Labor & Delivery

Being that my last post was when I found out I was expecting, I think I need to write now.
We had Adam Elijah on June 23, 2008. He was 8lbs 14oz 21.5 in.(he was a BIG baby. Over a pound heavier than my second biggest was at 7.11!). The pregnancy went great. I didn’t even have gestational diabetes this time, which blew me away since I had it with my last one and was borderline with my second. The labor was a different story.
My doctor had to go to France for 2 weeks and didn’t get back till the day after my due date. I was not happy about having to see her partners. I really like her and wanted it to be with her. I also know that if she would have been there for this delivery it would have gone smoother.
Well, I went in on the 23rd for my appointment @9am with one of her partners and I had been having irregular contractions since the day before. I didn’t think anything of them since they were all too common throughout all of my pregnancies from about 5 months on. I had to do the pee in a cup thing as usual when I got there but this time I was shocked to see blood in the cup and when I wiped. Before I could even say something to the nurse she said "There’s a lot of blood in your urine." She let the doctor know and he promptly came in and checked me and said I was almost 5cm (I was 3 for 2 weeks in a row before that). They called next door to the hospital and let them know I was on my way.
I got there @10 & they hooked my up to the monitors and waited a while to get a good look at how my contractions were coming (they were not in any set pattern). Two hours later @ 12:30 the doctor I used with my first came in and she broke my water and told me that when I wanted the epidural to just ask.
Ten minutes later the nurse came in and was going to hook up the pitocin since she thought my contractions weren’t getting started. I was going to tell her I wanted to wait off on the pit because I knew they were coming and were getting stronger and more regular but then she realized I was having one again after just having one like 3 mins or lees before that one. So she said "okay we can wait and see if they keep picking up." I already had my husband there but I called my mom to let her know the contractions were getting faster and a lot stronger. She was going to be there for the birth and was on her way there from work.
An hour later she got there and I was trying to hold off from getting the epidural for as long as possible because I didn’t want it to interfere with me having a vaginal birth (my 1st was a C-section because they gave me the epidural to early). The contractions had gotten unbearable and very close together, like back to back with 30 seconds or lees between. I called to the nurse and told them I wanted it. They called the guy who does it and he was "on his way." An hour later, he still wasn't there and I was dieing! They had paged him 3 times already and I was at 9cm.
When the nurse checked me and I was at 9 she should have paged the doctor but she was so worried about me being in so much pain she wanted me to have the epidural. In truth if she would have just got the doc there and let me push him out I would have been fine. Well the doc for the epidural got there (@ 2:15) and they sat me up to do it and I told them (well maybe told isn’t the right word lol I kind of yelled at them) "he's coming out!!" The anesthesiologist said we could do the epidural with me lying on my side, so that how it was done (@225). They always send the family out of the room when they do it. So when they let my husband back in the room he got very angry at the anesthesiologist for cracking jokes about "only being here for moral support."
James and my mom were at the end of the bed while the nurses were setting things up for the birth (all the while I'm still laying there in a LOT of pain). James looked up at me and realized the baby was coming out! He was like "Hey! Uhmmm Uhmmm!" Pointing at me. The nurse yelled and said "Pull that table over here!" James slung it out of the lil room they keep all the stuff in to her. She told me to push then a second later to stop so she could clean his mouth and nose out. Then a tiny push again had him out! The nurse delivered him before the doctor could even make it in the room. By the time the doctor made it they already had him off of my belly to the warmer and were cleaning him the rest of the way and doing all the stuff they do. I told the doc when she got there she missed the party and she was like "I can see that." All she had to do was deliver the placenta. I was perfectly fine after he was out. He was born at 2:37pm. 2 hours and 5 mins after the water was broke. The epidural didn’t even have time to do anything. I was full able to move my legs and felt every inch of Adam come out. After he was out, I sat up and the nurse pulled it out, saying something along the lines of "a lot of good this did ya."
So well I guess it went well as far as no complications or anything like that.

Well, I have written enough for now. I need to go fix the zoo crew here some lunch before the decide to raid the fridge themselves(oh what a mess! I shudder at the thought!)!