I had my little girl on Friday... Here's Miss Elizabeth Vega, or "Evie" as we call her. 6 lbs, 10 oz, 22.25 in. long.
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It all began at 1:45 Friday morning when what felt like discharge at first turned into a steady stream of amniotic fluid. It soaked through a pantyliner, my underwear, and pajama bottoms and just continued leaking.
I was instructed to go to the hospital. Here's where things got dicey. DH's ex had agreed to watch SD7 in the event of my labor. However, when called upon, she decided she "couldn't give a sh*t about any kid but her own" and that her "world shouldn't have to revolve around" our baby. We tried calling other friends but no one answered.
So I ended up laboring alone for five hours while DH went home with his daughter and got her ready for school.
Labor was crazy. I went from three cm to nearly ten in the time DH was gone. I actually did really well all naturally for most of it using Lamaze techniques (with no partner).
But when DH showed up, transition began almost instantly, and it was HORRIBLE. The contractions were practically on top of each other (basically a couple breaths between peaks), so I ended up screaming for an epidural. FWIW, I think I could have handled them if I'd slept more before laboring. But the idea of pushing afterwards was so daunting that I needed relief.
I got the epidural and was confirmed 10 cm... But baby wasn't coming down. So I cat napped for an hour and then began pushing. Over the next hour, I successfully delivered more poop than you could possibly imagine...but no baby.
So we decided to let the epidural wear off and try pushing again. That's when we discovered that baby was face-up. Every time I pushed, she'd come down... And then back up again. The doctor reached his whole hand up there several times to try to turn her, to no avail. Between pushes I was in agony with the back of her head pressing on my rectum. So they had to boost the epidural back up again to keep me from hurting my cervix.
Then the doctor mentioned the possibility of a C-section, and I immediately burst into tears. We tried one more thing to get the baby down: vacuum. No dice. After a freakishly short labor and ridiculously long attempted delivery, I was diagnosed "failure to descend" and "failed vacuum." Then I went in for the c-section. (Check out the pics my DH took on page 3 of this thread.)
Baby girl was born at 16:23, completely beautiful and healthy and perfect. Seeing DH hold her made up for the hell I'd just been through ten-fold.
Now here we are!!
