So, it has been awhile since I have worked any on my blog. On June 9th, I went in for my 38 week check up and I was dilated to a 4 and could be stretched to a 5. My doctor sent me over to the hospital to be monitored for observation and see if I was in labor. When I got signed in and hooked up, I was indeed in labor and contracting regular. They checked me again and I was about the same so they decided to hook me up to some Pitocin to keep labor progressing. After a little while they decided they wanted to break my water soon so I got the Epidural and my family was made to stay in the waiting room of course.
Things got scary FAST!
With my first child the epidural made me throw up and my blood pressure dropped so I warned them ahead of time. They had medicine ready just in case. Not long after they gave me the epidural I started feeling nauseous and like I was going to pass out. My blood pressure was dropping fast. They gave me some Magnesium and it was not shooting it up so they gave more. My blood pressure dropped as low as 40/60 then started to return to normal. During that my baby girl’s heart rate shot up to 200 and the doctor became really concerned. She thought that my baby girl was going to have some sort of heart defect.
My perfectly healthy baby is suddenly in danger?
I asked if there was a chance she could be normal and the doctor did not seem very hopeful but thought it was strange that she would not have shown signs before of a heart defect. The doctor checked me and I was about an 8. She said we needed her out fast and if she did not come fast enough we would have to have a C-section. Of course everyone was scared but trying not to show it. All of the nurses in labor and delivery were in my room and there was a Nurse Practitioner ready for the baby to check her out. The babies heart rate was not coming down so I was told to start pushing.
Pushing seemed to last FOREVER.
I pushed for over an hour with all of the nurses and the doctor and my husband in the room. All of us trying not to show how scared we were. I was trying my best to stay strong for my child and I knew that being upset or crying was not going to help anything. At some point my daughter’s heart rate came back to normal range and so I was allowed to finish pushing her out instead of an emergency C-section.
She’s not crying.
She came out and they immediately took her to the baby bed to assess her. They got her to cry by popping her a few times harder each time. It was such a relief just to hear her breath.
I just want her heart to be healthy.
They check my baby out and everything sounds and looks normal. My husband finally can take a deep breath and go answer all of the questions that are in the weighting room. During this “routine epidural” my family had to stay out for a few hours at least because it became an emergency and no one had time to let them know exactly what was going on. Plus, it was better not to worry them and let them pray during the time.
Fast forward to the next morning:
My husband and I let the nurses take the baby out to do the hearing test and to get some rest during the night. The nurse came in the next morning and said that they were concerned with the baby’s swallowing and she had turned blue during her last feeding. They asked for the go ahead to do a chest X-ray and we agreed. When they came back, they found nothing wrong. My baby is perfectly healthy and has scared us to death twice in her first 24 hours of life.
Our youngest daughter is definitely more of a handful than her sister was at her age. Her sister’s labor and delivery was much less eventful and a routine induction. I believe that our youngest just wants to be the center of attention!