It didn’t take long for contractions to start and even out. Initially they were 4 1/2 minutes apart and I was still feeling great! Somewhere around this time it was 7am and we got a new nurse – Carol – we looooved her. She was fantastic, I told her we’d hire her to be our baby nurse. (Ha! If we had an extra million dollars lying around…) Carol later told me she was “known for her quick labors and fast deliveries”, and she “delivered” on that promise.
Dr. C showed up around 8:00 I think. I love my OB, she’s great! She broke my water and at that point I was 3.5cm and 60% effaced (different person doing the measuring… 🙂 I was STARVING and it was only 8am. Carol was thinking a baby by lunchtime at this point and I was thrilled! She’s been a labor and delivery nurse for 20 years, so she definitely has a feel for how these things would go.
At 9:30 Carol checked and I was 4cm and 80% effaced. I was still feeling good, but since I wanted an epidural, we decided to get in line for one so I didn’t miss my window in case things started to go faster. L&D has their own anesthesiologist and I love that. But I was third in line for an epidural and thus began the longest hour ever. I have a pretty high pain tolerance, but the contractions were not so much fun. I was able to breathe through them easily, but I hate the sense of doom knowing that the next one is only 2-3 minutes away. And you can see them coming on the monitor which seems to make it worse.
10:30ish brought a fabulous anesthesiologist who gave me a magical epidural. Ahh, sweet relief. And I was already at 6cm and 90% effaced – all that contracting the previous hour had done its job. When you get an epidural it can make your blood pressure drop a bit. Mine is already normally low, it had been running 100/70ish up to that point. 45 minutes after the epidural started, my blood pressure dropped to 80/50 and Jbug’s heart rate dropped to 60 beats per minute (it had been hanging out around 130 bpm). Obviously not good. I felt awful… nauseous and shaky and generally miserable. Thankfully Carol rushed in and fixed things quickly.
Everything was easy peasy from that point on. I didn’t go from 6-10cm quite as quickly as we’d hoped, but by 3pm, I was at 10cm and ready to meet him! We had to wait a few minutes for Dr C, but by 3:20 I was pushing and he made his entrance into the world 8 minutes later.
J had the umbilical cord wrapped around his neck twice (just like B) and he was also holding onto it. Unlike B though, he came out screaming and Ready! To! Eat! and hasn’t slowed down since.
B is the proudest big brother ever. He loves Jude soooooo much. The transition from being an only child to being the big brother is going well. I was prepared for the worst, and have been pleasantly surprised. I haven’t had them both by myself for more than a little while though. 🙂
We’re so blessed with these two little guys. Jude has only been here a week and yet it’s hard to remember what life was like before him. I can’t wait to see his personality grow, and watch the two of them becoming best buddies. Thank you so much for your love, we’ve felt every squeeze!