My labor story

Ok, so hear is my labor story with Dylan as promised. I know its only 4 months late-lol! I want to write about it anyways, so I can look back and remember about it. It started on April 28th, I woke up on and off all throught the night before and early that morning with what felt like cramps in my stomach and sides. I just figured it was because I was laying on that particular side too long. So I would just roll over to my other side. I kept having to get up and go to the bathroom everyhour too, which was more often than I usualy went. Finally about 6:30 that morning, for the 20th time going to the bathroom, I figured out I was having contractions. I went in and told my mom, "Mom I think I'm having contractions." I told her I had been uncomfortable all night, and my stomach kept hurting. So I started timing them, and they were about every 5 min apart. So I called my dr's office at 8 that morning when they opened. I had an appointment for that day anyways, so they told me to come right in so Dr. Rister could check me out.
So my mom, Mason, and I got up and dressed and headed off to the dr's office. My appointment was at 11 that morning and we got there at 9. I had to wait awhile, they were really busy that morning. As we were sitting in the waiting room waiting, what do you think happens? My contractions stop-lol! It was so frustrating, I was just sooo ready to get that baby out-lol! We finally got called back and went into an examining room and waited for Dr. Rister. Dr. Rister came in and checked me out and i was still 3 cm dialated but more thinned out. He looked at me and said, "Well if your really in labor then you wont be pregnant tomorrow and if your not, then you still will be." Not exactly whati wantd to hear, but what could I do. We wanted to go shopping, but it was poring down rain, so we decided to just go home for awhile.
When we got back home, I started having contractions off and on through out the rest of the day. So finally at about 9 oclock that night, they started getting consistent again. I would have one about every 5-7 minuetes apart. So my mom decided I should go to the hospitol and get checked out. I was reluctant on going, because I was just sure theywre going to just send me back home and tell me your not realy in labor. But I grabbed my stuff and went anyways.
We pulled up at the Women and Childrens Center at Hillcrest Hospitol at about 10:30. Becky was there to meet us, I just love her! We went inside, I checked in got my bracelets and they sent me on back. They took me to a triage room and hooked me up to the monitors. We then began the long 5 hour wait-lol! My nurse would come in and check me about every 2 hours, still no progress. I was stuck at 3. I kept having contractions though about every 5-7 minuetes still. Finally at about 4 in the morning, I had progressed to a 4, hallelujah!! So they decided to go ahead and admitt me. Just after she finished checking to see how far I was dialated, the contractions kept coming and coming. They were every 2 minuetes then. All I could keep saying was' "Oh God, oh God!" lol! I had my mom call Josh. Luckily we caught right before he headed out the door for work that morning. I told him that I was in labor and was getting ready to move to a room. He said he was going to go talk to his squad leader to see if he could get off for the day so that he could at least talk to me on the phone. See josh was coming home on leave in 3 more days, the 1st of May. Well dylan decided he wasnt going to wait anymore, he was ready to come out.
About 30 minuetes later, Josh called me and said they told him he could go ahead and leave early. So he said he was going to look at tickets to see if he could get a flight out that day. He was able to find a flight out, but it was 500 some dollars. He asked me if I wanted him to do that. It was a hard decision. Here I am sitting there having contractions trying to make a "financial" decision about my husband coming. If he bought that ticket, it would leave us withno mney really after he paid the bills. I didnt feel like arguing with him at the moment. Of course I anted my husband to leave right then, but I knew we would be left with little money. So he decided he was going to go ahead and get it. After that I finally got moved to a labor room. At this point I was just wanting my epidural.
After they finally gave me an iv, the nurse said after my bag of fluids was empty, I could get the epidural then. That was the longest hour and 15 min. of my life!! The nurse finally came in and checked me again. She looked up at me and was like, "oh my gosh your almost an 8!" She ran out to get the anestesiologist. I was like finally, I was going to get some relief. Boy was I wrong! I was so far along, that it wastaking awhile for my epidural to kick in. They kept giving me extra pumps of the epidural and chaning my position of how I was laying. Still not working. I was begining to think it wasn't going to work. Then one ofmy nurses came in and gave me some demrol through my iv. All that did was make me very sleeeeeeepy. Well between the extra pumps of epidural and the demrol, I finally got some relief. I was good and numb then-lol!
They came in and checked me again around 6. I was dialated to almost a 9, so he went ahead and broke my water. They said they were going to go ahead and let my body progress a little more. Dr. Rister arrived a little after 7. He checked me and said I was ready to push. After pushing for about 30 minuetes, he finally was out! I couldnt believe how big he was! He was 9 lbs 15oz and 22 in long! He had a little breathing problems at first. He was breathing to fast, but after a few hours, he was just fine. Mason was very excited to meet his little brother. He was just so sweet and precious. Josh finally did get there the next day. There was some issues. His mom was supposed to get him at the airport, but somehow never found him. So he got a hold of he the next day andhe rodethe shuttle home.
This was deffinately an experience I will never forget. It was deffinately a much harder labor than with Mason. But its always worth it, when you get your bundle of joy.






P.S. Sorry I know this was a long one.