Finally Rosie is here!!!! We are proud to announce the birth of our little princess. Weighing 7lbs 15oz and 19.7 inches, Rosie was born at the end of the day on the first of May. We are over the moon in love with our little girl. I cannot believe that I am a mother, I have a child. And she is so so perfect.
I had a rough time with labor.. this next part may get a bit long as I am going to try and tell my labor and delivery story.
I began having contractions on Saturday after losing my mucus plug. They continued all night, and on Sunday morning, we decided to go into the hospital to get checked out, as I was bleeding. At the hospital they checked me and said I was beginning to open up but it wasn’t anything remotely close to active labor so I should go home.
After going home, the contractions got considerably worse, but they were still bearable, so we decided to go for a walk in the park for a couple of hours. At the end of this walk, they were almost unbearable and repeating every 5-8 minutes. We went home, I had a bath and they just got worse. I was crying through every one. So at midnight we ended up going back to the hospital, thinking that this was it, there was no way that I wasn’t about to give birth, right?
Well.. not so right. The doctor on call checked my cervix to find that I was only opened to 2cm. Although the monitor was showing contractions every few minutes, she told me that they weren’t regular enough and that she didn’t believe I was in “real” labor, that it was most likely just prodromal labor (“fake” labor) and would stop soon. I was really upset at that point because the contractions were 5 minutes apart and really really painful.
After going home, I was determined to withstand the contractions as long as possible and not to go back to the hospital until they were unbearable. This lasted 12 hours. 12 hours, with no sleep whatsoever, and the most tremendously horrible pain that I can’t even describe. I was shaking and crying through most of these, holding onto my husbands hand while sitting in the bath. I’m surprised his hand wasn’t blue, it was that horribly painful.
When we got back to the hospital I was having contractions every 4 minutes and I couldn’t speak through any of them. I was shaking and crying and blacking out from the pain. The doctor checked me and basically told me to go back home because my cervix was only 2cm dilated and no change had happened since 12 hours earlier. I was absolutely devastated.
Luckily, my OB finally came to the hospital (he doesn’t work weekends), and when he looked at me, he said that he would definitely not let me go home. I was exhausted from not sleeping, so he suggested that they give me some drugs to make me sleep. He said that once I was rested he believed that the labor would start to progress more..
The drugs didn’t do anything. I didn’t go to sleep. I tried to walk through all the contractions, which were at that point slightly better than before. 4 hours later, my OB checked me to find that I had finally progressed to 4cm, so he said I was able to get an epidural to relieve some of the pain, and perhaps I could sleep a bit. Originally I didn’t want an epidural or any pain medication apart from oxygen.. but at this point it had been over 2 days with horrible pains.
They gave me the epidural, which was an experience of itself, and then the doctor broke my water to try to make the labor progress. After an hour, he checked my cervix to find no changes again. So they started pitocin which was really meant to speed things up. After an hour, I had dilated only 1 extra cm. So they tried another IV bag of pitocin, and after an hour they found that there was no change again. I was so exhausted and tired. Nothing was working. The doctor told me that it was coming up to the point where I would probably pass out so he strongly suggested a C section.
The anesthesiologist came into the surgery room after I had layed down on the operating table and asked me how I liked the epidural. For some reason I found that question terribly funny. He administered some higher dosage of the epidural which numbed my whole body. My husband was sitting next to my head holding my hand and talking about something. I remember feeling some tugging and pulling, and about 3 minutes later crying from my little baby girl. They took her for a few minutes and then suddenly my husband appeared next to me holding her next to my head. She was suckling on my nose for the next 40 minutes while they stiched me up. It was such a surreal experience!
Later on, the doctor told me the problem – why the labor stalled and stopped progressing. Little Rosie was tangled up in her umbilical cord, with it wrapped around her neck a few times. With every contraction she went down into the birth canal, but between contractions she shot back up into my uterus towards the placenta, which was very high up (almost under my ribs). So basically she had been bungee jumping for the past 40+ hours.
Luckily she was completely fine, scoring an 8, 9 then 10 on the APGAR straight after she was born. My perfect little sweetheart. I’m so in love with this little angel. The c section was awful as was most of the whole labor experience, but I would go through it again multiple times just to have her in my arms.
We stayed at the hospital until Friday and when Rosie and I finally came home we found that her daddy had bought us 101 pink roses!! It was such a nice surprise..
Every day since she was born I’ve been posting Rosie’s outfits on instagram! So check that out when you have the time!