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February 2, 2001
I finally have a few minutes to get Jake's birth sory in my diary, I've been meaning to get this done before I forget!!
Jake was late and I was to be induced at 6am on 12/28/00. When I called the L&D that morning (as instructed) they said I couldn't come just yet because there was no room. I was to try and call back later in the day to see if any beds opened up. I was pretty bummed, I couldn't sleep the night before, so I was totally tired and now I had no idea when it would be, if even today!!! So I got ansy and called before noon, still no openings. But about 30 minutes later, a nurse called and said I could come in at 1:30pm for my induction...YAHOO!!!! I was only 5 days late, his original due date was 12/23/00 but my pregnancy was so tough, so I was soooo ready! I had been having Braxton Hicks for about 28 weeks and was on Terbutaline for about 6 weeks, plus I was so tired and swollen, it was time! I got to the hospital and checked in, I.V's put in, paper work filled out, questions answered, so around 3pm they called the doctor and decided to just have me lay down with Cervidil on my cervix until he could get out of the office. I don't count this as part of the labor though, nothing happened and I was so bored just laying there. So, at 5:30pm, Dr Grosser (same doc that delievered Sidney...Oh, and we were even in the same room, can you believe!!!) He decided just to start with breaking my water, if things picked up, then I wouldn't need pitocin. It took him awhile to get my bag to break, he said it was very thick (no wonder the 4 times he tried to strip my membranes, it didn't work!!) he got a little leak started and about 15 minutes later, it broke completely (yuck!!). But that's when things got rough too, my contractions took off like a race horse. Brett was all nervous, my mom took Sidney out into the hall to play, they paged for my epidural, and I started hyperventalating and crying, it hurt!!! I was only 2cm too, but contracting every 2 minutes!! So my epidural was started and finally helping by about 7pm (I was 5cm), just in time to watch Friends (but it was a rerun!). My doctor was so nice, he stuck around that whole time, trying to help me breathe and calm down, and to make sure the epidural was going well, once it was, he slipped out for some dinner, I think. I really appretiated him for doing that (and sent him a huge Thank-you note). So at 7:30pm (now 7cm) I thought, maybe if I sat up in bed, gravity would help get my little guy to drop, I had been laying flat this whole time. I sat the bed up and almost immedietly, the contraction pain came back. I don't think my epidural was very good this time (with Sidney I never felt a thing until it was time to push). The nurse asked if I had to push, but I told her I didn't know. A few minutes later, I thought I was going to die, it hurt so bad, I started crying and screaming, everything just was out of control (in my mind). The nurses (who were changing shifts) told me not to push to try and breathe, but it was too late. Between my screams, I was pushing, it was all I could do. They paged my doctor, who came flying in again and Jake's head was crowning. I just kept screaming, pushing, screaming. The nurses kept telling me to push, stop screaming, push. Brett was holding my left leg, trying to help me push too, he was a little scared at how fast things were going this time, but so was I!! With maybe 4 pushes (and a 1/2 dozen screams) Jake's head was out, one more push and he was here!!!! Jake Nelson Organ born at 7:58pm weighing 7.8 1/2 lbs and 19in long. He was beautiful, I just couldn't believe it, all that hard work, sweat and pain and my little guy was in my arms. That night, Brett took Sidney home to get some much needed sleep, and I just held Jake in my arms, falling in love with him every second of every minute. I wasn't as sore this time either, didn't tear or need stitches again, so we left that next night, after the required 24 hour stay and Jake's circumcision (which went well too, I held his hand through it). He's my little angel, my son and I love him more then words can say. Chanda
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