After lunch my mom and I got ourselves a pedicure. The women doing mine rubbed a pressure point in my foot for a very long time, saying that it helps to induce labor and that I should have my baby in the next day or so.
That night Maran came over for a little girl talk. I was increasingly feeling cramping, but overall fine.
I woke up the next morning not feeling like myself. Just in case we needed to head to the hospital, Bryan worked from home that day while I took it easy.
That afternoon my parents came over to our house. My dad took Cali to her yearly vet check-up. Bryan and I headed to my ob. She told us that I was 1-2 centimeters dilated and 90% efaced. My ob told us that his head was very low... to go home, grab our bags and head to the hospital.
Once at the hospital we were sent to triage -- I was checked in at 5:15pm, put on my hospital gown, got hooked up to monitors and was checked by the on-call ob from my practice. At 8:30pm they had me walk the halls for an hour. By 8:50pm my back labor pain was so strong that I felt like I was dying. After being monitored for 5 hours in triage, we were sent home. I felt defeated. I was in excrutiating pain, but wasn't progressing. The ob wanted me to labor at home and come back when my contractions were even more intense and more close together.
We got home at 10:45pm Tuesday night. It took everything in me just to crawl into our downstairs guest bedroom bed and fall asleep. I didn't change clothes or wash my face... I brushed my teeth and attempted to get some sleep through all of my pain. Every hour I would wake up to an extremely painful contraction, I'd moan and groan and then it'd pass. I had several contractions in between, but for some reason once/hour I had a horribly painful one. Bryan slept on the family room couch and was right there if I needed him.
I woke up at around 5:00am and decided that I couldn't go back to sleep. I threw up quite a bit. We sat on the couch Bryan helped me get through my contractions until he finally said that we had to go to the hospital. He didn't want me to wait any longer. Bry helped me into the car and off we went.
We were leaving home just the 2 of us, knowing that the next time we came home, we'd be a family of 3!
We got back to the hospital at 6:45am. As we pulled into the parking garage, I threw up. Once in the Women's Center, the nurse who helped us in triage the night before was still on. She welcomed us back and checked me. I had progressed quite a bit and was officially admitted. June 26th would be the day our son was born...
I feel like so much happened from 6:45am until I had Trace at 4:34pm that same day, but mostly I was transferred to my labor and delivery room and spent the afternoon there. Thankfully my ob, Dr. Crosland, was on call, so I had her to deliver Trace. I had been throwing up all morning and after seeing the pain I was in she quickly ordered me an epidural at 10:00am... it's the most life changing drug in the history of drugs. I was so calm once I had the epidural. I wasn't in pain, but I could slightly feel my contractions, of which were terribly irregular. My parents and Bryan's parents had arrived and had come to see us in my room. I was 9cm dilated at 1:30pm, but my contractions were all over the place so Dr. Crosland decided to start me on petocin and an internal monitor (which is never a good sign) and told me I'd be pushing soon.
At 2:00pm Dr. Crosland told me that I would start pushing at 2:15pm. I pushed for 1 hour. It was one of the longest hours of my life. I tried so hard, but Trace just wasn't budging. She used the suction to no avail. After quite a while Dr. Crosland said that Trace was face up and that, based on his erratic heart rate, she thought the umbilical cord was around his neck. She told me that I "had 2 options, both of which you're not going to like - forceps or c-section." She quickly took the forceps option away from me, so before I knew it my room was swarmed with nurses and hospital staff. They were prepping for c-section.
Through my tears, I remember being wheeled out of my labor and delivery room, through the halls and into the operating room. Bryan was told to put on scrubs while they prepped me for surgery.
I. Was. Balling! I was terribly afraid. Afraid that something was wrong with my baby and afraid of this surgery. I hadn't planned on a c-section and never thought I'd need one. This was the first surgery I'd ever had. Bryan stayed strong for me -- he faked his strength so well, as I knew he was just as afraid as I was.
Before they cut me they put an instrument on my belly and asked if I could feel it. I should have been 100% numb, but I felt it. They increased the medication in my iv and before I knew it I was in surgery. I never stopped crying. I was sobbing uncontrollably. They couldn't get Trace out. He was stuck! Stuck in my pelvic bone. While my l&d nurse pushed my stomach Dr. Crosland pulled the baby. I then heard Dr. Crosland ask a nurse to get the resident ob asap... she needed his help. He quickly came in and before I knew it I had my l&d nurse pushing while Dr. Crosland and the resident ob pulling Trace out. They finally got him unwedged and pulled out.
Trace was born at 4:34pm on Wednesday, June 26th.
Immediately after birth they placed Trace on a ventilator. After 1 minute and 15 seconds he took his first spontaneous breath. This was the longest 1 min and 15 secs of Bryan's and my life! I remember laying on the table, looking up at the nurse who was by my head and asking her "Is he okay?" She said "they'll let us know when they can." I started to cry even harder. That was not the answer I had expected. Bryan and I were terrified! But then we heard that cry. That loud cry at 1 min and 15 secs. Trace was okay. Bryan and I looked at each other, both in tears. We had been so scared, but our baby was okay.
It turns out that Trace was face up, but did not have the cord around his neck. He weighed 6lbs 7ozs and was 21 inches long. I'm not sure how my tiny baby wedged himself in my pelvic bone so good -- he didn't want to come out vaginally or through a c-section. But he was here and we were thrilled!
I finally got to see him. I honestly don't even remember when. I think Bryan had him in his arms.
After they stitched and stapled me, they wheeled me into a recovery room where I stayed for about 1 hour. This is where you bond and/or breastfeed for the first time, and this is where I held Trace for the first time!
Once in my recovery room, the room I'd be in for the next couple of days, our parents came in to say hello. This overwhelmed Bryan and I tremendously. We had just been put through hell and back and just wanted to relax... and here come our happy, overly excited parents... dying to meet their grandson. I freaked out. Bryan said he freaked out to, but I beat him to the punches. My room was full and I needed some people to leave. My mom was so worried about Trace and I, so my mom and dad stayed with us for a bit longer.
The next couple of days were spent getting to know Trace, having visitors and learning about our new role as parents. Trace slept in room with us, which was fantastic!
And what did I do the second I got home? I dove into a big hunk of salami, of which I had been craving for 40 long weeks :)
And this is where I would normally say "the end," but we all know that this is just the beginning...
Wow, that's quite the birth story! Glad everything worked out, and he's here safe and gorgeous :) Love the champagne pics!ReplyDelete
Love the champagne! Good friend ;) Such a powerful story! It's amazing to know how each birth story is so different from the next. You did amazing!ReplyDelete
Oh man! What a story! So glad that Trace got here safely! :) And I LOVE that you went home and ate salami instantly!ReplyDelete
Annnd I'm crying! SO happy that Trace is OK and finally got his little stinker butt out! Kenley was face up as well which caused awful back labor! Did you have that too? Congrats again beautiful friend. :)ReplyDelete
Oh my goodness girl...you went through so much to get that little man into the world. So happy that he was welcomed into this world with amazing doctors and all is ok :)ReplyDelete
I bet that salami has never tasted so good in your life ;)
I had a very similar delivery with my youngest son, after 2 flawless vaginal deliveries. Amazing how things can vary from one pregnancy to the next!ReplyDelete
I got so teary reading this ... thanks for sharing! Trace is such a gorgeous baby and although his journey into this world wasn't the easiest, you did a GREAT job!ReplyDelete
I love reading birth stories -- so inspiring what mommas go thru. You look absolutely beautiful and glowing. congrats again to you and your new family! : )ReplyDelete
WOW, I'm so glad they were able to get him out safely and that you are okay as well!! What a cool birth story though, thanks for sharing.ReplyDelete
Oh my goodness, how scary!? I'm glad everything turned out ok though - phew. I'd be a hysterical mess!ReplyDelete
Congrats on your beautiful baby boy!!! That is one crazy birth story, so glad that you and Trace are doing great!ReplyDelete
love this! I'm so happy that everything turned out okay - even though it was different than you had planned! You look great and Trace is the cutest little thing! :) enjoy all your cold deli meats!!!ReplyDelete
What a beautiful, beautiful birth story!! Every single time I read one, I bawl MY eyes out. I can only imagine the anxiousness of waiting to go BACK to the hospital and waiting for Trace to take his first breathe...oh my, momma!! What a scare, but he is perfect after all!! Wow...can you believe you went through all that? Read this again in a few months and I promise you will still be crying!!! Congrats AGAIN!!!! xoxoxoReplyDelete
Well he came into the world with a bang, that's for sure! My momma had to do a c-section with me and my brother. I am so happy that Trace is healthy and well and y'all are home together! I am so excited to watch him grow!ReplyDelete
Awe man this was a reeling birth story I would be so scared as you were. I'm so glad everything went okay and that he just didn't want to come out yet. He's adorable and I love that you went home and had cheese and salami. Love it.. Hilarious... Congrats again!ReplyDelete
what a crazy birth experience! Trace is absolutely beautiful and I am excited for y'all.ReplyDelete
PS - for someone who was crying hysterically through labor, you sure looked awesome! :)
What a beautiful baby boy!! :)ReplyDelete
I am hoping to go into labor soon, *due in 4 days!!* and I could not imagine what you have gone though.
Just the words C-Section absolutely terrify me to no existent!
wow!! I took a big breath once you said he took his first breath. Quite the way to enter in the world. Glad he is ok and healthy!!ReplyDelete
He's a blogger's baby for sure. Look at him with his fist up against his face posing already :)
Congratulations he's beautiful!!
Gosh girl! So sorry you had to experience that!ReplyDelete
As you know we had a similar experience after Shelby was born with her stopping breathing and turning blue.
We too, felt as if we were going to die.
Brad's parents came in the room, not knowing what had happened and Shelby was in ICU and they thought she had died.
A crazy way to start for sure. So glad everyone is healthy and happy!!!
BTW - after that experience aren't you like -- what are these people doing having babies in their house!!??ReplyDelete
Maybe it was just us - but we thought.. hell to the NO!
This story made me tear up. I'm so glad Trace is ok and everything is fine. I hope I look 1/2 as good as you when I'm prego/have a baby! Thank you for sharing his story!ReplyDelete
Oh my.. that had to be scary! I am glad that it all worked out well.. It seems that delivery is something you truly cannot plan for. I am glad that you all are home safe and healthy now!ReplyDelete
Also, I love Trace's precious blankets! They are so great!
Congrats again on baby Trace! He's adorable! What a crazy birth story!ReplyDelete
Oh my goodness! So scary. This really opens my eyes to plan on nothing and expect everything!!ReplyDelete
WOW...what a birth story. How scary!! I'm so glad to hear ya'll are ok after all that. God was definitely watching over you and baby Trace.ReplyDelete
How exciting was it to hear that first cry?! I remember hearing Brayden and Bailey's...it was one of the best sounds ever.
You look great!! Keep up the good work mama!! ;)
I am sitting here crying after reading your story! I am so sorry that you had to experience that frightful minute, girl! I would love to meet that sweet boy.ReplyDelete
Oh my! How scary but I'm so glad everything turned out okay in the end! All that matters is that you and Trace are happy and healthy now :)ReplyDelete
Hey sweetheart, this is a wonderful birth story as exciting as it can be! You look gorgeous holding your new baby, so does the dad, what a happy father! Good luck to all of you and enjoy your time with the newborn. I'm sure it's gonna be an incredibly exciting time with Trace! Best wishes for the future, xoxoReplyDelete
I was just thinking yesterday how terrible of a friend I was b/c i was so excited to meet your baby and hear how he was doing that I never asked how you were after all the chaos. I didn't even know you had to have a c-section until I read it in one of the group messages. I need to get better at asking how the mommy's are after they have babies.ReplyDelete
but you made it, trace made, bryan made it. you're all okay and have survived thus far.
can't wait to meet that baby on sunday and see you and bryan as new parents.
crazy to think how our best laid plans can all of a sudden change when we least expect it, right??? just SO glad everything worked out and Trace is here...perfectly healthy and happy and i am loving all the pics my friend!!! such a BEAUTIFUL familyReplyDelete
oh sissy! i swear i almost burst into tears reading this. i can't even begin to imagine how you felt in those moments. so darn scary! but all that matters is that you, bryan and baby trace are a healthy family of three at home. he is just perfect, kate. i am so so so happy for you. motherhood looks good on you girlfran :-)ReplyDelete
Poor thing! This was my exact fear- laboring and then ending up with a c-section. Thankfully he is here and healthy and you all are doing well. I can't believe how tiny he was. PS- you look so great in the hospital!! I was a gigantic balloon from all the fluids they pumped into me.ReplyDelete
Wow... what a roller coaster! .... I love your story! I am definitely referring to it when I'm preggers!ReplyDelete
Congratulations and thanks for sharing Trace's birth story..he made quite the dramatic entrance!! I love your honesty about freaking out after getting to the recovery room. I imagine it was a totally overwhelming in every way yet ultimately an amazingly wonderful day for you and Bryan!ReplyDelete
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