Hi ladies! So sorry I've been MIA!! It seems like life just started speeding up as my due date got closer and I hardly ever opened my laptop! I am about to go back and read the posts I missed, but first I will update you guys on me.
Theo arrived on his due date, April 11, via induction. I decided to induce because I wanted the full time with my husband home. He took two weeks off...can't believe we're halfway through the second week already. Also I was dilated to a 4 by the time I went into the hospital and had been dilated 2-3 for several weeks, so my doctor thought I would be an excellent candidate for induction.
A little about my birth story. I went into it with a lot of knowledge but not really a definitive "birth plan." I had read so many different birth stories that I felt like anything could happen so I would just make each decision as it came. But I did plan on an epidural. When I went in at 7:30 am they started me on pitocin immediately. My contractions were very regular according to the monitor, but I really did not feel them until I was at about a 7, and they did not hurt until I was about an 8. I got the epidural, and that went perfectly. Very quick and easy, and numbed me up before the pain became unbearable.
At that point my nurse had me lay on my side with one leg up in the stirrups, then move to the other side. She said this change of position helped stimulate dilation and helped him move down, similar to walking if I hadn't gotten an epidural. That took me to a 10 within about an hour. She wanted me to give a "test push" to see what kind of pusher I was before she called the doctor. I guess I was pretty good, because she said we weren't going to push anymore until the doctor got there. When she did, he moved down pretty quickly but had trouble moving past a certain part of my pelvis. It got scary for a minute when his heart rate started dropping and she had to push him back in a bit so he could recover. Then after that it was two or three more sets of pushing with contractions, and out he came! I ended up pushing for about an hour and a half total. It was exhausting toward the end, but I would just close my eyes and breathe in between contractions and focus on how I would push and be strong when the next time came.
When she put him on my chest, he was just so hot and heavy, and I started sobbing hysterically with joy and emotion. It was like an out of body experience. (Just noticed that could be a pun since he actually did come out of my body...lol) He was 8lbs 15oz and 21.5 inches long. This was truly the shock of the day as I was doing so well late in the pregnancy. I literally walked 3 miles every day the week before having him. I mean I was obviously uncomfortable and ready to be done being pregnant, but nothing like what people describe.
The whole experience was just calm and peaceful...and I'm really not one to place a huge importance on the birth experience. For me, I wanted a healthy baby, and I was prepared to deal with whatever complications might arise...but none did. I almost don't want to tell people about it in case they had trouble...it just sounds like bragging. But I'm just super grateful.
He latched right on and suckled on colostrum in two hour stretches, interrupted by sleep. After we came home, he has been just eating, sleeping and pooping. He also thinks it's really funny to pee straight up into the air the minute we take his diaper off.
We took him in for his weight check and he is within an ounce of his birth weight (he went down to 8 lbs at his first appt a week ago...my milk had just come in the night before that, so he's been playing catch up this week.)
The roughest part so far has been recovery. I did have a second degree tear and hemorrhoids from pushing out a 9 pounder. They were healing really well and my pain was decreasing until a couple days ago it started getting worse. I had my hubby look to see if my stitches were getting infected, and it turns out I have a UTI. Turns out it's fairly common after having a catheter (which you have to get with an epidural.) So I got on some antibiotics today and hopefully will feel better soon. At least I know my tear is not infected.
He's been doing great. My hubby has been keeping him until 3am so I can get some sleep (giving him a bottle of pumped milk as needed) then I let him sleep until noon. I'm going to be sad when he has to go back to work, but I will do what I need to in order to make it work. I'm so in love with this little guy already
Here are some pictures of Theo and one of us as we were leaving the hospital. I am going to catch up on what's going on with you ladies now. Can't wait to hear how you are all doing. Again, sorry for my absence. Life just sped up!!