Everything was pretty normal leading up to me starting to have contractions. I went to work on Monday, March 11 and planned on being back at work the next day. Around 3:30am on March 12th, I woke up from the pain of what felt like period cramps. I laid in bed about 30 minutes before I determined that these really were contractions so I got up to see if changing positions would help ease the pain. At this point the pain wasn't extreme, just uncomfortable. I went upstairs for a bit and after about an hour decided to take a shower. When nothing seemed to be working, I decided to time them to see how far apart they were. The contractions were 5-6 minutes apart and stayed that way for over an hour. Around 7 I heard Scott get up (luckily he didn't have to be at work until 9am) and I told him he might want to call into work and go ahead and take a shower that we were probably going to need to go to the hospital.
Finally around 8:30am, we headed to UAMS to Labor and Delivery Triage. We got situated in a room and hooked up to the monitors. A doctor came in to check me and she stated I was between a 1-2 dilated. We had a short discussion about this b/c my doctor had been telling me I was between a 2-3. She stated everyone is different, but no big deal. They monitored me for about an hour (during which my contractions slowed down) and then she checked me again. Since no change had occurred, they sent me home. They told me to go for a walk and maybe I would be back later that day. I was royally upset at being sent home again, but back home we went. There was no way I was going to work so Scott and I just hung out most of the day. I went for a walk, took a bath...nothing seemed to help. Finally around 3:30pm the contractions had gotten really bad so I called my OB and left her a message. She called me back around 5pm when she was on her way to the hospital (luckily she was going to be on call Tuesday night!!). Dr. L told me to come back up to triage and she would check me again, but from the sounds of it I was truly in labor. I told her that if she sent me home again with medicine we were going to have problems.
Around 6pm, we headed back to UAMS. Dr. L came in to check me around 6:30 and I had dilated to between 4-5. Then she said the magic words.."looks like you get to stay and we are going to have a baby! Do you want an epidural?" I was soo excited and not shamed to admit that I was like "epidural...yes..how soon can I get it?" We called our parents and texted our friends and shortly after we were moved to a real room. Before I knew it there were people everywhere. Two nurses trying to start my IV (it took 3 tries..apparently I have small veins), a doctor performing an ultrasound (she guessed Carter would be 7 1/2 lbs), and the anesthesiologist getting everything ready for the epidural. I have always been terrified of getting an epidural and the thought have having to sit really still while a needle is stuck in my back have never been a fun thought. He told me it could take anywhere from 20 minutes to an hour to get it in properly and that I had to sit really still even if I was having a contraction. My legs were already shaking so this was not going to be fun. I was pretty much in tears from the pain so I was willing to do whatever was necessary. Then he said words that were music to my ears..."I'm going to numb the spot with Lidocaine". I was instantly at ease. Let me say getting an epidural was super easy. I really didn't feel a thing and the quick relief it provided there after was wonderful. I had a couple of spots that didn't go numb from the epidural so they had me lay on one side for a while to let gravity help deaden the areas.
At 10pm, Dr. L checked me again and I was dilated to a 6. She came back at midnight and I had dilated to a 7 so she broke my water. The nurse projected I would make it to a 10 by about 6am so our friends who had come by the hospital went home to rest and Scott's parents came back to our house to sleep for a bit. My dad opted for napping in his truck and my mom dozed in the recliner in the room. I never really slept b/c nurses were constantly coming in to check something and the dang blood pressure cuff was going off every 15 minutes.
Finally around 5am, after being at between 9-10 for over an hour, Dr. L came back in and said "Are you about ready to push?" Awesome. I figured this baby would be here within the hour. Scott asked Dr. L what he limit on pushing time was and she said 2 hours. I started pushing at 5:15am and of course my contractions slowed down for a while. At about 6:45am, Dr. L ordered a nurse to get a bag of Pitocin to try to speed up my contractions. When I had been pushing for just over 2 hours, Scott asked Dr. L what happened to her 2 hour max? Dr. L told him we were soo close that there was no way we were having this baby and not going to have a csection at this point. After 2 hours and 40 minutes of pushing, Carter finally made his arrival at 7:55am on March 13th. He weight 7 lbs 10 oz and was 21 3/4 in long. He was perfect and Scott and I cried our hearts out. Everything we had worked soo hard for the last 3+ years was finally a reality. They laid a beautiful baby boy on my chest and I was instantly in love!!
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| Before 1st trip to hospital |
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| Last picture before we officially become parents |
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| 1st family photo |