I went in for my 38 week check up on July 26, 2012 and my midwife LTC Kim Garcia said we could have a baby that day. My late Grandma's birthday was this day. It was a special day. She passed a couple weeks before Luci was born.
We went walking that evening. I was done being on bed rest after 37 weeks. I couldn't stand being on bed rest anymore.
I started strong contractions around midnight the same night and walked through them in our bedroom. Jason woke up and said we better go to the hospital even though I was waiting for the contractions to be 4-5 minutes apart for an hour. The nurse told me to wait till then. I called her around 2:00am because she checked me at 11:30pm the night before since I had been having light contractions the entire day. I think she said to wait another hour or come in after an hour till the contractions were at 3-4 minutes apart. I told her I was positive for strep b, and I had paged my midwife, but it didn't seem to make a difference.
We finally got up and ready to go around 3:30am. I couldn't handle the pain and laboring at home anymore. I wanted the narcotic drugs. I still didn't want the epidural even though it hurt, but most of all everything was just really painfully uncomfortable. It was really hard to get into the car. It hurt so much to move and sit. I could barely sit in the seat during the drive.
I never thought I would ever be a screamer during labor. I thought wrong. I was screaming during those contractions. Everything was natural. Nothing to cut back the pain, nothing to numb me out at all, nothing to prevent me from feeling everything. Jason stayed by me the entire time, he breathed with me and followed the nurses cues for helping me get through it as well. He was amazing. My nurse was amazing too. I honestly would not have gotten through some of those last centimeters without both of them there. Every few seconds or maybe it was minutes I would lose my focus and start crying and freaking out from the pain. Then the nurse would yell/talk to me and tell me I have to focus and breathe.
It was truly amazing to feel everything.
I felt my water break and it poured out as the nurse went into check my dilation. It scared me, it broke like a big thin bag of water would break and sounded like it too.
I felt Aiden's head pushing through my pelvic bones (felt like it was sticking out already) and feeling as though I couldn't sit down because I didn't want to crush his head under me. Then they made me sit up and rock (felt like I was crushing and rocking on his poor head). Maybe that's why he has one flat area on his very large round head now. That was really hard.
At one point after my nurse told me I had reached 8 or 9 centimeters, the pain was bad and I asked if it was too late for the epidural. She said I couldn't get it. Later on after Aiden was born she said it really wasn't too late but she knew I could get through it and I was already so close and moving very quickly.
At 10 centimeters everyone was getting ready and geared up and I was so tired already and delirious from the pain that I didn't really know what was going on. All of a sudden they told me to get ready to push. Then they made me wait for a few seconds and apparently we were waiting for the doctor the whole time to come and deliver the baby. He finally showed up and caught Aiden as he was flying out of me. Something to that effect.
So during the last stretch of labor, suddenly Jason's cell phone went off. It was his PT wake up alarm and all we heard was a really loud reveille horn going off. This was minutes before Aiden was born. I remember Jason trying to let go of my hand to find his phone in the bag behind him and turn it off, but I held it tighter and told him to leave it. I couldn't let go of him. I was about to fall apart. So if he let go I would've fallen apart on everyone. That was a pretty funny part of labor.
I felt the burning (ring of fire) as his head came through. The most amazing point was feeling his body slip out of me and so much of the weight I had been carrying just disappeared and left me empty. Yet they put this baby right on top of me all messy and naked still and didn't wrap him in a towel first. They put him on me and then put a towel over us. He was really blue or purple when he came out. I think I took a while to push him out.
Aiden was healthy. I didn't get all the antibiotics I needed to get before Aiden was born so we had to stay for two nights instead of just one night. He got really really bad baby acne within hours after he was born. The doctor said it was a reaction to the breastmilk. I never understood what that was, but he did grow out of it and heal from it about 2 weeks later. His red spots turned to whitehead like pimples, then to brown scabs and then little dots for scars. They all faded since then though.
He struggled with his weight for two weeks while I struggled to breastfeed him without supplementing. We finally had to start formula since he lost so much weight he went down to 6lbs. After pumping constantly, taking herbal supplements and syrups, I decided that I had stop trying. Aiden didn't care whether I have him "booby" or a bottle. I stopped trying to nurse first and just started giving him a bottle about a month later. Jason left for South Carolina and I was up North at his parents. I just couldn't handle the stress of him gone, living with other people, Luci being very jealous, and trying to produce more milk for my son. He was happy taking a bottle and I was ready to let go of being able to breastfeed.
Aiden is healthy and happy. He gained his birthweight back quickly and now he is so big he is in the 75th percentile for his weight.
He will be 6 months old in a few days and he weighs over 18 pounds. He prefers 3 solid meals a day plus formula. He is very strong and heavy. He doesn't feel weak or skinny. Luci can lay on top of him and he's fine. He can flip over from him tummy to back several times in a row and if you fall asleep next to him watch out because he likes to swing his arms around and he might sock you I'm the face. He's got an arm.
I've got to go to sleep. It's 3:40am EST. we are having a strong wind advisory in Michigan tonight. It's so strong the house is vibrating on and off. I wish I could fix this house a little.