Tuesday March 12th:
2:30pm I wrote on Uncle I's facebook page apologizing that he wouldn't get to share his birthday with his newest nephew.
3:00is: Realized that after a bit of sitting was still not feeling Baby Boy move very much. He moved, but I had to really prod him, so I decided to call the Triage nurse to reassure myself that this was normal due to lack of room, etc. I mean, he was still moving! He was a VERY active baby my whole pregnancy and now he was back to normal for my pregnancy with Hagen! (Hagen didn't move nearly as much my entire pregnancy with him). The nurse did not tell me what I wanted to hear and instead suggested I head to Labor and Delivery just to be on the safe side. She said decreased movement is worth a shot to be monitored. I called The Mr. and told him the news and he wasn't getting out of class until 4:30, so I thought I'd get ready slowly, and let Hagen finish his nap. I called my mom just to be near her phone in case I was told something. Called a friend to call off our walk. In the process of getting ready, I got to thinking that I should pack a bag in case of a worst case scenario (which in my mind there was only 2 outcomes, I was being paranoid and I'd come right back home or there was something serious and would have to have an emergency c-section) But I'm always the person to think of the worst and figured it would be nothing and that if I packed my bag it would be nothing to make a fool of me! So I called a friend to see if she could come over and help me go over a list in my head so I wasn't forgetting anything and help with Hagen. I got my bags packed and all loaded up and Hagen and I drove to the hospital.
4:30, we met The Mr. in the parking lot and we walked into Labor and Delivery together. I got checked in and filled out some paperwork, joking with the receptionist that I was probably a paranoid mother and we both agreed it was probably nothing but better safe than sorry! Keeps them on their feet! HAHA!!
I got in and got hooked up to the monitors. The INSTANT the put the monitor on Baby Boy, he kicked a normal kick and started resuming his normal crazy movement! HAHA! I felt so embarrassed! I continued apologizing to the nurse for making a big fuss and they were just going to laugh and say, another paranoid new mother... They wanted to keep the monitors on me for 20-30 minutes just to make sure everything really was ok!
During this time, The Mr. and Hagen were kept busy by walking up and down the halls, outside and playing on the elevators! The nurse came in after a bit and told me they were going to put an IV in. I thought this was odd and while texting the friend who was supposed to go on a walk with me, told her this and she thought it was normal, even though I wasn't convinced with her comforting words! From here to the next couple of hours I'm not confident in times as it was kind of very fast paced!!
5:00is: A tech came in and attempted to put an IV in and my vein rolled so she had to start over. Another tech came in instead and before he started the actual doctor came in and said "we're having a baby!" I was shocked!! (To say the least) I just assumed since he was moving again that I was going home and waiting some more for baby. After some explanation we found out that his heartbeat was decreasing with my contractions. I had started to get a few contractions while hooked up, but they still weren't hurting so I didn't consider them a contraction. Just figured they were Braxton hicks contractions! She felt it was in the very best interest of the baby to induce labor and get him out sooner rather than later. She started going over all the risks and legal paperwork with me and I was STILL so in shock that this was all happening! At this point when they're talking about c-section and blood transfusions and other scary stuff, The Mr. walks back into the room with Hagen. Talk about a scare for him! He finally got filled in, I put my clothes "on" (over all the monitors it was difficult) and we walked to our delivery room. I had The Mr. try calling my mom in this time frame to fill her in to see if she could change flights and get there for delivery! (She was NOT able to make it until after Henry was about 14 hours old)
In the room I had a quick ultrasound to make sure baby's head was down, and then was checked. I was only 1.5 cm dilated (though she was nice and said I'll give you the .5... the intern said I was only 1cm, and I was sad because a week before at my doctor appointment I was 2cm, so I think the doctor felt bad and gave me the .5 for my mental state! HAHA! She then talked with me about all of my options with induction. She asked me what I was thinking. I was upfront and honest and told her I really don't want to be induced, but will do what needs to be done to keep the baby safe. She said she would always tell me what she was going to do, why she felt like she needed to do it and ask my permission first. If I ever told her no, she said she'd find another way. That alone comforted me to know I was in control as the mother of my child. So we got started! Lots of questions, especially with being asked multiple questions about students being in the room (it is a teaching hospital and you can opt in our out but I felt I would be a good candidate for students since I knew they need to learn and I am a patient person... From there on out I was always checked by a student first, then the doctor. The doctor actually delivered Henry, but to be honest I didn't really even notice extra people in the room because they made the environment perfect for what I needed to be in the moment with my body, my baby and The Mr's. support), the anesthesiologist came in to ask what I wanted. I told him I would not be needing his services because I didn't like using them with Hagen since my left leg stayed numb for so long after delivery AND it didn't really work. He was wonderful and told me he wanted to do whatever he needed to support me during labor and delivery and if that meant I didn't see him again, that was wonderful.
From start to finish, it was under 9 hours. I was making plans to go on hikes, and choir practice, and the zoo. But there were other plans. Plans to bring Henry into our family! 2 months later, I still can't believe I am so lucky! Hagen is such a good big brother. Henry is such a smily, easy going baby. (Except today, he got his shots and poor guy has a fever and is obviously not feeling awesome). Although not a lot is perfect in our lives, having these 2 boys feels pretty darn perfect!