Kearsyn Lynn's Birth Story 10/10/2006

Tuesday, October 10, 2006...here's a short synopsis in pictures of how the day went...
8am --------------------------------- 9:30am ------------------------------ 3:36pm


I have to say, I was a little cranky this morning because I just knew I was going to go see the dr and he was going to tell me there was no change in things and send me home. With that in mind, I'd stuck some cross stitch mailing in the car figuring I could mail the items on the way back home. DH, on the other hand, insisted that we drop of the item he had to deliver before we left for the appt. Hmm, guess he knew something I didn't. We get to the drs office a little before 9 and you know it's bad when all the office staff looks at you with a quizzical look on their faces. Finally the receptionist asks if we had an appt for this morning and I explain that the dr has had me coming in early on Tuesdays (prior to when he normally sees patients in the morning) because of the contractions I'd been having. Turns out the dr was over at the hospital (which means you walk across the street from the office) for a c-section. First bad sign of the morning. They called over to see if he had started yet...turns out he hadn't...so they put me back in a room and he walked over and check me out. Before he actually checked my cervix, he was commenting on how busy things were over at the hospital. Second bad sign of the morning. I'm starting to get a little depressed at this point. He checks my cervix and finds that it's progressed a little...so I'm now at 4 instead of the 3 1/2 that I've been at for the last two weeks. We started talking about when to delivery this little one and he asked if he could get us in today would we want to go for it. Well of course we said yes. LOL So he goes out to make a call to labor & delivery trying to sell that I needed to be induced today. I don't think it took much more than him saying that it was my 7th child and I was 4 cm for the head nurse to agree. We then head across the street to get checked in with the promise from the dr that he would be there shortly to break my water which happened about 9:30. We were taking bets on how long it would be before she'd arrive...dr was hoping she wouldn't arrive between 1-1:30 as he was going to be tied up with another c-section. And then we waited...and waited...and waited and getting pretty bored. I was having contractions but nothing to really speak of so the nurse checks me and finds that I haven't progressed any so at 2pm we get the pitocin going to help things along a bit. Took maybe about 20 minutes to start feeling some more intense contractions but you couldn't really tell because they weren't registering on the monitor very well. The only way you could tell that I was having one, other than me saying so, was that the baby's heartrate was dropping some during them. I then moved to my right side (chose that side because that's were everyone was sitting...inlaws and hubby...so I could still talk to them) but after awhile that wasn't helping with her dropping heartrate so I had to switch to my left side. And at that point, I really didn't care if I was involved in whatever conversation they were having as the contractions were pretty intense at this point...but still weren't registering on the monitor. Very strange. Somewhere around 3:15 the nurse asks if I want any stadol to help with the pain although she does caution that if I'm too far along at that point that I won't be able to get anything because it would affect the baby's breathing taking it that close to delivery. Gets the okay from the dr for the drug, then checks my cervix and I'm at 9 1/2cm. Hmm, guess that's my third bad sign of the day...no drugs for me...and I remember thinking that this delivery is really going to hurt. The nurse pages the dr to come over and asks for another nurse to come into the room to help until the dr gets there. At this point my body decides to take over as this little one has decided that it's time to come out...dr or no dr. I can remember the nurse saying that the baby wouldn't be there yet as I still had a little bit farther to progress. Then she was asking me to breathe and not push...hmm, yeah, like that really works. So from the time they paged the dr at 3:35pm to the time he arrived 3:37pm, little Kearsyn was born at 3:36pm. Now we'd joked throughout this pregnancy of not needing a dr to delivery this one because we'd done it so many times but we weren't actually serious about it...at least I wasn't. LOL The nurse did a wonderful job of helping me with the delivery. And the dr was funny when he did arrive...trying to figure out how that had transpired so quickly. So things didn't go as I thought they would have for this delivery but everything worked out just right in the end with us giving birth to a beautiful baby girl weighing in at 7lbs 10oz and 18 1/2in long.