Lilly’s Birth Story
After I had Austin I posted his birth story here. I don’t know how many people have read it but I know that I re-read it all the time. Usually after a glass of moscato when I am feeling nostalgic about my little man and how big he’s gotten.
I definitely want to keep Lilly’s story here too. It was just as beautiful and special, maybe even a little bit more because I think she will be our last baby.
Lilly, like Austin, was induced. I was exactly 40 weeks.
We went to the hospital at 7am on Wednesday February 10th (her due date!). With Austin I had to go in the night before so I was really happy to be able to sleep in my own bed this time. We signed the nessesary paper work and then got set up in our labor and delivery room.
I had been 2.5 centimeters for about 3 weeks. By 8am I had my IV hooked up and they started my pitocin. We knew my doctor was going to break my water at noon so I ordered my epidural for 11:30am, remembering that things start to get intense then.
I wasn’t in that much pain at this point but I was really nervous for the epidural process though. This time I felt the epidural go in a little bit more. It was a terrible stinging pain and I have to say, I am glad I won’t be doing that again.
At noon, as planned, my doctor broke my water and sure enough the pain started to intensify. Unfortunatly I was still just at 3 centimeters. I was really hoping I’d be further along than that. I had told everyone that in a perfect world I had hoped I would have the baby before 3pm.
I was starting to get a little nervous that this could be a long labor process like it was with Austin (almost 24 hours).
Also, like with Austin, I started to feel the contractions on my left side and my right side was really, really numb. I don’t like feeling that numb at all and with the contraction pain, which was getting really bad and the numbness sensation/pain I was not a happy camper.
They moved me so that I was laying on my left side and the epidural could work with gravity and help me out a little. It actually started to work a little and the pain got more manageable.
Nick was by my side the whole time. Bicycling my legs to help with the numbness and talking me through contractions. I made him show me photos of our trip to Marco Island a few years ago. It’s my happy place.
(Oddly, somewhere in the middle of all this I tried to sit up a little and thought I pulled out my epidural. The anesthesiologist came back and said it was in place but had to tape it to my back more.)
About an hour later they told me that I had to roll over on to my other side too. I don’t know why I would have to do this. We knew I wasn’t feeling anything on the other side, but they said I had to and I reluctantly agreed.
Almost immediately the contractions were horrible again. I thought for sure it was because the epidural wasn’t working and I rolled over. I was gritting my teeth, sobbing, breathing, doing anything I could to make it through those contractions. I felt NOTHING like this with Austin. Not that kind of pain. It was intense.
They called for someone to come look at my epidural again.
I was feeling so defeated. I was so scared the epidural wasn’t going to work the whole time and I would have these hard contractions all day long. I figured at this point it had only been an hour or so since they last checked and I was probably only at 5 centimeters max.
The pain was feeling more centralized at this point. Not just the left side. The nurse kept asking if I felt pressure but I didn’t.
Another anesthesiologist came in and sat down with me. I hardly remember what she looks like because my eyes were clenched shut because of the pain. She was really nice though. She sent Nick to go get some lunch and talked me through contractions.
When Nick got back she said she was going to order another epidural because I shouldn’t be in that much pain. She asked that the nurse check me once more though.
I will never forget the relief when the nurse said … “She’s right there!!! I can feel her head! Sweetie your a 10 right now we need to call your doctor!”
I was so relived I laugh-cried. All that pain was her transitioning.
At 2:55 after pushing through 4 contractions, with the help of Nick and our amazing doctor and nurses (and the student nurses I said could stay in the room who were probably totally freaked out) we had our little girl.
I can’t believe I felt all of it. It was amazing though. I was always so worried about feeling the pain of pushing, but strangely that goes away. The contractions even go away a little. You feel them but only as a cue to start pushing if that makes sense.
Lilly weighed 8lbs, 8oz and was 21 inches long. The doctor was so surprised at how big she was. I am glad we didn’t wait any longer and went ahead with the induction.
I had some after birth pains but because I knew they would be coming this time I was able to managing them with pain meds right away.
Welcome to the family Lilly. We love you so much!