Better late then never is a good way to sum up little miss's arrival. I honestly thought for sure I would got early and as my due date began to approach closer and closer I got more and more anxious. But at every Drs appointment I was making no progress and not having much in the way of contractions. I still had hope though. Well November 4th came and went and thats right no baby. On Tuesday, the 5th, I went in for my 40 week appointment I had yet again made no progress. I was stuck at being dilated to a 1 no thinning no effacing, nota...my cervix was just not getting ready to have this baby. at the appointment my dr and I struck a deal of sorts...so would induce me at 41 weeks though she didnt like that my body was making no progress and thats when you can run a high risk of having to do a C-Section. I figured that was better then nothing.
At this point I had given up on even trying to convince my body to go into labor....I have decided you really cant make your body go tell its ready to go.
So we set about that weekend deciding to celebrate my birthday sense a new baby in the home would put that off. That Friday night my parents took us out to cheesecake factory for dinner. Yummy. After we decided to go shopping for birthday gifts...aka a good excuse to do lots and lots of walking around.
Well that night I went to bed at 10:30 with absolutely no signs of labor...what a surprise.
Saturday morning I woke up around 12:30 am to go to the bathroom and thought I might be starting in on contractions. So I pulled out the handy timer and they were holding steady at 5 min apart. So I thought well lets just see. Around 1:30 am they were at 4 min apart. I thought progress but I dont want to get my hopes up. around 2:30 I was so miserable I decided to take a bath and see what happened during my bath they picked up to about 3 minutes apart and way painful...hard to even focus through. So at this point I got Kyle up. Around 3:30 we headed out for the hospital.
Around 4am I got admitted to triage for observation. at that point I was dilated to a 2.5 and fully effaced. Yea...progress!!! But Ill admit I wasnt hopeful. That hour in triage was miserable. The contractions where closer together, so painful with so much pressure I couldnt even think. It got the point I was nauseous and sick after each contraction. Well they checked me at 5 am and was dilated to a 3.5 so they decided to admit me.
Once admitted I was told I could have the epidural at any point if I wanted it...so of course I jumped on that chance :) But down side the Dr wasnt even at the hospital yet and there was one girl ahead of me inline. Ugg I was not happy. But finally after complete misery I was able to get an epidural at 6:40 am. Around 7 when the Dr was done and they helped me lay back down my water broke. So the nurse decided to check me again. To everyone's surprise I was completely dilated and at a plus 1 and her head was there and ready. OK so I pretty much labored with no epidural, ask me next time if I am willing to do it again...I may or may not. The nurse and my Dr decided to do a rest and descend for the next couple hours just to let my body do its thing while I rested and prepared for what could be hours of pushing. Well as luck would have it that was not the case. Around 9am I started pushing...pushed about twice with the nurse...then waited while Dr Cloward prepared. When she was ready I pushed 2 maybe 3 times and Little Miss Aislynn made her appearance. So hours of pushing was really only 20 minutes.
With how fast the labor went and the fact that I started with no progress my Dr decided she would not let my next pregnancy go over my due date and will likely induce me...she is afraid of how fast that one will go. As she put it she hoped to see me this weekend but really had no hope what so ever. She thought for sure I would have to be induced. Her summary...when I decide to go I go.
Welcome to the world Aislynn Beth Owens
Born November 9, 2013 at 9:28 AM
Weighed 6lbs 12ozs, 19.5 Inches long.
We love you so much little one.
