Well he’s been here for a week now, but I’ve been a little slow to update.
Surro bub made his entrance on 2/2/23 about 4:50am. He was the biggest baby I’ve delivered weighing in at 8lbs 9oz and 21.5 inches long. He came out pink, chunky, and crying. Perfectly happy and healthy. Both dads were there along with my husband. It only took about 10min of pushing (yay!).
I wasn’t very good this time about tracking when things happened, but I’ll try to recap as best I can remember.
Our last OB appointment was 1/30, 2 days before induction day. During that NST my blood pressure was a little high. Monday mornings are a bit on the hectic side so I wasn’t too surprised. They took it several times and by the end of the appointment it was better. Baby passed that NST with no problem. I had the OB check me and sweep my membranes to see if we could get anything started. I was barely 2cm and my cervix was still very high and thick. This baby, just like his sister, had no intentions of dropping any time soon. With that information at least I knew going in that the induction was going to take awhile. This made a huge difference for me as opposed to last time when I didn’t realize how long it would take to get labor started. I was able to go into this induction with realistic expectations.
That day was my last day of work so the next day (Tues. 1/31) I spent at home. I did the Miles Circuit (which didn’t do anything for me. In fairness I think you have to do it multiple times, but it takes 90min and who has that amount of free time??) I did laundry and cleaned the fridge. I finally packed my hospital bag. I had a strong feeling we would make it to induction day so I never bothered to pack it early. My parents came down that afternoon to stay for a few days to watch the kids. I slept surprisingly well that night which was nice since I knew the next day would be a long one.
The next morning (Wed. 2/1) my husband and I were up early and on the way to the hospital. He dropped me off then headed back home. I had to wait a bit to be checked in, but finally got in a room about 7:45. Around 8am the nurse came in and started doing her intake stuff, starting an IV, taking vitals, asking a bunch of questions.
8:45am: Nurse checked me, about 2-3cm, still super high and thick. She was sure we would start with oral misoprostol to help soften the cervix before starting pitocin. My OB was in with a c-section so we had to wait for her to be done before she could okay the meds.
9:00am: I settled in and ordered some breakfast.
9:45am: the OB okayed the meds and I took my first dose of oral misoprostol and waited. After a dose of this med they wait 4 hours then check the cervix again and decide between another dose of miso or starting the pitocin.
I spent the next 4 hours with very sporadic, light contractions. I walked a bit, bounced on a yoga ball, watched TV & Hulu, and colored. I was in a much better mental headspace this time since I went into it knowing this particular protocol better and was prepared for the amount of time it would take. I kept my husband and baby’s dads updated, but there wasn’t really anything to update with for several hours at a time.
2:00pm: got checked again, still 2-3cm, a little softer, but not much. Another dose of miso and another 4 hours to kill
3:45pm: Contractions started picking up a little bit. About 6-10min apart, stronger, but not bad
4:15pm: Baby’s dads come by to hang out for a bit. Still not much going laborwise
5:30pm: Still just sporadic contractions, but they’re feeling stronger
6:20pm: checked again, just barley 3cm. Pitocin started. Plan is to let that go for a bit, then get an epidural and try to break my water
7:30pm: Contractions are stronger about a 6-7/10. Started to prepare for epidural.
8:15pm: Epidural placed. The anesthesiologist was amazing and did a great job (unlike the one I had last time).
8:30pm: Still 3cm and high.
11:15pm: checked again, 4cm and still high, but she was able to break my water. I told my husband to stay home and get some sleep. There wasn’t much of a reason for him to be there for hours and it would have meant that one of the dads would have to leave until it was time to deliver because of COVID rules (we could have 2 people in the room until delivery, then everyone could be there) I told my husband I would text/call when he should come in. After this I dozed off here and there as did the dads. They crunched up on the little couch and the nurse brought them a couple pillows and blankets.
From here until delivery I don’t have a great log of what happened because I stopped updating people. I slept off and on with a peanut ball between my legs to try and give baby space to move down. There was a lot of flipping from side to side to either help with baby’s heart rate or to help the epidural work better. After awhile I was feeling more water come out with each contraction, but since I had already had the nurse but a towel down I didn’t think much of it. Eventually I let her know we were probably going to need to change the towel and when she checked it was pretty bloody, not alarmingly so, but enough for her to mumble something about how there must be a lot of cervical change going on.
Basically during this time we were just waiting for me to start feeling pressure and pushing urges. I was having a lot of pressure and could feel baby’s head low, but it was only during the contractions so we kept giving it more time.
4:10am: nurse decided to check me since I was having a lot of pressure even if it wasn’t all the time. Surprise! I was complete and baby was really low. I texted my husband to wake up and hurry up. Luckily we don’t live too far from the hospital. The nurse wasn’t at all sure that we would be able to wait until he got there, but we were going to try. She decided to forgo the practice pushing because he was low and she didn’t think it would take too much to get him out. She gave my OB the heads up to start heading in our direction.
4:35am: Husband made it (he would have been much faster, but he had to go through the ED and wait for someone to escort him to our room). OB got there and we started pushing about 4:40ish. I didn’t feel like I was making any progress at all through maybe 2-3 contractions and then there he was! I think I heard my doctor say that he was all tangled up in the cord, but he was nice and pink and started crying right away.
He laid on me for a minute while they cleaned him up and waited a minute for delayed cord clamping. Then one of his dads cut the cord and he went over to them for skin to skin time.
Then the super fun part of getting the placenta out started. It wasn’t bad, but they always massage your belly hard which doesn’t feel great. In this case it didn’t want to come out very easily and she had to manually detach it from my uterine wall, but this is why I talked to the nurse ahead of time and made sure we’d leave the epidural going a little longer than normal just in case so while it wasn’t pleasant, it wasn’t awful either. After having some hemorrhaging the last two times I was anticipating it happening again, but lo and behold it didn’t! My uterus did what it was supposed to so we didn’t need to deal with that this time yay!
Dads and baby hung out for a bit getting his vitals, vaccines, and getting him to eat a bit. I held him for a little bit and dang is he adorable! He was also a talker which was cute. Once the nurse swaddled him up in a blanket though he was out like a light.
My husband stayed for a bit until I told him to go home and get some more sleep. I ordered breakfast a bit later and took a nap. I was able to go home that afternoon and sleeping in my own bed felt amazing.
Recovery had been going great. I’m pumping a few times a day and will do that for a week or so more. I’ve been taking it easy and catching up on some rest since the end of this pregnancy drained me a bit. I’m now officially retired from growing and delivering babies. After 10 years and 5 babies it’s a bittersweet ending to this chapter of life, but I think my family is all looking forward to a starting a new one. I’m getting some of my brain power back and planning projects for the future. I’m so lucky to have been able to complete 3 different families in the last 10 years. I’m also lucky to have had an amazing OB and incredible nurses for deliveries. L&D nurses are truly the absolute best (at least the ones I’ve had).
So there it is, the ending to this story. It feels weird signing off and not knowing if/when I’ll be back. I have a feeling that in the hecticness that is life these days I will probably mostly forget about this blog, but I hope I remember to come back and read it from time to time, maybe pop in with an update on how my belly buddies are doing. We’ll see what the future holds. Thank you for following along over the last several years ❤