**This post contains a lot of details. Read at your own risk.**
When we went to see Dr. Barney on Thursday (the 23rd – my due date), he decided that he wanted to induce me. He was going to be out of town the next week and wanted to be there for the birth. He told the hospital that I needed to be induced because I had high blood pressure (little did they know that it was only at one visit, the entire pregnancy). So the nurse scheduled me to be induced on Saturday night, the 25th. It was such a relief to know when the baby was coming! I am a very scheduled person, so this turn of events made me very happy. No more wondering! I was a little nervous to be induced, because of all the extra medications I would be on, but I trusted my doctor that everything would be fine.
We were told to check into the hospital around 7pm. It’s baby having time!! The Riverton Hospital is really nice and new (and 3 minutes away). I was very grateful to be able to have my baby there.
I invited my mom and Tammy to be in the delivery room with us. Best decision ever! I needed their support more than I knew. Tammy and Greg were supposed to drive back home to Arizona on Saturday, but she postponed the trek so that she could be there when our boy was born. She’s the best sister! I was able to be in the delivery room when Emma was born, and it was an amazing experience. If Tammy could do it, I can do it!
Still smiling before the contractions set in. I was very lucky, and the first drug that they gave me put me into labor (it was meant to just get things thinned out and ready to go). They never even had to give me the Pitocin that they were planning on. I was also given sleep meds, since they didn’t even start my induction until about 9:00pm. Dr. Barney is very merciful.
They had a snack room with delicious slushy drinks. We were having a pretty good time, so far.
The view from my bed.
We had some great nurses. Unfortunately, I couldn’t pick one of them out of a line-up. I was so drugged up. As far as I can remember, the contractions started to be close together around midnight. It wasn’t too painful yet – except near my tailbone. I think it’s because I broke it a few years ago.
I’m so glad that I can see the clock in this picture! The anesthesiologist inserted my epidural a little after 1:00am. Thank you! The only thing I remember about him is that he looked really young, and had on BYU paraphernalia. I was so out of it though, that I didn’t even comment on it! Go Cougars.
Please excuse the leg – but this is the only picture we had of Dr. Barney. I’m guessing that he came into the room around 7:30am after hours of contractions. I slept a little bit once the epidural kicked in. I couldn’t feel the contractions too much, except for in my tailbone. This is when I started to have a shooting pain through my neck and back. I couldn’t move my head. It hurt so bad – way worse than the contractions. I was shaking from all of the meds and adrenalin. I was crying like a baby because of the pain. Having a baby hurts! The doctor had no idea why I was having the pain in my neck, but I was given more medication to try and help ease it. I think it had something to do with the epidural, but who knows. The whole time this was happening, I was being told to push. I couldn’t feel anything, so that was a very difficult task.
I was so grateful to have my mom there. Knowing that she had done this seven times somehow helped me to gather the strength to keep pushing.
Tom was amazing. I’m so glad that I never got crazy on him and yelled or anything. 🙂 He was feeding me ice chips and being very sweet and supportive. I’m sure all the crying about the pain worried him a little. I now know that I am a complete sissy when it comes to pain! Dr. Barney kept telling me to push, and I kept saying that I didn’t know how when I couldn’t feel anything and I couldn’t move my neck to bear down. He finally helped my efforts with forceps.
About 8:30am on Sunday, August 26th – The final minutes before our little one entered the world…