Ok, so many of you have been asking for the birth story... If you're prone to getting queasy at such things, simply scroll down to my next post and read about Emma's first day of preschool. It's guaranteed to be G rated. For those of you that are wanting the details, this is the only way I know how to put it..
I had a doctors appointment on Monday the 27th. When I went in, my blood pressure was pretty high. According to my doctors calculations, I was at 40 weeks so with taking those two facts into consideration, we decided to schedule an induction for Thursday. My mom flew in on Wed. the 29th. Adam went to Columbus (2 and a half hours away) to pick her up. My big fear was that I would go into labor while they were gone but, my mother kept telling me that she was going to get here, we were going to get my hair highlighted (she's a beautician) and then I was going to go into labor Wed. night so they didn't have to induce me. Well, mom got here, we got Emma into bed, did my hair and before my hair was even dry, I realized that I had started bleeding (sorry about the gory details). So, I called the labor and delivery at the hospital and they told me to come on in. We got Emma out of bed and we all headed to the hospital. Once we got there, we realized that not much was probably going to happen that night. They just wanted to monitor me to make sure everything was ok. So, Adam took Emma back home and my mom stayed with me. They hooked me up to the monitors and I was in fact having contractions. Obviously since I didn't know, they weren't really strong ones. They went ahead and started the potosin at 6 a.m. I had about two hours of some pretty intense pain and then at 8:30 a.m. I got the epidural and everything was swell. I had told Adam to let Emma sleep as late as he could because I knew she would be exhausted. At 9:30 they came in to check me and I was 3 1/2 cm. She told me she'd be back to check me at 11:30. I called Adam and told him that he could take his time because it was probably going to take a while. Well, in his infinite wisdom, he told me that he was coming on anyway. At about 11:15 a.m. I started feeling some pretty intense contractions (only on one side) and I looked up to see that the bag for the epidural medicine was empty. I knew that the nurse was coming back at 11:30 so I decided to wait. When she hadn't come by 11:35 a.m. I paged her. Mom took Emma for a walk because she was getting restless and I didn't want her in there for that part. My friend Sandi was scheduled to come get Emma at 12:30p.m. and then bring her back after the baby was born. So anyway, I told the nurse that I thought I was feeling stuff that I wasn't supposed to be feeling. She told me that she was going to check me and then get another bag of medicine. So she checks me and says, "Um, your cervix is gone". At this point I'm thinking, "um, is that supposed to happen". So I say, "uh, what does that mean". She says, "At this next contraction, I'm going to get you to push and see what happens". And I said, "no, I can't, my mom just left and I don't have anyone here to watch my daughter" to which she said, "you better get your mom back up here and we'll get someone to watch your daughter". So, somehow in that short period of time, Adam got my mom on her cell phone, she got back up there, and they got the doctor there and at 11:56 a.m. Chloe was born. A nice nurse named Rachel took Emma to tour the nursery and Emma got to meet her baby sister even before she got bathed.
It all worked out just great. Chloe was a little bruised from coming down so fast but her apgar score was a 9.9. And I was thrilled to have such a quick labor. So that's pretty much it. I know it's not my best piece of literature but there you have all the details. Now our family is complete. Sorry Keith, maybe one of those cousins will carry on the family name.
Now back to my little family...
Love from above,
Dana
