Wednesday, February 1, 2012

Take Thirteen

I thought today would be a good day to catch up. After all today Lyla Rayne Sanders is 1 month old!!!
Lyla Rayne Sanders 
Born: January 1st, 2012
Time: 8:40pm
Weight: 8lbs 7oz
Height: 20 1/2 inches

For those of you who don't know my labor experience. Here is it. 

This experience was quite different then my first. First I was induced at 8am. I woke up late so all I had to eat was 1 eggo waffle w/ nutella. We arrived a few minutes late but once there I was immediately hooked up and started receiving the highest dose of Pitocin. Nothing happened for forever. I was chilling at 4 centimeter for a goof few hours which didn't hurt. Then I got stuck between 5 and 6 centimeter for 2-3 hours which sucked. So at that moment I caved and asked for a epidermal. I was super scared because of my last experience but the lady convinced me that it would be okay. So I did. This was around 3 or 4 in the afternoon. The epidermal worked for about an hour and soon my contractions started to hurt painfully once again. The lady said I would feel pressure....so I thought okay..this is normal...rright???? WRONG. Pretty much my epidermal stopped working no matter how many times I pushed the button to release more drugs. Thank goodness T was such an amazing husband, coach, partner...he helped me through my breathing exercises and focused on working through the pain. He is amazing! I probably would've died if he wasn't there by my side. I finally asked T to ask our nurse to call back the lady who gave me my epidermal and tell her that is not working. I was at 9 centimeters at this point. Holding at 9 for over an hour. She came back and asked me what my pain level was, 1- 10.... I immediately said 10!!!! No doubt about it. But at this point it was too late to do anything... I hit 10 centimeters and we were gunna start to push! Two pushes later our daughter was born and all was worth it. Afterwards I for sure realized my epidermal did not work because ...I could feel my stitches being done....enough said. Anyways I felt fine up until 9:30pm when all I wanted to do was eat something since I only had ice chips, water and popsicles all day....but no... I ended up getting sick and throwing up. My brother happened to be there, it was super cute, I told  him I needed to throw up and he frantically started looking for a cup or bag, instead he offered his sweater since he couldn't find one..but I laughed and we managed to find a cup.... lol

During Labor:
Seconds after delivery:



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more to come.........