She was born on Friday December 21st (yes, Doomsday!) at 1:32pm. I was 40w6d. She weighed 8lbs, 4ozs and was 21.5" long. I went in on Wednesday December 19th to get induced. We started with a Foley bulb and after 5 painful tries, we stopped trying. We then moved to cervidil at 10pm on Wednesday. We went to sleep and at 6am on Thursday, I felt trickles of something down there. Called the nurse, yep, my water broke. I was just under 2cm so we started pitocin.
The rest of Thursday was spent walking the halls, being checked, and being disappointed. By Thursday night, I was barely 3cm (but was 90% effaced and at zero station). Ari's heartbeat also kept dropping a little below baseline at times and the doctor didn't love it. So I would turn from side to side. The contractions got so intense, we started the epidural around 9pm on Thursday night. HEAVEN!!!! I slept like a log, except for the nurses coming in every 90 minutes to do something. Sometime during the night, they decided to put in the internal monitor that goes into babies head (cue the tears on this one!) At one time I counted 7 things attached to me (blood pressure cuff, finger heartbeat thing, oxygen mask, IV, epidural, catheter, and internal baby heart monitor)
Around 5am on Friday, I was checked and somehow I was at 9.5cm with a little lip on the right side. Ari's head was turned, her eyes were facing my inner right thigh. So they had me turn very far on my right side to see if she would put pressure on that thin lip that was left and to see if she would turn her head. About an hour or so later, I was 10cm but she was still turned (she was still +1 station) so we had some time left. I turned on my right side for an hour or so to get her to turn. Still no luck. So we decided to push to see what would happen.
2.5 hours later, no baby yet, she was +2 station and her head was starting to swell. We got nervous and started talking c-section. I wasn't tired from pushing, but I wanted her safe and out. So at 1:05pm, they stated prepping me for a c/s. It went fast but in my head it was the slowest process in my life. I just wanted to hear that cry.
At 1:32pm, we heard that cry. Best moment of my life!
We had to stay till Monday night. We were almost was in the hospital till Tuesday, Christmas, because Ari had a little jaundice. But her jaundice numbers and weight were good by 8pm on Monday and we high tailed it out of there!
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