Things really started on Monday afternoon when I started to feel weird... I felt very different so I assumed that this was it and it was baby time, AJ and I went to the hospital, only to be told that I was only 1 cm dialated and that it wasn't time yet. We were both pretty disappointed, but my contractions went away shortly after that, so the hospital made a pretty good call. Wednesday morning however, I woke up at about 4 am with the worst pains and I thought that it was time, but I waited it out till about 11 am before telling AJ I thought we should head to the hospital. We got there and they checked me and once again I was only 1 cm dialated, so we walked... during that walk, my pain increased 10 fold and I fel like I was going to die! But when we got back, I was only 1.5 cm dialated, it was SO frustrating and they decided to send me home again... AJ was pretty upset about that, but there wasn't anything we could do. This was at about 1:00 pm, we got home I tried to nap, but nothing was helping and the pain was getting worse, especially in my back... these contractions would just centre right in my lower back and it was the most horrible pain I have ever felt... by about 3:30, I started feeling pressure, and in the interest of NOT having him at home, we headed back to the hospital. This time I was about 3 CM dialated, the nurse we had knew that I was in labor and didn't want to send me home, even though the policy was 4 CM, so she had me get into the jacuzzi tub and relax for a little while... we did this for about an hour, though there wasn't a lot of relaxation, I was able to doze between contractions, and when we got back to the triage area, I was FINALLY 4 CM dialated and the hospital admitted me.
We got taken to the birthing room at around 5 pm and I was finally given the best present ever, the epidural... I honestly don't know how women can labor without one, the pain was so intense and horrible that I would have passed out had I not been given the epi... anyways, after getting the epidural, I was doing great and Dr. Lerch broke my water. We found out at that point that Sam had decided to take a little restroom break inside and there was merconium in the amniotic fluid... the Dr didn't seem to worried, but I know that I was concerned... but basically the Dr said they just had to suction his nose and mouth before he took his first breath. About two hours later I had dialated all the way and it was time to push! While I was pushing I found out why the pain had been so horrible, it was because Sam had decided to turn the wrong way and the hardest part of his head was facing my back instead of my front which is how it's supposed to be. But I was able to push him out and after the Dr suctioned his nose and mouth I heard the most beautiful sound in my lifer when he started to cry... it was amazing, of course I started crying and then they laid him on my tummy and I was able to see his sweet little face for the first time... it was the best moment of my entire life.... but also the scariest as they had to take him to the NICU after that for a little Oxygen because he was having a little trouble breathing. While they took him to the NICU my Dr stiched me up and I found out I had a 3rd degree tear, which is pretty horrible let me tell you, I'm just really glad it wasn't a 4th degree tear. After all the stiching was done it was time to switch rooms and they were going to have me try and use the restroom... apparently I lost too much blood and almost passed out on the toilet, the nurse had to pretty much shove epsom salt up my nose to get me to come back. So unfortunately I couldn't see my little Sam until the next day because they wanted me back in bed at that point.
Sam had to spend 48 hours in the NICU before being released and then again he isn't fully released yet, he is still on a little oxygen and he has a billi bed, which is because he's a little jaundiced, so we are trying to get him all better. We are hoping that he is no longer on all this stuff by the time next week comes around. The first few days home have been exhausting, it is very frustrating that I can't pick him up and take him wherever I want to... we are tied down by that oxygen tank so much. And breast feeding is very very frustrating, since he had to go to the NICU he was automatically given bottles, so because he is used to that he is now lazy when it comes to breast feeding. I'm trying to have an open mind about this though and I told AJ that if he doesn't get the hang of it by the end of the month that we're just going to formula, no need to stress myself and the baby out when there are other alternatives.
Well anyway, today is the first day that I am starting to feel human again and I'm hearing my little man stirring in the next room, so I'll leave this here... I just gotta say that I am completely in love with him, I have never truly known love until now. :-)
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