Around 8:00am I got Eden up and took her to school. I told Les not to go to far cuz I was thinking it was baby day. He decided to stay home just in case. I called my boss and told him I wasn't coming in for the last day of my rotation. I took advantage of this extra time to get things ready around the house. I did some cleaning and got bags packed and then just waited...
Around 12:00pm the contractions stopped dead in their tracks. One minute I was breathing through a contraction and the next they were gone. I thought maybe all my cleaning and nesting caused them to stopped and so I laid down to see if they would come back. Unfortunately, they didn't but I was able to catch up on some sleep I missed out on earlier. After my nap I told Les to go to work cuz baby wasn't coming.
At 3:00pm I picked Eden up from school and we headed to her school Christmas Program. I was really glad that the baby decided to stay in because I did NOT want to miss out on my little girl's first Christmas recital. She did so great. She knew ALL the words to every song. She stood up on stage and sang her heart out with all the actions and dance moves to go along with it.
After her recital Grandma and Papa Rose took Eden with them to the cabin to stay for a couple of days. Les and I headed home to get ready for the big debut. We were schedule for an induction on 12/12/12. I was suppose to call the hospital at 6:00am to see when I was scheduled to come in. That night as I was getting into bed to get as much sleep as possible, Les came and asked me if there was anything he needed to do before tomorrow. I told him to shower and pack a bag...he didn't listen and went to bed.
Around 1:00am I woke up suddenly in immense pain. My contractions were hard and fast. With each contraction I was doubled over in pain. I tried to breathe thru them for about an hour. At 2:00am and on the verge of tears, I hobbled downstairs to wake up Les. I told him it was "go time". He jumped out of bed and then looked at me and asked "Do I have time to take a shower?!" I was in the middle of a contraction and I wasn't all that pleased that he didn't do it BEFORE he went to bed. I said "If you hurry!" gritting my teeth as my contraction was getting harder.
We got to the hospital around 2:30am. Les pulled right up to the Women's Pavilion at St. Mark's Hospital and helped me to Labor and Delivery before parking the car. When we walked in the security guard just looked at me and said "Labor and Delivery is to the right." Apparently there was no mistaking that I was in labor (a.k.a PAIN) Les left me and my birthing ball with the receptionist at Labor and Delivery so he could go park the car. As I was checking in I found it funny that the sweet lady just wanted to chat. I wanted her to stop talking and take me to my room...pronto! Luckily I was pre-registered and so it was a pretty quick process. When the lady took my name she said "Wait...aren't you suppose to be calling me in 4 hours for your induction?!" I told her "Well, we decided we wanted to be early."
Once I got into my room and changed into my gown I sat on my birthing ball to try and work through the contractions while I waited for my nurse to come check me. When the nurse checked me she told me I was at a 5. I was actually disappointed I was only a 5. I was hoping I was an 8 so that it was almost be over cuz I was exhausted. Having labored the whole day before and now that my contractions were so hard I was just worn out and with each contraction it took all that I had to concentrate on relaxing. My nurse informed me that my doctor would be at 6:30am to break my water unless she needed to be here sooner. The thought of having to labor in this much pain for 3 more hours made me want to die.
Around 5:00am I looked at Les and told him "I can't do this. I need the epidural. I'm just too tired." Les just looked at me and said "Whatever you want babe. I'll go get the nurse!" As much as I wanted to do this naturally again, I just knew I wasn't going to make it. My contractions were so intense that each time I had one my whole body started to shake and I couldn't get myself to relax. I also noticed that once we arrived at the hospital my contractions started to slow down and the thought of having to get Pitocin to make my contractions harder and faster made me want to cry...THEN knowing that my doctor was going to break my water in an hour and a half and having to deal with the contractions after that put me over the edge. Epidural it was!
Oh the blessed epidural. What was I thinking going natural?! When I went natural with Eden my contractions weren't this intense. I had a pretty easy labor. I remember the contractions only being intense AFTER my water broke, but by that time I was ready to push so it wasn't too bad. My contractions this time were so strong that I couldn't imagine them getting worse so the epidural was a life savor. My nurse gave me some Fentyl to tide me over till the anaesthesiologist arrived. Literally one minute after I got the Fentyl I looked at Les and said "I feel awesome!" He just laughed. Shortly after the anaesthesiologist arrived and because the fentyl was still in effect I didn't feel the epidural at all. Can I just say that my epidural was awesome! I could still wiggle my toes and shift from side to side, I just couldn't feel my contractions. They also gave me some Pitocin to get my contractions going again. Now it was just a matter of time.
When my doctor came in she checked me and told me I was a 7. By this time my mom had arrived and we were all ready for baby to come. My doctor told me to try and get some sleep since I had be laboring for two days and I still needed energy for pushing. I took my doctors advice and went right to sleep. My mom woke up a few times and told me to rotate to my other side to try and get things moving along. My nurse told me that if I started to feel pressure to let her know.
Around 9:30am I told my mom that I was feeling some pressure, sure enough I was at a 10 and ready to push. My nurse went to get the doctor and my mom and Les ran to the car to get the camera. At 9:45am my doctor arrived and when she checked me she said "He's got a full head of hair!" I was thinking "Sweet, I'm going to get my brown haired baby..." As I was pushing, my doctor just laughed, she said "Your baby is so funny, labor does not seem to bother him. He's just in there kicking in between contractions. Usually being pushed down the birth canal stresses them out but your baby just seems to be having a great time!"
As the baby was coming out. The doctor and nurses were amazed when they saw a head full of blonde hair. My doctor just couldn't believe it. She said "How is it that your mom is Mexican and you have this dark complexion yet your baby has a full head of blonde hair?! I've never seen this before. It's crazy!" After about 4 rounds of contractions with 3 pushes per contraction, a slippery little baby was placed on my chest.
I don't know if anyone can describe the feeling you get when the doctor places your baby on your chest. First, I quickly looked him over to make sure everything was okay. Ten fingers and ten toes and a perfect little face. Instantly I was in love. He was perfect. This pregnancy brought so much worry as far as his health went and so when I saw his little face, I was instantly relieved to see that nothing was wrong with my little man. I was now a mother of two and it was weird to think that I am now responsible for two little souls. I couldn't be grateful that I have been given the opportunity to be a mom. It is what I was meant to do and the minute they placed this little baby in my arms it just fit..like he was always meant to be a part of our family and I couldn't imagine it without him.
Introducing:
Camden Robinson Rose
12/12/12
9:58am
7lbs 11oz 19 in
