Birth...

Well the the moment I have Madison asleep. She's been screaming all day I think from gas because she wont burp, roots but wont latch 9 out of 10 times, and just the way she's acting. Its kind of freaky because this isn't how my baby acts. She normally never crys and when she does it isn't very loud... these are like death crys. My milk came in last night so hint the thought of gas.

well Monday at 2:30 am after about an hour of sleep due to nerves Ryan and I woke up and got ready for the hospital. We got there at 3:20 and the nurses gave us a weird look and asked us why we were so early (they evidently had it down that I was supposed to be there at 4) we joked and said we didn't want to hit traffic. once in our room I gowned up and started to fill out the paper work. My mom got there at 4am because she wanted to be there for the whole thing. I got my blood drawn, iv put in and they started pitioian by 4:30am. I was hooked up to a heart monitor and a contraction monitor so if I ever had to go pee it was quite the ordeal, I would have to unplug all the cords and take my iv stand with me then rehook everything, it took me five minutes to do everything so I only did it once around 6:30. My pitioian was raised every half hour, it took me about an hour and a half before I noticed I was having contractions. They didn't hurt in the beginning.

They came in and tried to put a internal heart monitor in around 7:30 am with the prospect of also breaking my water. They couldn't get the clip in but they nicked my water bag and warned me that I might start randomly start leaking fluid if I talked, laughed, sneezed (get the picture?) it took me about twenty minutes before I felt anything then GUSH! right when I was either laughing or talking to the nurse... weird weird feeling. They had put one of those huge diaper pads under me by that point so I wasn't sitting in a puddle in my bed thankfully, and the fluid was clear so I was happy.

They checked me and I was four and with all my knowledge of birth I knew that my water being broken would cause my contractions to not just be the light cramps on the screen but they would hurt so I asked for my epidural right then and there. Also those doctors are notorious for taking an hour to get there once asked for. Then my contractions started to hurt... bad. my family would come over and watch them on the screen every once and a while (I had the today show on the tv in case you wanted to know) my contractions were 2-3 minutes apart then went to continuous not letting up. The only let up was the contraction line would go down to four "in between contractions" then go back up to six or higher. I was praying for the doctor to get there but as I thought it took about an hour for him to get there after I asked for him.

Everyone but Ryan left the room and he started to prep me. My legs were shaking and I was starting to feel sick by that point from the pain by then. My legs hanging over the side of the bed, leaning into the nurse they started to do my epi. Poke one, I could feel him trying to get the needle into the spinal cord, didn't work. Oh it hurt so bad. Take two in a different area, poke in... didn't work. I was sobbing by this point. He went higher than most and finally got the epidural into place. He told me I had a tight spine then referred to me as an armadillo...

Shortly there after I got sick for the first time in my pregnancy. I lost my fruit loops in a little bag. They gave me a shot to make it stop which worked thank goodness!

By this point they let the other people back into the room. I wasn't opening my eyes because U could still feel my contractions and my back huurt. The nurse started to talk to me but the first thing I commented on was an ad about female smell products. I responded to the ad "Well if you would shower every day then you wouldn't smell" They stuck a catheter in me once I was completely numb which was uncomfy at first but eventually you get used to it.

through out the day every one in the room would fall asleep (my mom, dad, jenni and ryan)

I was progressing normally til I got to six then I kind of stopped. After a few hours she decided to switch up my positions so my knees were up and I was curling around the baby. Once she got me like that it did the trick, I went from 6 to 10 in two hours.

once I was nine I started to feel the pressure every one tells you about. (ready for tmi?) it felt like my vagina had this big weight put on it. I still didn't feel my contractions but I felt the pressure. the nurse came in and checked me and I asked if it was ok that I was doing counter pressure to help relieve the pain, she then asked me to demonstrate what I was talking about and I pushed for her with her hand in me... and while doing that I farted... it made Ryan, I and the nurse laugh hysterically with me saying "well I didn't mean to do that too but oh well!" (now keep in mind my biggest fear was pooping on the delivery table) she told me she could see when I was pushing on the monitor and showed me how. She then told me not to push... so even though it helped my pressure I stopped pushing.

She came in about ten minutes later to check me because she had a feeling and I was a ten! she said she was going to go tell my doctor then she'd be back so we could practise push. Well my doctor was there in literally five minutes and beat the nurse back! (my doctor was keeping tabs on me all day via her phone an was very up to date and on my case all day even if I had only seen her in the morning... theres reasons why I love her!)

They set up the room (and kha quickly left the room) and she put her fingers inside me

"Do you feel my fingers?"

"well yes" (my epidural was slowly wearing off because I could feel my feet)

"ok I want you to push my fingers out"

once I knew this I pushed for her... every medical person in the room was surprised. "it looks like she's going to push the baby out of this room"

They waited for another contraction and they had me start pushing (its about 5:20 pm at this point)

one of the nurses jokingly asked when I was going to have my next one

my nurses and doctor were joking around with people in the room

*push*

*push*

"wow thats a lot of hair"

one nurse gets out a small bottle of baby shampoo and hands it to my doctor which she uses to start doing "massage" to stretch me out which she does with vigger

*push*

*push*

heads out then shoulder, cord around her neck

one more push and then Madison was here! Pushing time??? Just under 20 minutes 5:36 pm

then here comes the complication...

every person looses blood after birth, that is a fact of life but I lost more than most. Every time they would push on my stomach to check I would gush more and more blood. They gave me a shot to see if it would stop, and it didn't work. They gave me another shot and that finally slowed it down. All in all I lost a little bit less than you do getting a c-section. I also did tear a little bit, not very much though, she said she just did one continuous stitch and I was fine.

AND I DID NOT POOP ON THE TABLE!!!!

I've been trying to let Ryan get as much sleep as possible since he has school and work to do so Madison and I have been camping out in the living room at night to just let him sleep. She just sleeps in my arm on the boppy, it makes breast feeding extremely easy at night. She wakes up I pop a boob in her mouth she goes back to sleep and repeat. I'm actually handling the whole no sleep thing pretty good I believe.

I got my milk in last night/today... holy cow! Literally! I think my size tripled if not more in 12 hours flat and they are like granite implants

Ryans family came by today to visit today (after she was able to fall asleep from her gas issues earlier) they were so crazy about her! It was adorable!