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Malcolm made his appearance on August 17th at 8:31am and Im finally getting a chance to write his story, even though I should be sleeping It all started on midday Monday the 16th at the Doctors office. We were there for a routine sono and check up. The sono chick did her thing and then shared she was concerned about the babies weight; he had consistently not improved as much as he could even though he was at 6lbs and change. She didnt feel comfortable sending me home and wanted me to go to the hospital to be induced. She spoke to the doctor who casually agreed, I think more so because she didnt want to disagree with her colleague and she ordered me straight to the hospital 
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Well we went straight to the Chinese restaurant for some lunch, then home to get our stuff. I mean the baby wasnt in distress, and I would probably be there for awhile so might as well eat and get our stuff together. 3 hours later we get to the hospital and the doctor there is like what happened they told us it was an emergency and you would be right over. Then he laughed and goes I know you went for your last supper, probably went home had that last minute woopie. We laughed then discussed the matter at hand. We were opposed to being induced because we were so close to our due date, Friday, and we wanted to let it happen naturally, even get to labor at home, etc. He pretty much gave us the medical it may not be safe but I cant force you to stay here and be induced speech which made it harder to decide what to do. We didnt want to put bubs in jeopardy, but we knew induction meant potocin which could be c-section, and no where near what we wanted.
He finally agreed to monitor the baby and see whats going on We were ok with that. Turns out I was having irregular contractions and just had no idea!
Its about 4p now. He then checked me and from Friday (my last doctor appointment) to Monday I was 2cm. So the combination of those 2 bought us more time and he agreed to wait till morning to see what happened and he would induce me if anything. He then went home.
Not to long after the NICU doctors came in our baby had a suspected heart condition and they tell us they arent equipped to handle it at that hospital and the baby would be transferred at birth to another hospital. We lost our mind after that because we were told everything would be there for him and we didnt want to be separated from the baby. I was ready to pull out my own iv and walk to the next hospital, because I sure wasnt staying there. It was crazy to because they had no idea how to discharge me once I said I wanted to leave, apparently no one ever leaves that hospital, if anything its the one everyone goes to!
They finally figured out they would transfer me to the other hospital that is equipped for baby. The doctor who just got home had to come right back to do the paper work. And at that point we didnt think hed be our doctor, but in the process he found out he still had privileges at that other hospital even though he last delivered a baby there in 1986!
Ok, I know this is long so Ill fast forward. We get to the other hospital, wasnt as fancy as our last one and when they check me Im 5cm, and still not really in a lot of pain. Its about 10p now. After that things just kicked up and started coming regularly. I went to the bathroom sometime around 1am and peed, got up and was still leaking but I knew I had stopped peeing, which meant, water broke! They checked me but werent sure, but didnt matter pain kept coming, hubby had to keep rubbing my back and I kept breathing, and tried to get out of bed and switch positions which helped, it was rough being stuck to the monitor and not being able to be mobile as we wanted, but it was still mostly bearable, till it got to about 1minute apart. Then it was ROUGH when the pain peaked, and I just couldnt do it anymore and asked for the epidural.
Anyshoes, I was feeling a little pressure, that I need to poop pressure. They checked me right before the needle and I was 8cm, but was still afraid to go ahead and not be able to take the pain so took the needle. I think if I had a doula or just a more experienced birth coach I would have went ahead with that support. Anyway, had to sit still through the contractions for the epidural needle, very difficult, then things just eased up. At about 6a we started pushing but I wasnt doing anything so he turned down the epi, but still nothing, so he turned it off and then I felt the pressure with contractions which helped with pushing. I remember being thirsty, I wanted to drink my Gatorade so bad but they wouldnt let me, just stinkin ice chips. Close to the time the pressure was crazy intense and boom, pushed him out, he just flew out like a slip and slide. I popped a few blood vessels in my eyes I was pushing so hard and he flew out so fast that I got a 2nd degree tear. I did poop during the process to, was embarrassed, but everyone does it. Also got tired towards the end but I didnt want to stop because I was afraid it would mean a csection so held on. I was so relieved after he was out, the last few pushes I was like pull him out, just pull him out the pressure was so bad, but they wouldnt, lol. But baby came on his own, he said to hell with being induced! All 6lbs 10oz. He was taken to NICU and his heart condition isnt as bad as they thought, but he will potentially have to get it corrected and he didnt need additional support like oxygen or anything, so thats a blessing to. It took awhile to see him, I only got to hold him for like 30 seconds and dad didnt even get to cut the cord things were going so fast. He finally got to go home about 4 days later, 2 days after me.
He honestly is our little miracle, and I thank God for him and this experience. I would definitely do this again and try to go all the way with out the drugs. And can I tell you weight wasnt even an issue, he was just a tall skinny baby with big feet and hands.
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.Well we went straight to the Chinese restaurant for some lunch, then home to get our stuff. I mean the baby wasnt in distress, and I would probably be there for awhile so might as well eat and get our stuff together. 3 hours later we get to the hospital and the doctor there is like what happened they told us it was an emergency and you would be right over. Then he laughed and goes I know you went for your last supper, probably went home had that last minute woopie. We laughed then discussed the matter at hand. We were opposed to being induced because we were so close to our due date, Friday, and we wanted to let it happen naturally, even get to labor at home, etc. He pretty much gave us the medical it may not be safe but I cant force you to stay here and be induced speech which made it harder to decide what to do. We didnt want to put bubs in jeopardy, but we knew induction meant potocin which could be c-section, and no where near what we wanted.
He finally agreed to monitor the baby and see whats going on We were ok with that. Turns out I was having irregular contractions and just had no idea!
Its about 4p now. He then checked me and from Friday (my last doctor appointment) to Monday I was 2cm. So the combination of those 2 bought us more time and he agreed to wait till morning to see what happened and he would induce me if anything. He then went home. Not to long after the NICU doctors came in our baby had a suspected heart condition and they tell us they arent equipped to handle it at that hospital and the baby would be transferred at birth to another hospital. We lost our mind after that because we were told everything would be there for him and we didnt want to be separated from the baby. I was ready to pull out my own iv and walk to the next hospital, because I sure wasnt staying there. It was crazy to because they had no idea how to discharge me once I said I wanted to leave, apparently no one ever leaves that hospital, if anything its the one everyone goes to!
They finally figured out they would transfer me to the other hospital that is equipped for baby. The doctor who just got home had to come right back to do the paper work. And at that point we didnt think hed be our doctor, but in the process he found out he still had privileges at that other hospital even though he last delivered a baby there in 1986!
Ok, I know this is long so Ill fast forward. We get to the other hospital, wasnt as fancy as our last one and when they check me Im 5cm, and still not really in a lot of pain. Its about 10p now. After that things just kicked up and started coming regularly. I went to the bathroom sometime around 1am and peed, got up and was still leaking but I knew I had stopped peeing, which meant, water broke! They checked me but werent sure, but didnt matter pain kept coming, hubby had to keep rubbing my back and I kept breathing, and tried to get out of bed and switch positions which helped, it was rough being stuck to the monitor and not being able to be mobile as we wanted, but it was still mostly bearable, till it got to about 1minute apart. Then it was ROUGH when the pain peaked, and I just couldnt do it anymore and asked for the epidural.
Anyshoes, I was feeling a little pressure, that I need to poop pressure. They checked me right before the needle and I was 8cm, but was still afraid to go ahead and not be able to take the pain so took the needle. I think if I had a doula or just a more experienced birth coach I would have went ahead with that support. Anyway, had to sit still through the contractions for the epidural needle, very difficult, then things just eased up. At about 6a we started pushing but I wasnt doing anything so he turned down the epi, but still nothing, so he turned it off and then I felt the pressure with contractions which helped with pushing. I remember being thirsty, I wanted to drink my Gatorade so bad but they wouldnt let me, just stinkin ice chips. Close to the time the pressure was crazy intense and boom, pushed him out, he just flew out like a slip and slide. I popped a few blood vessels in my eyes I was pushing so hard and he flew out so fast that I got a 2nd degree tear. I did poop during the process to, was embarrassed, but everyone does it. Also got tired towards the end but I didnt want to stop because I was afraid it would mean a csection so held on. I was so relieved after he was out, the last few pushes I was like pull him out, just pull him out the pressure was so bad, but they wouldnt, lol. But baby came on his own, he said to hell with being induced! All 6lbs 10oz. He was taken to NICU and his heart condition isnt as bad as they thought, but he will potentially have to get it corrected and he didnt need additional support like oxygen or anything, so thats a blessing to. It took awhile to see him, I only got to hold him for like 30 seconds and dad didnt even get to cut the cord things were going so fast. He finally got to go home about 4 days later, 2 days after me.
He honestly is our little miracle, and I thank God for him and this experience. I would definitely do this again and try to go all the way with out the drugs. And can I tell you weight wasnt even an issue, he was just a tall skinny baby with big feet and hands.
https://i1013.photobucket.com/albums/af256/bkmanda/Mobile%20Uploads/th_0817001332.jpg
https://i1013.photobucket.com/albums/af256/bkmanda/Mobile%20Uploads/th_0821001735.jpg
