Saturday, August 20, 2011
Elsa's Birth Story
Just in case I ended up being one of the lucky ones who only had hours to wait until labor started I kept up with my cleaning so I would have the house in decent shape for whoever ended up staying with Sam and Julia. It was SO hot outside that even before this new development I had bailed on going to the beach. That's how hot it was - not even worth packing up to go swimming. Sheesh! Instead we decorated bikes for the 4th of July parade we have in the campground and drank lots and lots of slushies.
I called my inlaws and learned that my mother in law had gone to town so I asked my father in law to have her call me when she got home. I wasn't having any contractions yet so I wasn't worried. I called PapaBear next to make sure he was on his way back to the shop. (To beat the heat they started at 6 instead of 7 so I was expecting him home at 2:30 and didn't see the need for him to drop everything and return any sooner.)
PapaBear arrived at 2:20 and we finished up getting ready to leave. Bags loaded. check. kids supervised. check. litter box cleaned out. check. kittens sequesterd. um....where are the kittens? Eventually we found where Ali had moved them (in the two minutes the door was opened to the basement) and we could leave. It was 99 degrees outside and about 110 degrees in the van. Did I mention that our air conditioning didn't work or that the contractions were starting to pick up in intensity? So with my head hanging out the window we hustled to the hospital as fast as we could.
At 4pm I walked down the hall to a delivery room where I gave my nurse all the details she needed and she got my IV going. (I was strep B positive) She checked me once all that was taken care of and I was a 3. She ordered my epideral and I wanted to give her a giant hug for doing that so early in labor. Seriously, my nurse was a saint! It felt like I had a midwife through the whole thing because she never left my side (except to grab a bite to eat long after I'd been given my epidural. She was only gone 15 minutes at the most and was able to give us a storm report because she'd gone to the place in the hospital with the most windows.
Storm? Of course we weren't going to get a break from the severe weather we've been having every.single.weekend this summer just because I was having a baby!
At 5:15 I was only at a 4. Not the progress we had hoped for so they started pitocin. At 6pm the power went out.
Eight seconds later the generator kicked in. (The power stayed out until after 2am the following morning.) When they could finally open the curtains it was very eiry to not see a single light outside.
As the saying goes....my hands are full, but so is my heart!