They began pumping me full of magnesium so that I didn't start having seizures, they stuck some sort of pill on my cervix to get the process started, and my amazing nurse began the long battle of keeping the monitor on Miss Scarlett as she got nonstop hiccups and played hide and seek.
They told me to be ready for a long process since I wasn't progressing and my parents, who immediately dropped what they were doing and started the drive to be there for the birth, were told they had plenty of time to get there.
My husband, sister in law, and her girl friend were staked out in my room enjoying pizza as I munched on popsicles and ice chips (sneaking me a small bite to satisfy my need for real food).
Then they left, being told that it would probably be at least 10 am before anything happened and I settled in for a night on fighting fetal monitors and dealing with a terrible migraine.
Thankfully my husband didn't listen and came back to the hospital before midnight because around 230 am the doctors decided to break my water and my labor (and pain) went from 0-6 in a matter of minutes.
And here is where another one of my perfect pregnancy dreams almost went away. I had already lost out on my completely natural birth just by having to be induced, I had gained a total of 45 pounds, and now i was giving in and asking for an epidural because I was afraid the pain would cause me to stress out too much and would have horrible consequences.
I requested an epidural and about 45 minutes later they were in and prepping for the procedure. That is when Baby Bug decided to stop her heart almost completely, causing the nurses to flip me on my side and start putting in orders for a c-section.
At around 315 am I screamed that I needed to push and after realizing that I knew what I was saying, the nurse told me to hold back from pushing because the baby was coming too fast, there wasn't a doctor around, and things needed to slow down.
That is when my pain level of 6 shot up to a 12 and everything goes into fast forward. I screamed, my body did things that I didn't realize it could do, my husband experienced things that I love him for moving past, and I successfully completed the most difficult task that a human body can complete, without any pain medication.
And my beautiful, perfect, healthy 4 pounds 3 ounce baby girl was born. Her cord was wrapped around her neck 3 times, but once it was removed she let out the most amazing cry for the first time.
Her Daddy cut het cord, they laid her on my chest, and then they ripped her from me (or at least that is how it felt) to take her to the NICU for tests and observation.
That is when the longest 24 hours of my life began.
When you are on magnesium, you are a fall risk. And because of this, you are stuck in your bed, on clear liquids only, for 24 hours after you give birth. This also means that you can't visit your baby in the NICU because there isn't enough room for a wheel chair.
So I depended on my husband, parents (who left their hotel room at like 4 am to get to us), and my sister in law to show me pictures of my beautiful new baby. And I had to trust that the nurses were giving her enough love.
I also struggled with the fact that I couldn't nurse my sweet baby. And the pump was frustrating.
But 24 hours, 1 busted iv (complete with blood puddle on the floor), and a nurses approval later, Daniel was pushing me down to officially me my precious baby girl.
Meeting our baby girl for the first time and being in awe of how tiny she was.
I was instantly in love and thought that there was no way that I would be anything but beyond happy from that moment on.
Little did I know....
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