As I mentioned in my last post, there was a huge storm the night I drove home from work. My mother-in-law had just arrived from St. George to be with us for the birth of the baby. It was pouring rain! I really wanted to have the baby that night because I was sick of being pregnant but I really had not had any contractions, except for one the week before, to indicate that I was in labor. Well, at about 11:30 on Monday night, August 30, I had a couple contractions. They were very, very small. Oh, we were looking all over the internet on how to induce labor. We were pressing pressure points on my feet and hands to induce it....nothing! All of the sudden at 11:30 my water broke. The baby was coming! I was so excited. I was also scheduled to work the next day and I could not bear going in....yay! Kason knew that I did not feel like working so he broke his water bag. Well done son, well done.
When we got to the hospital the nurse was skeptical at best as to whether my water broke. She said it was crazy and that everyone was coming in that night. I know well enough that stormy weather brings all sorts of people into the hospital. I am not sure why, but it's true! Anyway, a short test later proved that indeed my water broke and I was admitted. I was checked and my body was not progressing as it should to have the baby anytime soon. Sadly, this is the story of my life. The doctor suggested that I be given a gel that helps the body with labor. As soon as I was checked into my room, I was given the medication. Oops, it worked a little too well! My body was progressing too fast for the baby. My little man's heart rate dropped! All the sudden I heard, "get on your hands and knees". I was huge and pregnant. I was not moving fast enough for them. It scared me to have a few nurses run into the room and shove an oxygen mask onto my face and asking me to move quick! They then stopped the medication. Things went a little more smoothly after that...not for long.
My body never progresses on it's own. Why, I am not sure. A few hours later I was given an epidural. It is procedure to give a 1 Liter bolus before an epidural is given to avoid hypotension. My blood pressure is normally low though so after the epidural, my blood pressure tanked. The baby was not getting enough oxygen. I was given a shot to helped constrict the vessels to bring up my blood pressure. It also makes your heart rate faster. My heart rate was still in normal limits but little Kason's heart rate was now way too fast. Because of this, I was not given as much medication to help the progression of labor. Good times!
After Kason's heart rate was normalized, my nurse tried slowly to increase labor. I was still on oxygen because Kason needed it. My body not progressing as normal. Oh, did I mention, Kason was now posterior "sunny side up". He was not going to come easily. Also, I was now in labor for 18 hours. I was exhausted and scared. Things were not looking good.
The doctor came in to check things out and said that at this point my body was not laboring as it needed to and a c-section was now in order. I started balling! I was just so tired that I could not help crying. I just wanted my sweet little man to be safe. If it meant c-section, so be it. They prepped me pretty quickly for surgery. I was given so much medication that I started shaking on the operating table. They told me that I would feel a great deal of tugging. Funny enough, I only felt a little. All of the sudden I heard a sweet little cry. My precious little man was born. A felt such relief. He was born and thank goodness, he was safe. Come to find out, the umbilical cord was wrapped around his foot making it difficult for him to progress in the birth canal. It kept pulling him back. His little head was bent and he was having a hard time moving it. Also, the cord was wrapped around his neck. I really feel that the fact that my body was not progressing was a miracle. Heavenly Father was watching over his little one. He was safe because we delivered c-section. The outcome would have been different had he been delivered normally. My baby was safe.
My sweet baby Kason was born at 7:07pm on September 1, 2015. He weighed 8 pounds, 11 ounces, 21 inches long. He came out with a lot of hair!!! He was such a cute, sweet baby. Poor thing did not have a name for a day. We could not agree. Tom wanted Quincey or Schuyler. The kids and I wanted Kason.....we won!
That night after surgery, I was in the recovery room waiting for Kason to join me after his shots. I was shaking almost uncontrollably. My body always does that after trauma. I think it also has something to do with the medication. As soon as they brought Kason, they laid him on my tummy. I felt warm and happy. My shaking stopped. We were just starring at one another. I did not even notice that I had relaxed. The nurse sweetly said that he helped calm me. His little heavenly presence helps calm us all in our family. I could not imagine our family without him.
Funny story: Tom asked my dad to come a little from work to give me a blessing. This was about 4pm that day. My dad came and poured a ton of oil on my head. For the rest of the day and the next, I had a really oily head. Turkey! The nurse, who was LDS, tried to use dry shampoo to get rid of it but it did not work. P.S. Tami was the delivery nurse. She was awesome! I have always felt that Heavenly Father always gives us just the right nurses during my deliveries because they are tricky. Tami was no exception. She was awesome. I am so grateful for her.
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