August 9th, 2010 was a very memorable day. One I will never forget.
Our first child and daughter was born into this world.
Around my 34 week appointment, I asked the doctor what the likelihood of me having this baby on August 9th, 2010 was. He said, well as long as you are 11 days till your due date I can induce you.
I won't go more than 11 days.
He said that if I wanted this date, I would need to schedule it right away because it would be a very popular date.
So, I did.
Not thinking that I would really go through with it, but in the back of my mind I did want her to be born that day. At my 36 week appointment my doctor checked me and I was 80% effaced, but not dilated at all. He said effacing is very subjective.
I told him I wasn't sure about the 9th of August yet, but that I wanted to wait until my next appointment to see what progress I had made.
My 38 week appointment rolled around and still nothing. Dr. Stadler told me that most likely I would go over my due date and they would probably have to induce me.
He said that with the many deliveries he has done, the women who don't show much progress usually go over or have to be induced anyway. I thought that if I had to be induced, might as well do it now instead of wait till I was a few days overdue and uncomfortable.
Cason and I both had a hard time with the decision for fear that something might happen, or that I would end up having a c-section.
On Sunday, August 8th, 2010 around 9am Cason and I went to the hospital. They did a few tests and checked the baby.
They put a foley balloon catheter into my cervix to help me start dilating.
They sent me home and told us to come back Monday morning around 7am. We went home and just laid around all Sunday.
I was in so much pain.
I would have to say it was more painful than labor!
I was having consistent contractions from the catheter, and my body was getting ready for labor.
We gathered our belongings for the next day and then went to pick my mom up from the airport that night.
The next morning, after a long sleepless night, we went in and got all situated.
(me the morning of the delivery. 38 weeks 3 days.)
They hooked me up to the machines to monitor the baby and started things.
Dr. Stadler came in around 8:15am and broke my water and took the catheter out. It felt so good to have that thing out!
I was already dilated to a 5!
They hooked me up to the IV and started the pitocin.
The morning was a long one of sucking Jolly Ranchers, chatting with Cason, my mom, and Beth and watching hours of TV with a few naps here and there.
My contractions started getting worse around noon and I was dilated to a 6. So I asked for the epidural.
The epidural is what I was the most worried about.
I had read a blog, some time back, and the mother was paralyzed from it. To this day I can't find that blog, but I was worried.
I have to say, that should have been the least of my worries! It was nothing!
I felt nothing!
He did such a great job. Immediately my left leg went limp. I couldn't even move it.
My right leg was numb but I could still move it. It felt so strange.
From then on we just hung out, chatted with the nurse, and waited and waited.
My sweet nurse Tina.
Around 6:30pm the nurse came in and said that I was dilated to a 9.5!
She let the doctor know and he came in around 7pm.
They got everything ready and things began. During the pushing process we had to stop for about 20 minutes to let some of the numbness wear off. I could feel some of the pain! But it wasn't as bad as the Sunday before.
at 8:02 pm Millie girl was born!
I didn't feel the greatest. I had a slight fever and wasn't able to hold my baby for a little while.
I was starving, but tried to eat and would just throw it up.
But finally after a little bit I was able to hold her.
It was quite an amazing thing!
Baby girl getting a bath. Look at all that hair!
We love her!
Millie Marie Green
7lbs 6oz and was 19.5 inches long.
We are loving our baby girl and are so grateful for a healthy delivery and a healthy baby.
What a great story! That sucks about all the pain that Sunday... But it sounds like overall it went smashingly! Oh and how cute do you look right after giving birth?
ReplyDeleteWhat a beautiful story :) I know I've told you a hundred times, but she really is SO SO beautiful! Congratulations!
ReplyDeleteaw so sweet! you are one stinkin cute family! love ya beaut!
ReplyDeleteCongrats! Sounds kind of like my story... I had the lovely little balloon thing too- and it was the worst part! I wasn't expecting that part to be "labor" but, oh, it definitely was! haha
ReplyDeletelove this story - millie is adorrabbble! love her. and seriously Marie you could not look more gorgeous! love ya!
ReplyDeleteI LOVED reading Millie's birth story! And LOVED looking at all the pictures and catching up on your blog since AUGUST! I can't believe she had to have surgery! I know what that's like- Solomon had surgery at 6 months old... and then again at 2 yrs old... SO HARD!!!! I'm so glad she's well. You are SUCH a cute mom, always knew you would be. I'm SO HAPPY FOR YOU! And Michigan, right? WOW! CRAZY! Hope it's all AWESOME and the move with a little baby goes good. Moving with a baby is rough.
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