I am so blessed. The last few weeks have truly been one of the most special times of my life. We welcomed our baby girl into the world two weeks ago. My pregnancy was long and tiring and I was just as sick as I was with Jett's. I was definitely more prepared the second time around but the throwing up did get old, especially at the end :-) My belly measured small throughout the pregnancy and I had multiple ultrasounds just to make sure Charlotte was measuring ok. She always did until I went in for my last ultrasound on Dec. 3. I was 38.5 weeks and I could tell that the lady doing the ultrasound didn't like what she was seeing because she didn't say anything as she took the measurements. Charlotte's head was REALLY low (same as Jett) so it was hard to get a good measurement. She consulted with the Dr. and told us the Dr. would talk to us about it the next day at our appointment.
I really did not want to be induced this time around. I felt like it took a big toll on my body with Jett and I really wanted to experience the excitement of labor starting on its own. That night at 6:30 I got a call from a nurse saying that the results of the ultrasound showed that Charlotte had dropped from the 33rd to 6th percentile for growth and that my Dr. wanted to induce me the next morning at 5. WHAT?? Their concern was that she was not growing anymore and that she would be better off on the outside than on the inside. I knew that she was probably fine and the Dr. knew my history with Jett but she didn't want to take any chances. I was pretty disappointed that I was going to be induced but Todd and I both felt like it was better to be safe than sorry.
Dec 4-We scrambled that night to get everything in order for our big morning (I still hadn't packed my hospital bag). We didn't get much sleep and I was up by 3:50 am and in the shower when Todd got a call from the hospital telling us they were full and that they would let us know when they had room for us. Its kind of hard to just go back to sleep when you are waiting for a call to go have your baby! My Dr set up an appointment to see her in her office at 8:30 that morning to strip my membranes to see if that would get anything going naturally. OUCH. OUCH. OUCH. She said that it was the hardest "stripping of the membranes" she has ever had to do because baby's head was SO low. Even just checking my dilation was very painful (I was at a good 2 and 90% effaced). Then we went to McDonalds for breakfast because Todd said I deserved it after the pain I went through...lol. It was a really nice day so we went to the park and I did a nice long walk while Todd and Jett played but it was obvious that I wasn't going to go into labor on my own. We all took a nap and by that time it was almost 4 and I was feeling really discouraged and kind of mad that we hadn't heard from the hospital yet and just then I got a phone call that said "We are ready for you!"
It was already 6:00 pm by the time we dropped off Jett at a friend's house, checked in at the hospital, and I got my first dose of Pitocin. At around 8:30 my sister came and got Jett so he could spend the night at their house (my first night away from Jett ever). It was Meg's birthday that day and they dropped everything to come and take care of Jett. We are so grateful for such an awesome family. I got my epidural around 9 and then I found out that my Dr. wasn't going to break my water until she came in the next morning...and I realized what a LONG night I had in store for me.
The epidural made everything go numb which is great but it also made moving impossible. The nurse told me to get some sleep but I have a hard time sleeping anyways (I toss and turn a lot) and just laying there knowing I couldn't move my lower half of my body made me want to have a panic attack. Poor Todd, he can sleep anywhere but I was counting on him to distract me so it was a long night for him too. Every time the nurse came in to check on me I made her and Todd move me from one side to the other. I made very slow progress that night and was stuck at a 4-5 for hours. I was also STARVING since they wouldn't let me eat anything and that aggravated my morning sickness so I spent some time puking that night as well.
Dec 5-At 5 that morning I was 6.5 cm dilated and I felt like I was finally getting somewhere (slowly but surely). My nurse was awesome and I was starting to feel sad that she wouldn't be there for the birth since her shift ended at 7. At about 6 am I felt a Pop! down there and knew that my water had broken even though I was too numb to feel any wetness. Todd was asleep in his chair and I had to call his name a couple times to wake him up. We called the nurse and I told her what I had felt and she checked and sure enough, I was right! She decided to check my progress and after a moment she said, you are fully dilated! She had talked to my Dr about an hour before but I was only a 6.5 then so my Dr. was still at home. When she called my Dr. to tell her I was ready, she was at home 25 minutes away and had just gotten in the shower! So I had to concentrate on NOT pushing while my Dr. hurried to get to the hospital in time.
It was a pretty exciting hour waiting for the Dr. as I felt all the pressure and was trying not to push. Finally at around 6:35 or so my doctor ran into the room, wet hair and all and got it all set up for the delivery. I gave a few good pushes and Charlotte Susan Holbrook was born at 6:51 am.
She is absolutely perfect! It was such a different experience with her than with Jett. She got to stay in our room with us the whole time since she was completely healthy. I also recovered much faster than I did with Jett which is such a huge blessing. She has been such a wonderful baby and only cries when she is hungry or getting her diaper changed! She does have reflux which is something we are still getting used to but we are so grateful she is here. We have been so blessed! So many people have reached out to us and I am just in awe of everyone's generosity. It has been a very special time for our family and I have loved having a newborn at Christmas time!
