Our Labor Day started off at 4:30am, when my water broke. I wasn't 100% sure (it wasn't like how it was in the movies!) so I called the doctor, who told us to walk around some and to come in when contractions got worse. After a 5am stroll around the block with Tim, my contractions went from every 15 minutes to 3 minutes and we headed to the hospital.
Got a 'whiff' of pitocin to speed things up, and around 6pm we were ready to push. I thought, yay I'll get to meet my son in a little while! Little did I know that after 2.5 hours of pushing, the stubborn little guy was not coming out. The doc said that there just wasn't enough room and assured me that I was doing a good job pushing (I was getting discouraged!). But since I was running a fever and baby's heartrate was going up, a caesarean was looking probable. She gave me the option of pushing for 30 minutes just to see. Although I was the most exhausted I've ever been in my life, I really did not want surgery so I tried more pushing. 20 minutes into it, we decided to go for the surgery since there was no improvement.
About 30 minutes later...
(Tim got some really cool pics of the actual surgery, but probably not appropriate for this blog :)
Even though we had some unexpected outcomes, we are so thankful that God protected us through the delivery and baby and mom are healthy and happy.
2 comments:
Janice - you are a TROOPER! Way to birth ur little butterball. Over 8 lbs! Perchance Dillan will be a "healthy" little boy like Ethan. Then we can point to the Mah genes. :P
Amen to healthy and happy - ultimate outcome that's most important. I've never waited (besides my own) so anxiously for a baby before!! But I knew the Lord was watching and protecting your family every step of the way.
Again, so happy for you guys. Would like to stop by for a visit soon!!! I miss Dillan already. oh, and you guys too. ;)
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