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Kirsten Everly's Birth Story pip

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Hello mamas!!!!!

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I'm finally getting around to rewriting Kirsten's birth story. I keep messing it up from trying to put in a photo, but will get it right this time!

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It at all started last Wednesday at my doctor appointment. I was barely 2 cen, 75% effaced and baby was very low. Things looked promising but she wasn't ready quite yet. We scheduled an NST for Saturday and left. We went to Chili's and I felt super crampy, mostly from the internal, and was just ready to go home and rest. I had an okay night, felt crampy and like I had a bad belly ache.

Next morning I was trying to keep busy and decided to put together her tub. I was carrying it upstairs when I felt a small gush. I went to the bathroom and saw brown discharge, it was watery but figured it was from my internal. I felt crampy afterwards, like a period, and tried to go about my day. I went to the grocery store and started to feel these intense back pains. I almost left my cart in the middle of the store and left, but I managed to finish and leave. I got a McDonalds frappe and merrily went home and put away the groceries.

I took a bath and waited for DH to come home, meanwhile I was still getting random strong back pains.Around 4 DH came home and we decided he needed to stay home in case anything happened. I was getting increasingly uncomfortable, but it was all in my back and hips, never in my belly. At 6 I made dinner and it was difficult, the pains were getting strong and it made it hard to stand. We started watching the Pens game and only a few mins in I went upstairs to lay down, the pains were getting worse. I couldn't lay down either, I would jump up with each one. I started to time them and they were 8 - 10 mins apart, but I was confused because it was all on my back, hips, and upper thighs. Suffered through watching the game upstairs, and decided to call the doctor after a strong shooting pain in my vag. I went to the bathroom and got light red discharge.I called the doctor and tried my best to describe what I was feeling. She said she didn't think they were contractions, and to lay on my side and if I could time them. I got off the phone and balled. WTF? These aren't contractions? Then what's wrong with me?? I was in so much pain and so tired, I just wanted to fall asleep.

DH decided to go to sleep, and I went downstairs to sit and time them. I would jump off the couch with every wave of pains and walk around the livingroom. It was awful. From 11pm - 2:30am I did this. At that point they were 5 mins apart and I couldn't deal with it anymore, I woke up DH and said its time to go.We took our time. DH showered and shoveled outside. We were getting a big storm and I was worried we wouldn't make it to the hospital. I finished packing but could barely even think with the pain.

At 4am we were on our way, slowly but on our way.We got to the hospital at 4:50am and went to triage. I got hooked up to the monitors and prayed so hard that they would keep us and that the pains were contractions. Everything was still only in my back and hips and hurt so badly. They seemed to slow down while lying there, so I worried that I was faking the whole thing. A doctor came in to check me and said that most of my water had broken, only a sack in front remained, and I was 4cen dilated, I was staying. I cried so hard because I was so happy. The nurse was a rock star and ordered my epi while we were down there, so when we made it to our room the doctor came in right away to do it. Honestly, it was sooooo easy! Hardest part was holding still during a contraction, but it was quick and felt great almost immediately. I layed on my side, switching every hour, and felt perfect.

Soon DH's parents arrived and I was so happy to have company. I was in good spirits and wanted to see people before things started. We figured it would be a long time anyway. The nurse even guessed 5pm. My doctor came around 9am and broke the rest of the water and said I was still 4 cen. Feeling the warm water on my legs was so weird since my legs were fairly numb hahaSoon after my parents came and I was finally happy and ready to have the baby. With the weather and their 2 hour drive I was so worried. But they made it and stayed in the room and we all joked and had a really good time.

I was put on pitocin in the meantime to speed things along a bit. I didn't mind at all since I already had my epi for a while. I figured, if we could get things going and I was feeling good, why not!

At noon the doctor came to check me and said "ok so I'll be back in an hour. don't hit your epi button, we want you to be a good pusher. get some rest." I was like "oh i can't hit the button? but what if i start to get some pains? we aren't even close to pushing." and she just smiled and leaned in close and said, "hun, you're 9 cen! you'll be pushing very soon." We were floored! I was there! We told our parents and they were so shocked! Probably only 30 mins or so later I was starting to feel pressure in my crotch and butt, like I was holding in a good poop. I told the nurse and she asked if it was bad, and I said I could wait.

10 mins or so later I was like, "I can't wait!!" it felt like I had the biggest poop ever and it needed to come out. It didn't hurt, just uncomfortable. She paged the doctor and she came about 15 mins later. Everyone but DH, the doctor and the nurse left. The doctor sat at the end of my bed, and the nurse and DH held my legs. They calmly explained what would go on, and we felt really comfortable. They started to time my contractions and it was time to breath and push. I tried so hard, but it is so surreal to fully understand pushing when you never did it before, and you can't "feel" what you are pushing. I was doing okay, but honestly felt like it was hard to get a good breath in and push well. I was put on oxygen and tried some more. I could feel her moving down and felt this strange vibrating in my crotch. Pushing began to get frustrating because I could tell I wasn't doing what I was supposed to. And it got harder to breath.

The doctor asked for an internal monitor, and they checked my temp a few times. She had this look on her face and the monitor was going crazy. I pushed through two more contractions and the doctor said "erika you have a severely high fever and baby's heart rate is 200 and not coming down. We can't do this anymore, you both are getting really sick." I started to cry and asked what we would do, and she said we would do a c-section. I balled. I was so disappointed in myself and mad that I couldn't just do it. I nodded my head and she went to get things under way. Within seconds people filled the room and I was on my side crying s hard and could barely breath.

They wheeled me out and the nurses and doctors with me were trying to crack jokes and it did help.We got into the room and I started to calm down. They lifted me on the table and that's where I met the best nurse ever. Her voice was amazingly calming and relaxing. She guided me through the whole thing and really got me to settle down. I was strapped down and soon felt nothing from just under my chest and down. I then heard the doctor say, "incision" and freaked out because DH wasn't in the room yet. The nurse noticed and went to go get him, and he was at my side within a few mins. The whole time she would peek over and tell us what was going on, and I tried hard to focus on not freaking out. I could feel everything, every tug and pull. And I kept wanting to say "ouch" but it never hurt, but I expected it to? it was weird.

When it was time for baby to be pulled out they said I would feel lots of pressure, and boy did I! It felt like a person was stomping on my chest. I literally thought my ribs were about to be broken in half. The nurse peeked over and said "I see hair!!!" and we were so shocked! We didn't expect hair! She then said, "here she comes! she looks so cute! oh she's perfect!" It was amazing to hear all of this. Then the best sound ever, she cried! We immediately started crying and DH was amazing as he yelled "She's here babe! That's her!" We then saw her face over the curtain and we laughed out loud at her face, it was all crunched up and she looked soooo mad haha it was so funnyI then started to feel sick, like I had to throw up. So it was hard to focus on her and getting stitched up and being sick. So I focused on closing my eyes and working through this nauseous feeling. I turned my head and told the nurse I needed to puke, and I did. I then felt so much better.

They then brought baby over, and DH held her and we got photos. It was so amazing, a nurse asked for our camera and took it to get pics of her getting weighed and her feet stamped. I was so happy they did that for us. DH left and I was left to get stitched up. I felt better so I was joking and laughing with the doctors and nurses. They moved me to a bed and gave me the baby and wheeled me back to our room. As I was wheeled through the hallway people were peeking out of their rooms and nurses and doctors were in the hallway and they cheered and patted my shoulder as we passed. It felt so great. I was so scared and overwhelmed when we heard I needed a c-section, and this made me feel a lot better about it all.

In the room our parents came in and everyone just exploded with love for her.After 20 mins they wanted me to feed her, so our family was about to leave, but as they moved me to a sitting position I immediately felt like passing out. They took my blood pressure and it was 60/40. So they laid me down and gave me medicine. My blood pressure didn't go up to a normal level for another hour or so. In the meantime I did feel better and a nurse came to help me breastfeed. It was a lot to take in, and I got a little frustrated, but I kept trying. (I have been trying a bit each day, but she seems to really love the bottle. she drinks them down like a champ! She downs the little bottles they have in the hospital. We have to stop her a few times to burp her or else she chugs it then spits it up later.I'm not too worried about the breastfeeding. In the end, its what's best for baby. If she takes the bottle well and prefers it, then I feel bad stopping her.

Its so funny, I have spent months reading everything and anything about babies. In the hospital they gave us tons of information to read. And its all a bit overwhelming. From bathing instructions to feeding to sleeping... its a lot. We decided to just go with what we feel comfortable doing and what the baby seems to enjoy. Obviously there are some rules you have to follow, but there are a lot of things that just need to be done trial and error. I'm home now.

The hospital was amazing and the nurses that took care of me were great. I was a tad sad to go, everyone was really sweet and came to the nurses station to say goodbye. Three out of the 5 OBs in my practice were there too and saw us off, it was really nice. Being home is surreal. You get so pumped about finally going home, and then you walk in the door and think "ok now what?" no more nurses checking on me, helping me with baby, or the nice hospital bed! I will miss a bed that goes up and down haha!

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Now I know no one asked but here is the list of things I actually used. This is all based off of staying there an extra day too. So for those still packing their bags.....

2 pairs of sweatpants/pj pants

2 tank tops (I sweat the whole time, even when people said it was cold)

1 sweatshirt

slippers

laptop, camera and all chargers

hair ties

bathroom items such as shampoo, shower gel, toothbrush (but these are all common sense)

extra blanket and pillow, their pillows were flat and didn't provide a lot of support and the blanket was nice the whole time haha i used it even in L&Dboppy

for baby.... i was allowed to put clothes on her. i really only put tshirts on her, and once a sleeper. it was nice for when visitors came. i didn't put on a full outfit of pants shirt and jacket. also, a warm soft swaddling blanket. the nurses even used it and she seemed to really like it. plus the room was a little drafty. wet wipes, ours only had dry and didn't get that first black poop off her butt! and NB sized diapers, they provide diapers but they were size one and really big on her.

Also, don't be afraid to send baby to the nursery if you need some rest. You will be very tired. The first night we were up every 2 hours anyway because nurses had to check me, but the 2nd night we slept really well! The third night I was by myself but kept her anyway, and she was up a lot, but I enjoyed having her near me. But for at least a night, or a good amount of time during the day, let them take baby so you can sleep!!

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