 5cm to 7cm within a matter of no more than 20mins and unfortunately couldnt handle the pain so i had the epi which worked right away after the epi i jumped to 9cm but only still 85%effaced felt like i had to pee so they put a catheter drained my bladder and about 20 min later i asked if they could do another cath cuz i still had to pee after arguin with the nurse for about 5mins thaty i have to freakin pee she did the cath and was like oh i guess you did um yea no shiznit i think i noe when i gotta pee then i felt i had to push still only 9cm and not fully effaced so i tried breathing through it but @ the same time pushed a lil so finally after not being able to handle the urge of pushing doc checked me and i was fully thinned and 10cm after 4mins of the last check of 9cm so now the pushing began i pushed for an hour about 8 sets of 3 ok now heres the funny part as his head was coming out i let a lil scream out but then when it came to his shoulders i screamed like i was being murdered felt jujus shoulders come out heard and felt myself tear and then felt a huge gush of fluid and scared the hell out of my bf and unfortunately the couple in the next room who didnt have there baby yet (my sister ran out to tell the people in the waiting room that juju had arrived and as she came out the poor guy in the room next to mine was in the hall looking all shook up and up and down the halll and the receptionist had said o honey its okay someone just had there baby lol)... i got 4stitches and so far so good now the sad part apparently when i pushed his shoulders out and i dont remember saying this @ all but my mom and sis told me i yelled and called my baby a ****** bastard i love my baby boy and honestly dont remember saying that so if i did i am so sorry if any questons you can post a new topic or get to me on the fb page and now some photos of my beautiful baby boy that i just cant get enough of hes my lil peanut

and a couple more

Baby's name Jonathan
Weight 9lbs 5 oz
Length 20 inches
Birthdate May 24th, 2012
Due date June 11th, 2012
Birth Story
So i had my docs apt on weds 5/23 had a membrane sweep and went home. Nothing was happening and it was actually making me tired for the rest of the day. So at 9:30 i went to bed. Woke up at 1:30 am to do my nightly routine of taking puppy outside to go potty, myself going potty (which btw i had no discharge or anything so it made me think the sweep was crap!) grab a drink of juice, and went back upstairs to bed. Grab some tums off the nightstand, and nestled back in to bed and just got comfortable with my body pillows and baby kicked me so hard in the ribs, that he broke my water!!! I jumped out of bed so fast because we just bought the bed not even a month ago. Scream to my DH that my water broke, which he didnt believe me til he saw the floor all soaked... LOL
DH called his mom while i cleaned up, and we left within 10 mins. Got to the hopital they had to do test to make sure my water broke... UMM hello look down the hall im leaking as were being rolled down! it did so we can get admitted.. it did soo off to L&D at 3:30ish. I was contracting on my own about every 5 minutes but dialted to 4, and 70% effaced. Ididnt want epi yet so i got some newbane in my iv. Made me sleepy and contractions werent too bad. After 2 hours and still being only 4 they wanted to start me on pitocin, well i said ill go on pit but i want my epi 1st. SO i got the epi, got put on pit and fell asleep for 2 hours. Got checked again and was at a 5. So i progressed and they went on their business. Doc comes in and im stalled out at a 5. but cervix was now anterior. SHe discussed if i didnt progress they would use internal moniters and maybe have to get a c sec if i was still at 5 in a couple of hours. So off to sleep i go again for a couple of hours. I now feel like my epi is wearing off cuz i can feel the contractions in my bottom now. Nurse didnt believe me, i said i feel burning, so she went to get the doc. I was crowning! They said dont push and had to call the doc to come to the hospital to deliver. (she was in the next building) Doc comes flying in, i pushed thru 2 contractions and lil man was here!

Eric's Birth

Eric Michael Marshall
6.2.12
7lbs 14 oz
20 inches long
2:14 p.m

I was scheduled to be induced on the 31st of May and went in at 8 pm. I was started on cervidil and was told that I would get a second dose in the morning if needed. I was dilated at 2 cm and 50% effaced. Morning rolls around and I was having regular contractions and they decided that I didn't need the second dose of cervidil and started pitocin. I was checked at noon or so and although the contractions were picking up I wasn't dilated any more and Eric was still very high up. I was given a foley to increase dilation (the most painful experience of my life btw) and was given a 2-4 hour window on time frame for this to work. After an hour and 45 mins the foley came out and I was checked again. I was at 4.5 cm and he was still high. I was then told my body needed to catch up with the dilation and had another 5-6 hours to wait for “real labor” to begin.

I convinced John to go home and come back later so he could get some sleep and I tried to get some sleep as well. Contractions still coming every 2 mins or so and I'm getting regular doses of fentanyl to dull the pain. At 6pm I was checked again and told there were no changes. They decided that they'd give me till 9 pm, shut off the pit and give me a sleeping pill and try to get it kick started again on Sat morning. Once the pit was turned off I pretty much stopped having contractions. I was able to walk around and take a shower. Got my sleeping pill and off to bed I went.

Morning rolls around and pit is turned back on. Contractions started up right away and around 10 my water broke! I was so excited and after getting checked we found out that there was still no change but the contractions were instantly fiercer and harder to deal with. I got an epi and I was sooooo happy! They checked at noon again and I was advised that a c-section was probably our best option at this time. Eric wasn't in distress but he wasn't budging and didn't look to be moving any time soon. They turned the pit off again for an hour and we went into surgery. At 2:14 he came out screaming! It was pretty hard for me to even see him because I couldn't hold him or hardly even see him because I was crying so friggin hard and couldn't even wipe my eyes. He's 3 days old now and we're still struggling with breast feeding due to him having issues controlling his sugar and having to be supplemented with formula for the first day and a half. Milk is in and he will take it via finger feeding but refuses to nurse. o.O Practice makes perfect though and we'll get it!

My pictures are all too big and I have them posted on fb. If you're not my friend and wanna see 'em just lemme know!

I went to my normal appointment on Friday 25th May and although doctor didn't check me, he was worried about how big the baby was as he had gained 400 grams in a week (not sure how many pounds that ios right now). I wanted a natural birth so he suggested we induce on Tuesday 29 May instead of waiting for my due date 01 june to prevent him getting bigger.
Shew, nerves... Anyway we went in on Tuesday night and initially she the nurse checked me and didn't really tell me much but I gathered there wasn't much dilation. They inserted a gel of some sort at about 10:30 pm, Dh went home and they let me see what contractions would start. I started feeling mild pains around 1am and they never really got any strionger. The nurse still thought I'd have a natural so she gave me an enema at 4am (not as bad as I thought people...!lol) at 5am she checked me and said there was no change to my cervix and baby was still very high. She offfered to do more gel which I said do it, but thens he called my doctor first who said no she must wait and he'll check me when he gets there. A new nurse came on at 7am (thank goodness coz the one from the night was terrible, she didn't tell me anything!) and told me that my doc has another schedule C-section at 08:30 and he will probably push to do me too if there is no change to the baby. This immediately put me in a bad mood, I called DH and told him to hurry and get there as I wanted to really try and avoid the c-section and needed his backup. I just didn't want to have the op so soon, surely they could have done more and given me more time to progress on my own? Anyway turns out all things happen for a goiod reason.

Sorry - Part 2.
So doctor arrives around 8:00 and checks me and says that he can feel the baby's head but still very high up and not in my pelvis, in fact if he pushes the head, it bounces, which means it was not pushing on the cervix and therefore the cervix was not going to open. I asked if we could try more gel but he said it would make a difference as his head was too big for my pelvis, it wasn't going to happen naturally. I asked him if I could go home and let things happen on their own but obviously my babys big head would not get smaller. So he recommended the C-section and what other choice did we have. Once I accepted it, that was fine, I got over the dissappointment.
So around 09:00 they start prepping me, DH gets into his scrubs and we go into the theatre. It's very scary in there, all these people start taking out all this equipment, i got very nervous and kept on saying to DH "this is hectic babe" but only coz I had not thought about a Caesar at all. They put a drip in my arm which hurt like hell and then numbed my back for the spinal block. I didn't see the syringe but it hurt like all hell and I started crying.. I think more from being scared than pain as it wasn't unbearable but I was very nervous. then I felt it take effect and soon felt nothing from my waist below. To cut this long story short, they cut me open (Dh was sitting at my head and giving me running commentary coz I couldn't see, and they let him take pics so he has the whole thing in pics - amazing!) and Tyler was born at 09:45. Turns out he was Very high up and had the cord wrapped around his neck twice, so no wonder he couldn't

Pat 3 - don't know why I can't type longer...?

descend. Trevor has pics of his head out and body still in my tummy and them trying to unwrap the cord...weird but amazing.
So they let me see him before they whisked him off to the side - his apgars were 9 and 10, yay! DH then went with him to the nursery to clean and weigh properly and it took about 20 minutes for the doc to stitch me up.
I felt nothing and it was an amazing experierence in the end, being able to hear what was going on, fully awake and then to have them place thisprevious little person in my arms at the end of it. In a way I am glad I had the C-section, as i didn't have contraction pain for hours on end but i have the recovery now...(which after day 1 is not that bad with painkillers).
I could go on and on about how happy we are but I'm sure you all know... I'll post some pics for you to see shortly.

pics of Tyler...

Baby's name: Zachary Ryan
Weight: 10lbs 8oz
Length: 21in
Birthdate: Tuesday, May 29, 2012 (5 days early)
Due date: Sunday, June 3, 2012
Birth Story: I was scheduled for induction for Tuesday the 29th of May. We were instructed to arrive at the hospital for admittance by 5am, at which time we checked in at the er and were sent upstairs to labor and delivery. When I arrived I was asked to provide a urine sample and then change into a gown. We went over my birth plan(which pretty much got thrown out the window as the day progressed!) and they started taking vitals and hooked my iv. Before starting the fluids and pitocin, they drew blood, finding it was quite coagulated and not much would come out of the line. My immediate thought was that I was simply dehydrated but since they were hanging fluids anyways didn't think it really mattered at that point. They started my pit of low and noted I was already having some contractions even though I really couldn't feel them yet. My OB arrived at around 7:15 to check me and break my water. I was at 2cm and 50% effaced as I had been at my appointment the prior week. My fluid was clean and after the cushion of water was gone I nearly immediately felt a huge change in the contractions. I had too stay in the bed hooked up to the monitors but was able to just chat with the nurses, watch a show on Netflix and update my fb friends on status!  The nurse checked me again a few hours later and I had already progressed to 4cm and was about 60% effaced with baby progressing to a -1 station. . And while the pain continued to get worse And it was getting much harder to breath through the now every 1-2 minute, 5 out of 10 pain scale contractions.  In hopes of keeping an epidural from stalling out the progression, I opted for a single dose of iv drugs which because it was so early in the labor wouldn't effect the baby when it came time to push and would help me get through the next few hrs before Dr came back to check me around lunch. The meds made me very, very sleepy...and I almost got more frustrated with the fact that I couldn't snooze than I was that the contractions were coming every minute. The nurse decided to ease off the pit a little to even out the time between because she didn't want the baby getting stressed. Dr came in to check around 12:30 and I had progressed to a good 5cm and 80%, baby had come down to a 0 station. He said everything looked good and that hopefully by dinner time we'd have a baby! I asked him how long I should try to hold off on the epidural and his reply was was long as you can, but that the other two ladies in labor were already getting theirs and he was surprised I hadn't requested mine yet! I made it another hour and finally said I couldn't take it anymore and was soooo relieved to get the relief. Was really nervous about the process of it, but my anesthesiologist was great, even letting me breath through a contraction before inserting the cath. By 2pm I was ready for a nap and got some much needed rest. Around 3:30 they had to insert a catheter because I couldn't force myself to pee in the bedpan. Not or lack of trying or control, but come to find out there just wasn't anything in my bladder to release(my one "I told you so" moment). They decided to up my iv fluids because I wasn't producing enough urine. I did maintain very good control over my lower half and was able to flip myself over in bed and sit up all on my own without the nurses help(a huge shock and surprise to them). So by 5:30 dr came back to check me after his practice closed and I'd made it to 8cm and 90% effaced but baby was still at 0 station. Dr said he was. Little concerned I hadn't progressed any more than that since last check and that he'd be back in two hrs to check again. If no further progression had been made we'd probably be talking about getting the baby out via cesarean. I asked the nurses later if I'd made any change by then would he let me continue in labor or would he still push the c-section. They said that if I wasn't complete by then he'd probably still want to do the cesarean because there was a good reason as to why I wasn't progressing any further, and holding out longer would start to raise risk for baby and myself (infection, fatigue, etc). So we waited and prayed that when he came back it would be go time and I could start pushing. Within that time my mon had looked out the window and stated there was a double rainbow! I told her to take a picture of it because at that moment in knew that no matter what both Zachary and I were going to be fine. When dr checked again at 7:30 I was still the same as before and they started prepping everyone for my surgery. The anesthesiologist came back in to give me the mega dose through my epidural and soon after they were wheeling me into the o.r. The epidural medication made me extremely shaky and I had to hold the arm rests of the table to keep them from flopping all over the place.

CON'T... They finished prepping and put up the curtain, then brought my mom in. They started the surgery and my mom stood up to watch over the curtain as Zachary was born. They delivered him at 8:18pm and the dr was clearly shocked at just how big he truly was! Dr held him up for me to see the little hunk, and then handed him off to the nurses. Dr continued to work on me while mom went to see and take pictures if little Zach. I soon heard a strange pounding sound, and after inquiring they joking let me know they were "beating" my baby. In fact they were just trying to clear his chest as he was having some lung transitioning problems, brought on by the cesarean and his size. They cleaned him up and brought him over for me to see and kiss. Then took him out to the nursery and I made Mom go with him, assuring her I'd be ok. Little did I know and/or realize that they were having a problem getting my uterus to stop bleeding. In the end they ended up having to take my uterus out of my abdominal cavity to massage and inject it with clotting medicine. Thankfully the bleeding stopped and the assistant closed my incision (very well I might add) while my dr went to check on baby Zachary. He came back shortly to inform me that he was having a little trouble with his lungs still and that they had him on O2 and that he was a whopping 10lbs 8oz and 21in long! I soon was wheeled to recovery and administered more drugs, one to help stop the shaking, which in turn made me ever so itchy! I stayed in recovery for a little over an hour. Mom came in and said Zach was on a C-pap machine but was doing well and that she was going to go ahead home(she was beyond exhausted with the events of the day and her ms makes the fatigue and stress even worse). I said that was fine and that I'd call her if anything changed or I needed her. I made a few phone calls and before they took me to my room they wheeled my entire bed into the tiny nursery so I could see my son again. He had pulled the c-pap machine off of himself and was on straight O2 again and responding well but pediatrician wanted him to stay in the nursery for monitoring to be on the safe side. I was broken hearted of course but knew that he'd be fine so didn't fight it. They ended up bringing him to my room around 3:30 a.m. To feed and hold, and I was so immediately attached that I couldn't stand the thought of him leaving again so they left him in there until the dr came around 7:30 to check him.  My dr also came and said that my hemoglobin was pretty low after the blood loss and that I needed a transfusion to get it back up. I didn't fight it at all because I knew to trust him and that if I needed it, I needed it and not to question or fight. It helped enough but I'm still on extra iron doses every day. My dr later told me that if he had done an additional u/s and known just how big Zach had grown in the prior weeks since my last scan, he never would have even induced and gone straight for the cesarean. Baby Zach was cleared by the pediatrician and she later said that he was just perfect! My son was a celebrity within the hospital...known as "the big one"!! We continued to do well and were released on Friday, June 1st.