Okay... so yes I know, I am jumping back and forth, but there are lots of things I'd like to say. So I was thinking today about how easy it was to have a kid...please note, I said
have and not
raise. Throughout the years I have heard many complaints from friends, co-workers and random people about how hard it is to be pregnant.. and how bad the whole birthing process is. Now, I somehow got a hold of all of these pregnancy books, but after reading one section I thought, what the hell? The book was describing these horrid things that may happen.. 'what to expect'. I decided that I would learn for myself what to expect, rather than worry about if something was going to happen or not. I must be a bad mom, because I didn't go to the
lamaze classes either. I just figured that my grandma had my uncle in a beet field... how hard could it be. Seriously. Okay, so I think I said earlier that I had
about the easiest pregnancy ever. Yes, I got sick.. i.e. disposing of food and random acids every morning and evening, but other than that my life was normal. .. except towards the end when my stupid belly got in the way. Let's see. I must be really fortunate too, because I didn't get any stretch marks. Oh sure, I put cream on my belly periodically, but not every day. I think that whole thing is genetic anyhow. Let's see. So the whole birthing process was not bad. I did not dilate at all.. as I said before and went in to be induced. First of all, I was supposed to go in on Thursday night, but this is Utah.. and there are a lot of babies born here and the darn hospital didn't have any room for me! On Friday morning I drove myself to the hospital and rolled myself and suitcase inside the building. The plan was for me to take two pills, one every four hours, to soften my cervix and then to do the actual inducement. Well, about t
wenty minutes after I took the second pill I was in pain.. like pretty decent pain. Now, these pills weren't supposed to really do anything.. the "big" inducement.was supposed to get me to start having contractions...
yada yada yada. So, one second I was watching The Deadliest Catch, the next I was whimpering in pain. "What the?" I thought. Seriously, I thought I was being a big fat
whimpy baby. I also thought I was in big trouble... I mean if these weren't even the real contractions.. yikes! I finally gave in and asked for a pain pill.. five minutes later I was all..
umm I need the
epideral now!! Okay, for those of you who are not experts, you are supposed to dilate along the way. Well, I didn't.. I went in at a 0.. I was checked the morning of, and was still a 0. The ding dong nurses didn't check me before the
epideral.. at all!! Well, during the
epideral my water broke.. the nurse didn't believe me! So, right after the anesthesiologist left the nurse checked me.. she didn't say anything.. she just left the room... she soon returned with another nurse.. they looked at each other inquisitively while checking me.. and then left again. Next came in the resident. Come to find out I was a 9+... that means Ms. Sophia was absolutely ready to come... Long story short, we waited for an hour to start pushing because we were waiting for Kirk (my best friend) to arrive. (side note: he had been in and out of the room
al
l morning, but had to run an important errand right in the middle of things). Problems occurred when I started pushing. Little Sophia's heart rate dropped substantially every time I pushed and it took forever to recover. I was put on oxygen immediately. As time went on my Dr. started giving me options as far as sucking her out with a vacuum to having a C-section. It got to the point that we even decided that Kirk would come into the operating room with me if that was the case. I don't know though.. I was bound and determined to just get her out... nice and natural. With a huff and a puff, she finally came. I will never forget that weird feeling of her exiting.. yikes.. it was just weird. We didn't get to see her right away, as she had a bowel movement prior to her birth, so she had to be super cleaned immediately. All of us were dying to know what she looked like and most importantly if she had red hair. Her first picture is a picture that only I can love (see devil baby picture top right..).
Okay... so yes I know, I am jumping back and forth, but there are lots of things I'd like to say. So I was thinking today about how easy it was to have a kid...please note, I said have and not raise. Throughout the years I have heard many complaints from friends, co-workers and random people about how hard it is to be pregnant.. and how bad the whole birthing process is. Now, I somehow got a hold of all of these pregnancy books, but after reading one section I thought, what the hell? The book was describing these horrid things that may happen.. 'what to expect'. I decided that I would learn for myself what to expect, rather than worry about if something was going to happen or not. I must be a bad mom, because I didn't go to the lamaze classes either. I just figured that my grandma had my uncle in a beet field... how hard could it be. Seriously. Okay, so I think I said earlier that I had 
about the easiest pregnancy ever. Yes, I got sick.. i.e. disposing of food and random acids every morning and evening, but other than that my life was normal. .. except towards the end when my stupid belly got in the way. Let's see. I must be really fortunate too, because I didn't get any stretch marks. Oh sure, I put cream on my belly periodically, but not every day. I think that whole thing is genetic anyhow. Let's see. So the whole birthing process was not bad. I did not dilate at all.. as I said before and went in to be induced. First of all, I was supposed to go in on Thursday night, but this is Utah.. and there are a lot of babies born here and the darn hospital didn't have any room for me! On Friday morning I drove myself to the hospital and rolled myself and suitcase inside the building. The plan was for me to take two pills, one every four hours, to soften my cervix and then to do the actual inducement. Well, about t
wenty minutes after I took the second pill I was in pain.. like pretty decent pain. Now, these pills weren't supposed to really do anything.. the "big" inducement.was supposed to get me to start having contractions... yada yada yada. So, one second I was watching The Deadliest Catch, the next I was whimpering in pain. "What the?" I thought. Seriously, I thought I was being a big fat whimpy baby. I also thought I was in big trouble... I mean if these weren't even the real contractions.. yikes! I finally gave in and asked for a pain pill.. five minutes later I was all.. umm I need the epideral now!! Okay, for those of you who are not experts, you are supposed to dilate along the way. Well, I didn't.. I went in at a 0.. I was checked the morning of, and was still a 0. The ding dong nurses didn't check me before the epideral.. at all!! Well, during the epideral my water broke.. the nurse didn't believe me! So, right after the anesthesiologist left the nurse checked me.. she didn't say anything.. she just left the room... she soon returned with another nurse.. they looked at each other inquisitively while checking me.. and then left again. Next came in the resident. Come to find out I was a 9+... that means Ms. Sophia was absolutely ready to come... Long story short, we waited for an hour to start pushing because we were waiting for Kirk (my best friend) to arrive. (side note: he had been in and out of the room al
l morning, but had to run an important errand right in the middle of things). Problems occurred when I started pushing. Little Sophia's heart rate dropped substantially every time I pushed and it took forever to recover. I was put on oxygen immediately. As time went on my Dr. started giving me options as far as sucking her out with a vacuum to having a C-section. It got to the point that we even decided that Kirk would come into the operating room with me if that was the case. I don't know though.. I was bound and determined to just get her out... nice and natural. With a huff and a puff, she finally came. I will never forget that weird feeling of her exiting.. yikes.. it was just weird. We didn't get to see her right away, as she had a bowel movement prior to her birth, so she had to be super cleaned immediately. All of us were dying to know what she looked like and most importantly if she had red hair. Her first picture is a picture that only I can love (see devil baby picture top right..).
1 comment:
Oh I loved this! Awesome. FYI I was rolling at
"I just figured that my grandma had my uncle in a beet field... how hard could it be"
:)
XOXO
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