After a whirlwind past few days, I can finally say that our son, baby Atlas Isaac, is here.
If you’re wondering about the the details of how it all went, here it goes.
We got to the hospital at 8pm after calling and them telling us when to arrive. They did not have any beds available, so we ended up sitting in the waiting room until just about midnight.
We finally got to our room and they started an IV and fluids and drew labs. I was having contractions on my own, so they wanted to watch and see what my body would do first before they did anything.
At 1:50am, they started pitocin (the medicine to start contractions) on a low dose.
At 3:30 am my blood pressure kept bottoming out at like 70/40 so the nurse kept running in to make sure I was okay and to try to raise it. I didn’t feel sick at all, so I’m guessing that’s somewhat normal for me?
I basically did not sleep at ALL this night, and was nervous about going into this whole thing as exhausted as I already was.
My mom got to the hospital around 7:45am and was really glad I didn’t have him overnight.
At 7:55am my doctor came in and broke my water. I was still 4-5cm dilated. She made a joke when she was leaving that she expects this baby to be born before lunchtime. I was halfway kind of expecting that to be true, but it also still felt soo far away.
The pain hadn’t been too horrible up until this point, but it quickly escalated.
Around 9am, the pain got really intense and really bad, and I didn’t know how much longer I could really keep going at that level.
At 9:50am, I got my epidural. And even though I knew it would only work on one side because of my scoliosis, half pain relief was way better than none. The anesthesiologist was super nice and she seemed really determined to get the epidural to work on my left side too, but it never did. Honestly, I felt better enough that I didn’t care. It took the edge off enough.
At 10:10am – I told my nurse that I was starting to feel him get lower and was feeling a little bit of pressure. She checked me and I was 7cm dilated, 90% effaced and his head was super low
At 10:50am the pain was pretty bad, he had dropped even lower, and the nurse checked me again. I was at 10cm, and we were ready for baby.
She called my doctor, who knows me well enough to know that she needed to get there immediately. She was there less than 10 minutes later and barely even had time to get her scrubs and stuff on.
Her and the nurse were joking about how it’s a good thing that the nurse didn’t move me at all or put my legs up, because the baby would not have waited. At this point, it’s kind of a well known fact that my labors are extremely fast, like, in a scary way, and it’s kind of an urgent situation when we get to that point.
At 11:02am, with literally no pushing at all, the doctor just guided him out, Atlas Isaac was born.
He’s 7lbs 7oz and 20 1/4 inches long. He had a true knot in him umbilical cord, and the doctor was definitely concerned about that, but he has been doing great.
So, we’re exhausted but doing well. Hoping to go home today, but I’m starting to doubt that will happen.
We’re just glad he’s here.