March 17, 2011...looking back one year ago to Our Baby Story:
Wednesday March 17th - St. Patrick's Day, 2010. Now 3 days past our due date we were scheduled at the hospital at noon to do a 'non-stress test'. They connect you to a monitor that measures the baby's heartbeat and any contractions. Everything checked out fine and we proceeded from there to Starbucks to have a green tea frappuccino in honor of St. Paddy's Day and also to wasted some time before our doctor's appointment. I remember not being able to get comfortable in the chairs and feeling like I had a running cramp in my side.
Non-Stress Test at the Hospital
We then had an appointment to see the doctor. I mentioned the stitch in my side, but she didn't say that it was the start of labour so I thought I was just uncomfortable. Dr. Kolkind did a membrane sweep and attempted to break my water. She mentioned that the baby must have lots of hair because she could feel it through the membrane sack. I was about 4cm dilated. No success breaking our water so we made our way home.
In an attempt to get things started we took Roxy for a walk out in the back field. Doug made me hike straight up a very steep hill and we joked that if this didn't initiate something, nothing will!
That evening with where joined by Norm and Sandra and Roah for dinner. They brought over a very large pepperoni pizz
a from Costco. After dinner we played Candyland with Roah and I remember feeling uncomfortable again. I spoke with Lisa over the phone and I told her I was feeling "funny" and she told Doug that he should get ready 'cause the baby was coming!
Still in denial that this might be the start of labour, we said goodnight to Norm, Sandra and Roah, and we headed to bed thinking that we better try and get some sleep while we can! Doug put on Dirty Dancing to try and distract me. By 9pm the contractions were more defined and coming more regular, so we started to keep track of them. Right away they were coming every 3-5 minutes. There would be no sleeping! By the end of the movie and about 11pm they were coming every 2-3 minutes. We wondered if we should head to the hospital. When I called they said "come if your water breaks, pain is too uncomfortable/unbearable, or there is any bleeding". Hmmm...how do you measure the pain, it was unbearable from the very beginning! Around 11:30pm I went to the washroom, lost my mucus plug, and started shaking uncontrollably. I figured that I wasn't comfortable at home any more so I might as well be uncomfortable at the hospital.
12:30am we were on the road to the hospital. I took this video in the car as we pulled up to the Kelowna General Hospital.
We hit the assessment room and I could tell that this was it! There would be no sending us home. They were surprised to see I was already 7cm dilated. The called our doctor to come down right away and we were quickly taken into a delivery room. The contractions started to become so strong that I was having to tune everyone out to get through them. The doctor arrived maybe 20 minutes later and she stayed with us in the delivery room the whole time.
Soon after our doctor arrive she had the resident doctor break my water. Not long after breaking my water I had the urge to start pushing. The doctor had me try several pushing positions. None of which I liked getting into, but then after I moved into position I was no keen to move again. After a long time of pushing I remember asking "So? What's going on? Can you see the head yet?" I was very disheartened to find out no nothing yet but keep going. Eventually the head did come and I yelled, "well if you can see it, pull it out!" Apparently you have to work for it!! At about 4:05am the doctor said "you're going to have this baby before 5am" and I remember watching the clock and thinking, you better be here before 5am! And sure enough at 4:56am our precious baby was born. Best feeling ever when the baby finally came out fully. They placed the baby on my chest and I was so amazed at how big the baby was and so healthy looking. It took me a minute to then realize..."So is it a girl or boy?!" It was a girl!!
8lbs 1oz 19.5 inches
Unfortunately her head and shoulders were a bit too big and I tore pretty badly. They brought in a specialist to stitch me. It was great to watch Doug watch over her as she had her initial examination. I'm so glad we were all in the same room together. We were able to try breastfeeding right away and she latched on no problem.
After spending some time with her we decided to name her Maƫlle June Bryan.
No drugs, 8 hours, and now a year later...I would do it all again no hesitation!