On Wednesday March 16th, I went in for my 38 week appointment to see Dr. Nye. I had been feeling a little off all day but didn't know why until the nurse took my blood pressure and it was 142/92. Dr. Nye came in to check it when he started my appointment and found it to be 142/102. (This same things happened at 38 weeks with Macy.) Needless to say, he was a little worried and told me to go home, take it easy (as easy as you can with a two-year-old), get some labs drawn, and to come back the next day for a recheck of my blood pressure. Thinking that this might be it, Tim and I got a babysitter and went to a movie for a last little date night before our little girl came. It was so nice.
Thursday afternoon I went in for my recheck only to get to the clinic and have them call to say, that Dr. Nye was out of the office and wouldn't be back in for another 45 minutes. Well, we were already at the clinic so decided just to hang out with Tim and his assistant downstairs in the Dental section until they called to tell me that he was back from the hospital. Just as Dr. Nye's nurse called to tell me that he was back my parents showed up (they were staying the night with us before heading to Seattle for Taylor's robotic's competition). It was perfect timing. My parents headed off with Macy and I went up to see Dr. Nye. After a quick blood pressure check again to find out it was still in the 140s , we sat down to talk about our options. With the questions posed.... Do you want to be induced? My answer was YES! (Dr. Nye said later to Tim that I looked like I have won the lottery.) Little did I know he would then say, OK, while head on over to the hospital and they'll get you started. WOW! I didn't think it would actually happen that night. I mean, I was prepared physically (I had just gotten a pedicure the week before and gotten my hair down on Wednesday) and very ready to be done being pregnant, that's for sure.
I meet Tim in the hallway on his way to meet in Dr. Nye's office and told him the good news. He was a bit shocked to say the least but soon we were headed down to talk to the dental director about getting Tim the day off on Friday and trying to find someone to cover his patients for him. After getting that all squared away, we headed on over to the hospital(by this time it was almost 6 p.m.).
After getting settled into our room up on the labor and delivery floor Dr. Nye showed up about seven and started me on a medicine called cervidal (Tim called it a tape worm). He told us that the cervidal was to help soften my cervix and that they would go ahead and start the Pitocin at 6 a.m. the next morning but to be prepared just in case it didn't work and then they would send me home the next evening for bed rest. With the cervidal placed, Tim headed home to get some dinner (seeing as I couldn't eat anything until after the baby came, he was being nice) and to pick up some things. We ended up at the hospital without a camera or any other belonginngs (As much as I hoped to be induced when I went in, I wasn't prepared for it to happen quite so quickly).
When Tim got back, we settled down for the night and tried to get some sleep. Let's say, Tim got some sleep and I just laid there while the contractions got stronger and stronger. About 2 a.m., I called the nurse to see if I could get some pain medicine. I had been thinking about it for an hour but wasn't sure that I was really in labor and didn't want to get anything if I wasn't progressing along. The nurse checked me and said that I was between and 4 and a 5 and that my labor had really started. We woke up Tim and moved to the delivery room and they called the anesthesiologist on call to get me my Epidural. The nurse anesthestist couldn't get there fast enough though. That hour was the most painful hour of my life. Tim said he had never seen me in such pain before. Finally the epidural was placed and I got some relief. The cervidal had really done it's job though because when the nurse checked me again, I was at a seven and progressing quickly. (No wonder it hurt so much!) After my epidural, I managed to get some sleep (a whole hour and a half), before our wonderful nurse (Loraine) came in and told me at 5 that I was fully dilated. After an hour of laboring down, the nurse came back and we practiced pushing for a bit before she decided to call the doctor. It took Dr. Nye a little while to get to the hospital and about 8:15, I started pushing. At 8:51 a.m. our little angel was born.
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| I wish I had a picture before we got to the hospital but accidentally sent my camera home with my mom when she took Macy. But this is 38 weeks waiting at the hospital for the doctor to come start the medicine. |
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| More waiting patiently. |
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| Hmmmm... Is this really happening? |
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| Our little angel... Sydney Rae Schmidt |
