Savannah Mae- My Birth Story

She's here! Savannah Mae was born on January 16th. She's already two weeks old and I can't even believe it. She's absolutely perfect.  I never knew that I could love someone so much as I do her. My life has been flipped completely upside down, but its totally worth it.  The act of birth was not too difficult and I actually understand why people have more than one child now.  Even though everything was very painful as I was going through it,  it's turning into a distant memory every day.

In case you were interested, here is Savannah's birth story.

Tuesday night on January 14th I was admitted to the hospital for an induction.  I arrived at 8pm and they put me on the monitors after completing paperwork.  At about 11pm, they gave me a cervical treatment to help me dilate which takes 12 hours to work.  I was told that this was the most advanced item that they had it it had two balloons that go on either side of my cervix and cause it to dilate. Well at least it should have... after 12 hours nothing happened.  Luckily, the midwife on site for Wednesday into Thursday was the midwife that I absolutely loved.  She decided that we would do a different treatment and that it had proven success with first time moms.. The only hard part is that we're talking another 12 hours before any sort of pitocin would be given.   Thankfully at the end of the 12 hours at roughly 11:45 pm,  I was checked and finally I went from 1cm to roughly 4.5cm. This enabled me to take on the next phase of the pitocin.

My contractions once given the Pitocin when through the roof.  I basically labored without pain meds until about 6 cm then I was given an epidural.  The worst part was that I could have had it earlier since I hadn't slept really in roughly 24 hours.  My night nurse told me that I was going to have to deal with my pain because they didn't have any available rooms to give me the epidural in.  Tony went out in the hallway after I was in tears pretty bad and got a different nurse who ended up being the charge nurse, and she told me that info I was given was false and that I could get an epidural in any of the rooms and in the hallway if they had to! Needless to say after that I'm pretty sure my night nurse was spoken too because she was even snottier then she was before.

After the 4 attempts to get my epidural in, it was finally in successfully.  I nicked a blood vessel and I started bleeding out my back (still sore today), but it stopped bleeding and I didn't have anymore contraction pain.  In about an hour I had the urge to push, but my rude night nurse told me I couldn't push and wouldn't check me until she finished inputting whatever crap she was putting into the computer while scolding me that I need to rest. I didn't need to rest, I needed to push my child out of my body.  About 30 minutes later she walks back in and see my body essentially pushing for me and starts saying, "that's involuntary pushing and I need to check you". I wanted to scream no shit lady, I have been telling you this for a while now! Pardon my language, but that's how I felt at the moment,. So she checks me and says I'm at 10cm and she needs to go get some supplies. I'm like what?!?!  She leaves the room and in about 10 minutes my morning nurse come in and tries to start some small talk and I'm  like "this baby is coming you need to check me" so she checks me ans says I need to hit the call button immediately and she essentially pages 911 for the midwife and nursery  team.  Finally I was allowed to push and in 4 contractions she was out! My precious little baby girl, to which the whole floor was eagerly awaiting what she was going to be since she was a mystery baby.

It's incredible that after all that, as soon as she's out, the pain is gone and all of the other stuff didn't matter.  She was precious and perfect and she was here.  Now its been 4 weeks to the day since her arrival and we're still figuring it all out.   So with that said, here's where the real story of the rest of our life begins.