i was pretty nervous about labor and delivery this time around. like, really nervous. things had happened so quickly with tucker that i think the shock factor took off some of the edge. that and the fact he was early and pretty tiny. i didn't get to have drugs with tucker because things had happened so fast. i was afraid that the same thing would happen to me this time.
it happened even FASTER this time.
here is the crazy birth story ...
it was a nice weekend here. however, i was feeling weird. on saturday, i tried taking it easy. i was semi-successful at doing that. on sunday, the party started.
on sunday morning, matt and his dad were working on spreading some class five along side our garage so we could bring in our camper and park it there. tucker was in and out, playing in the sandbox and riding bikes while i wondered why in the hell i was feeling such crazy CONTRACTIONS. were they braxton hicks? were they the real deal? i couldn't really time them they were so all over the place. this started around 10AM. i kind of started to freak just a little bit. was this it? no, it couldn't be. matt was about to head to finland and i told him he better hurry his ass up or not go because i was having these contractions. so, he stopped at church and had his mom stop up here after church so someone would be here in case shit hit the fan. or in this case water hit the floor. :) his mom showed up and i called the birthing center to tell them what was going on. they suggested that i lay down and see how they change and if they become more regular or not. she said often you can stop early labor by doing this ... but you also get to see how serious your body is about going into labor. well, i laid down and they got further apart and eventually kind of went away. i still felt funny though. i was paying close attention when going to the bathroom as well (sorry if that is TMI - but i was looking for all the signs i could).
i watched the movie 'lovely bones'. matt made spaghetti for dinner. i read tucker his bedtime story and tucked him in. he asked what day it was in the morning. i told him it was monday. he said, 'then what?' and i said, 'tuseday, wednesday, thursday, friday. why buddy?' he said, 'is wednesday becky day (becky is our daycare provider)?' i told him that it was, but that he probably was going to be a big brother really soon and then we would have lots of mommy + tucker + levi days. little did i know, they would start as soon as he woke up the next day.
matt and i went to bed at about 10PM. i told him i would wake him up if anything crazy started happening. i just wanted to get through the night without going in. this wouldn't happen.
at 1114PM something woke me up. it was a contraction. and it hurt. i grabbed my cell phone and looked at the time. i laid there, wondering if another one would come. and it did. at 1119PM. another at 1125PM. that's when i woke matt up and told him it was time. we called matt's parents to come in and watch tucker. they live about 15 minutes away so we had to give them time to get to our house. then, i called the birthing center and told them i was having contractions about 5-7 minutes apart and we would be coming down. in the next five minutes, matt called his friend larry to come stay at the house with tucker so we could leave as we had an hour + drive ahead of us. larry arrived a few minutes later, our truck was packed and we took off.
we left our driveway at midnight.
i had my first contraction in the truck at 1204AM. then, i had them EVERY. TWO. MINUTES. for the entire ride to duluth. mind you, we finally had gotten a good thunderstorm and it was raining and hailing in some parts of the ride that we could not SEE the road. so, matt slowed down to like 60mph in those parts. YEAH. if the contractions weren't going to kill me, hydroplaning might have. it was a freaking crazy night of weather. but back to the contractions. i was having some SERIOUS back pain with these contractions. i hadn't experienced that before. let me tell you, i would have given myself an epidural in the truck if i could have. i was FRICKEN miserable. i was trying to breathe through them and all i wanted to do was rip the seatbelt out of the side of the truck. there was no relief. i was seriously afraid my water was going to break in our truck.
i called the birthing center when we got into duluth and told them i would not be able to come up. they told me to go to the ER entrance and they would bring me up. well, we pulled up to the ER entrance at 1255AM and the fricken lady working there was USELESS as TITS ON A BULL. this statement came out of her mouth: 'well, i called the birthing center and nobody answered'. whatever lady. get my ass to the 6th floor! after she had my mom and matt put on their 'visitor pass', a security guard arrived and led us up to the 6th floor.
when the elevator doors clanked open on the 6th floor ... they were expecting me. they led me right to the room and said that things must have sped up since i had called. OH YEAH, you could say that. i told them contractions were every two minutes apart and they were PAINFUL. as in the MOST PAIN I HAVE EVER FELT IN MY LIFE. i managed to switch into the gown and crawl into the bed. the party was about to really heat up.
i told the nurse i wanted drugs. she told me she would check my cervix to see how far i had progressed. wouldn't you know it ... i WAS DILATED TO 8. that's right folks ... EIGHT. she said, 'i think you know you've missed your window honey.' yeah, I KNOW. and then another contraction hit and i felt like there was no possible way i was going to be able to do this. it was the same thing i had done and lived through, but it felt SO much worse at that point in time.
i asked who the doctor on call was and was happy to hear it was a doctor i liked (even though it wasn't my actual doctor). i asked how far away she lived and they told me not far. GOOD. the contractions kept coming. some family practice intern was in there and was bringing in the ultrasound to see if the baby's head was down. GIRL, IT IS DOWN! WAY DOWN! when she introduced herself as an intern i immediately lost color in my face because i had a whack job intern when i delivered tucker. matt even told me later he seen the look of horror on my face when she came in. yeah. so, her ultrasound didn't happen because i was telling them that i couldn't wait to push any longer. i HAD to push. i remember asking why my water hadn't broke yet. they told me it would. about two minutes after they told me that, i pushed and broke my water. it was oh, about 120AM that this happened. i was a little bit scared this little guy was going to be delivered by the crazy intern. two minutes later, the doctor arrived. THANK GOD i thought.
it was finally TIME.
the bed was broke down. everyone was in position. i started taking advantage of my contractions. and holysweetmother did i FEEL every single push. my doctor was not letting me wimp out though ... she told me to turn any screams or moans of pain into a push. at one point she told me i had to get him out on the next push or we were going downstairs for a c-section. his heartbeat was in the 50's and he needed to get out NOW. so, i stopped DINKING around and got to business. it took me six more pushes and ...
... levi owen cook was born. it was 145AM.
and for a few minutes, all the pain i felt and was feeling disappeared. my baby was here. his little cries were music to my ears. i got to kiss him and they took him away to get his stats and get cleaned up.
he was 7 pounds, 15.8 ounces. 20.3 inches long. and perfect.
so, pretty nuts that i had him less than an hour after arriving at the hospital. i told matt that i think we're done having kids unless he agrees to move into the hospital for another pregnancy. there's no way i'd ever make it if there was a next time. ha!
the next day we learned that levi had a fractured clavicle. they don't treat it, other than to just let it heal on its own. the pediatrician said it would take 2 - 4 weeks. he doesn't seem to be in much pain from it though which is very good.
i have a ton of other things to tell you about the past week, but i'll save them for other posts. this one is already pretty long. but to reward you for getting to the end ... here is a picture of my little guy napping at the hospital.