Monday, October 31, 2016
Thursday, October 27, 2016
At my 38 weeks and 1 day appointment the doctor realized that the baby had turned breech. A few days prior I had contacted the doctor and told her that I think the baby had maybe flipped because I was feeling the baby's hiccups up by my chest instead of down low like before. She was pretty certain that the baby hadn't flipped since she appeared head down and engaged the week before. Well, an ultrasound confirmed that the baby was indeed breech.
It was a scary day because I was forced to decide whether to try a version or to just plan for a C-section at 39 weeks. I had read some scary stuff about doing a version but my midwife and the doctor assured me that since the baby was a little bit on the small side and I had lots of fluid, plus the baby had just turned, that the chances of a successful version were high. I decided to go for it and so the next morning, Mr. G and I went to the hospital around 5 in the morning to do the version. We sent out lots of prayer requests and heard from so many that they were praying.
Well....get this.....we got to the hospital and the first thing they did was double check that baby was in fact breech. They pulled out a little ultrasound machine and put the probe at the bottom half of my belly and you could see plain as day the baby's head. She had flipped head down. There was then no need for the version and we were sent home. God is so good.
We were sent home around 7 and Mr. G and I ate some breakfast at Crackerbarrel and then headed home. I was still in a lot of pain and anxiously hoping that baby will decide to make her appearance soon. Since Mr. G had the whole day off thinking we would be in the hospital, we decided to head over to St. Clair and take the kids to a fun park. I was hoping that walking around and doing a lot would throw me into labor, plus it would be fun for the kids, and get everyone's mind off of when the baby will be here.
I saw my midwife again a few days before I turned 39 weeks. I still had not progressed any. I was about 3 cm but only 50% effaced and the baby was very high. She recommended finding some red raspberry leaf tea, but not in the tea bag form, but the actual leaves. She sent me to a store in St. Clair to find it and said that if I drink three cups a day that it will start contractions for me. I was so unbelievably miserable and struggling to even care for my kids that I decided to try it. So my mom and I and the three kiddos headed back to St. Clair. We went back to that park so the kids could play and we found the store that had red raspberry leaves.
I was able to deliver Little G all natural, with no drugs and no epidural, but with Bubby G and Sissy G I had an epidural. I do not remember epidurals hurting this bad. The anesthesiologist said that I leaned some to the left while she was putting it in and it messed things up a little. It felt like she had to dig a lot more and struggled finding the place it was supposed to be. It took a long time and I was dealing with ridiculous contractions every 2-3 minutes plus the needle digging in my back. Finally, I started to feel my legs tingle and then go numb. They laid me flat on the bed so that the epidural would make its way up to my abdomen. They had to add a little bit more medicine but eventually I was comfortable. I was excited because this was the first time in over a month that I finally didn't feel any pain.
At this time my hubby and my mom decided to go down to grab some breakfast. I told them to hurry because I just had a gut feeling that things might start to go fast. And sure enough, it did. The nurses checked my cervix right after getting the epidural and I was 7 cm. My bag of waters started leaking right at that moment and a little bit later the midwife went ahead and popped my bag of waters completely. While my hubby and mom were gone, things started to get really scary. The baby's heartrate was just not coming back up. The nurses were tossing me from side to side and pushing on baby, trying everything they could to get her heartrate to go up. Nothing was working. For those of you who read Little G's birth story you might remember that there was a nurse, Nurse Nancy, who came in and saved the day and actually delivered Little G. Well, Nurse Nancy was back and she was doing all she could to get that heartrate to improve. Finally, she said that she has a feeling baby is about ready to come. She checked my cervix again. I knew that if she said I was still 7cm that I would probably be taken back for a C-section because of the baby's heartrate, but Praise God, I was 9 cm and baby was close. Nurse Nancy flipped me into the fire hydrant position just as my mom and hubby were coming back from breakfast. Nurse Nancy looked at them and said "Get ready, we are about to have this baby."
I couldn't see the monitor to see what baby's heartrate was, but I could hear it. It was the scariest sound to hear the heartrate beating along great and then to hear the thumps get farther and farther apart. It felt like I could hear a thump maybe every 2-3 seconds. I was flipped back to sitting up and they quickly put my legs in the stirrups. They rushed a mirror in so that I could see and sure enough, right away I could see the head. She was coming fast. Nurse Nancy started quickly talking to me about how she is going to want me to push. But with the next contraction, I seriously did not push at all but baby was quickly coming. We could see a head full of hair. The nurses and the midwife were telling me to stop pushing, trying to slow things down so that I wouldn't tear, but my body just kept pushing without me trying. The midwife explained that she was going to have Mr. G catch the baby and together we could pull her up onto my chest. This little girl literally slid into this world quicker than any of us could've imagined. This was my second baby in a row that I didn't have to push to get out, she just came out on her own.
I thank God for you, baby girl. You have been an instant blessing to our family in more ways than you will ever know. You will always be loved and cherished for the rest of your life. Welcome to our family.