The contractions stayed about the same, with some contractions being a little more intense, but never really progressing. After we put Briggs down for a nap, we had our neighbor come over and watch the kids while we went to the hospital to get things checked out.
It was a CRAZY day at the hospital. Every room was full, so we were thrown into a triage room with other women. We never even saw an actual Dr. because it was so crazy. They put me on the monitor, watched the contractions(many of which were pretty intense, even on monitor), but said they same things about them that I had, that they weren't really progressing. So we went home and waited to see if they would intensify.
I went to Young Women's that night, timing contractions along the way. No change.
Went to bed, woke up a couple of times, but contractions were pretty much the same. Went for my walk Wednesday morning, amid lots more contractions. Wednesday all day they were the same, but I told Jared to go to work, and let him know if anything changed. My mom came to hang out with the kids and I, in case I needed to go in.
The kids spent the night at Jared's parents house on Wednesday night, so Jared and I went for a long walk.
I went for another walk early Thursday morning like normal, except I took Molly with me. She helped me make the walk a little more intense and bumpy. Contractions continued, 6 minutes apart while sitting, 3 minutes apart while walking. It was very weird. They were not painful contractions, every once in a while they would make me catch my breath, but they were pretty much slow, steady and calm.
It finally dawned on me that this was a little like my labor with Briggs, and it turned out that Briggs had been posterior. So once I put that together, it at least made sense. I also knew it might not happen completely on its own.
So we took our time getting ready and went the hospital. We stopped to visit Jared's grandpa who had been at the hospital for 2 weeks. He was having a rough morning, so we ended up staying there for a couple of hours before heading into labor and delivery.
The nurse checked me and I was a 4, contractions were steady but still not doing much. She asked me what I wanted to do, and I told her my theory about being posterior, and that I go REALLY fast once I do go, and that the other kids were situated at Grandma's, so I was good with going ahead and having this baby! She checked with the Dr. and he came in and agreed that we were ready to have this baby.
They admitted me and we began the process. Lots of paperwork and prep. They did an ultrasound and he was posterior. They started me on pitocin and the contractions started to move closer together and pick up in intensity. The Dr. wanted to break my water, but I told him once they broke my water, they would literally just catch my baby, and I wanted to have my epidural in place first.
When the anesthesiologist came, I was a 6. He needed to know where my pain was on a scale of 1-10 with 10 being the highest. I said it was a 2, and he gave me a hard time about even doing an epidural.
The epidural went well, and then it was time for shift change at 5pm. Our good friend Randee was my nurse then- so nice to have someone we knew! She and the Dr. broke my water around 5:45.
Anderson still hadn't flipped, so she reminded me the technique of rolling on one side for a few minutes and then the other until he flipped.
Once he flipped, I was a 10 and ready to have him. I tried to wait patiently for the Dr. to come in, but he almost didn't make it. In one contraction(2 pushes), he was here at 6:45pm!
Jared was happy to announce it was a boy since he had been telling me that for 9 months. :)
He was 7 lbs., 2 oz. and 20 in. long. Our smallest baby. But his hands and feet are HUGE. He was given a 9 on the APGAR, which they rarely give. He started nursing right away and hasn't slowed down since!
He is such a sweetheart and so patient with us and especially with the kids. We are loving having him here!
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