Going to weekly exams at the end, Dr Grounds thought for sure it was any day. Well any day came and went and it was a new day. She decided that since we were so close to Christmas, she can get me in the day after my expected due day. But there was a wait list. So up until they called me December 18th at 5am, I didnt think he was ever going to come out. I was so not ready for this....so not!
We get pulled into the delivery room at Shawnee Mission and Dr Grounds determines I am at 4 cm and she is going to break my water and that should help. This was at 7:45 am. At 8:45am I had not made any change. So it was time to start the Pitocin. Every hour they would increase the does. I sat there and chatted with the nurses and watched some tv and just relaxed......this birthing baby business is nothing. Why do they always make it out like you are being ripped from top to bottom.....ahahahahahaha.....
So after hours of getting pitocin, I started to feel more and more contractions. So this is what they feel like....puhlease! Then oh at about 530ish, she increased the petocin again and told me to let her know when I was ready form my epidural. I told the nurse I was fine and no problems. This is super easy......
And then an hour after that.....SOME ONE KILL ME! The increase of pitocin all day has eventually caught up and I started having more and more painful contractions then they started piggy backing each other. So just as I was coming down from one....here comes another. I could not hit the button fast enough to tell her I wanted my epi. The nurse asked if it was ok if it was an intern that gave it to me. No problem...everyone's got to learn sometime.....
So this is my fav pregnancy story. Here I sit on the edge of the bed. Shane on one side and the nurse on the other. Contractions are back to back. I am barely getting off one before the other one is already starting. I am bent over. Shane is looking the other direction because he didnt want to see a needle go in my back. The intern is ready to put in the small needle to deaden the area. I get a couple of contractions as she inserts the needle. Knowing that there is a needle close to my spine, all I say is owowowow......if that little intern chickie did not pipe up and say please no dramatics. I look at Shane and he is looking the complete opposite direction in his own little world. This chick should be glad she had a needle in my back. After that it was bliss.
At about 7:45pm I was in full blown labor....did I know not really...I love epis. After an hour of pushing I got to meet my son.
Riley Alan Johnson was born December 18th, 2007. 8:45pm. 21inches 8lbs 7oz.
HE WAS THE MOST BEAUTIFUL THING I HAVE EVER SEEN...up to that point. I then looked at my husband...and at that moment I saw a side of him I never had before. The look in his eyes looking down at our son was amazing. I feel in love with him again at that moment. Not only my husband but now the father of my child!
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