Connor’s birth was one of the most incredible experiences of my life and also one of the most nerve wracking.
This was my second pregnancy and I have to admit I’m very lucky to have easy pregnancies. I’m one of those people who absolutely loves being pregnant! Except for gaining about 25 pounds and feeling the baby move and hiccup I didn’t have any symptoms my whole pregnancy! I could’ve easily been on one the show “I didn’t know I was pregnant”. This was especially helpful since I was also chasing after a very active toddler.
Since this was our second child, we needed a plan as to who was going to watch Logan while we were in the hospital. So we had two options: my mother in law or my sister. They both had travel plans towards the end of my pregnancy and their plans overlapped for two days. Well surely I couldn’t go in labor during those couple of days we didn’t have child care, right? Wrong.
At 36 weeks, I had a regular doctor appointment and everything looked perfect. My doctor checked to see if I was dilated and I was completely closed, not dilated and it wasn’t looking like this baby would be coming out anytime soon. Which was good because we didn’t have childcare for Logan for the next 2 days before my sister got back in town.
The day after my doctor’s appointment was a cooler than normal summer day in Las Vegas. My husband was putting the finishing touches to our nursery and I decided to pack my hospital bag. I was still waiting on the baby’s coming home outfit to get delivered but had most everything else ready. We decided to go to brunch and take Logan to the park to play.
After the park we decided to go and register at the hospital. Little did I know that I would be driving back to the hospital in less than 4 hours.
We went home and I took Logan to play in our backyard. I was sitting on the porch and went I got up, I noticed that my seat was damp. With my first pregnancy my water never broke so I never got to experience that and this just wasn’t the big gush I was expecting. So I started questioning did I pee or was my water leaking? At this stage of pregnancy this was a valid question. I went inside the house and told my husband that maybe, just maybe my water was leaking. Logan went down for a nap and my husband asked if we should go to the hospital.
I was in complete disbelieve that this was my water breaking since I didn’t have any contractions or any indicators of labor. I really didn’t think this was it. But my husband insisted that we go to the hospital. I didn’t think this was a reason to wake up Logan and drag him to the hospital with us since I would probably be just sent home. So I decided to just go by myself to get checked and call him from the hospital with an update.
The hospital was very close 10 minute drive from home and I made it there with no issues. No contractions, no sign of labor. I checked in and told the nurses that I’m sure I’d be sent home but my husband insisted I get checked.
I was led to triage and changed into a hospital gown. Soon after a nurse came in to do a swab to check and see if my water had broken. She was a really sweet nurse (wish I remember her name) and we chatted while she performed the exam. My chatty nurse suddenly turned quiet and I knew instantly that I was staying and having a baby. She confirmed that my water had broken and I was already 3.5 cm dilated. I couldn’t help by burst out in tears because I just wasn’t ready! I was filled with panic because it was too soon and we were supposed to have 4 more weeks to prepare! But babies make their own schedule sometime.
After I calmed down, I called my husband and told him the news that I was admitted and he needed to bring the hospital bag. He called our neighbors who have two boys of their own and they were able to take care of Logan so he could be with me in the hospital. This wasn’t part of our original plan and we were so grateful for their help!
By the time he got to the hospital, I was moved to my own room. I still didn’t feel any pain or contractions but by that point I was 4cm dilated and they offered me the epidural. With my first labor, I absolutely needed my epi! I admire women who go all natural, but I’m all for modern medicine and knew that I wanted the epidural. Figured might as well get it before I start feeling pain.
When I think about it now, I think that was a mistake because as soon as I got the epidural, my progress started to slow down a lot. I was given Pitocin and 24 hours after being admitted to the hospital I was still stuck at 6cm. But at least I was completely pain free and able to nap and watch TV.
When your water breaks you typically want to deliver within 24 hours to avoid infection. So we were definitely pushing that and my nurse mentioned possible csection if I didn’t progress which I’m not going to lie terrified me. With my first, the epidural made me completely numb and I couldn’t feel my lower half at all. But this time around I was actually able to move (probably even walk even though I wasn’t allowed to try) so I reclined my bed and used pillows to get in a squatting position hoping that gravity will help this baby along.
By this point I hadn’t ate since brunch the day before and I was starving. My doctor came in and he allowed me to eat and had a tray of food brought to me. It was just jello and broth but at this point, I would’ve taken anything! My nurse came in and was not very happy that I was eating. She mentioned that the anesthesiologist would be mad if I needed a csection since I was not progressing fast enough. My doctor was quick to shut this down and said as there was no sign of infection we were going to have this baby naturally! I was just so grateful to have him as my doctor and him sticking up for me.
The next time my nurse came to check me she suggested turning off the Pitocin to give my body a break and see if this would help me dilate more. But when she checked, I was all of the sudden at a 9! She called my doctor who was in a delivery with another patient. Within 45 minutes, my doctor came in and I was fully dilated and ready to push! Finally 28 hours after my water broke I was ready to push!
He told me to do a practice push while he got his gloves on and then quickly told me to stop because the baby was coming out too fast. The next push, Connor came out into the world! They placed him right on my chest and I just fell instantly completely in love with this tiny human! I was always a little worried during my pregnancy that I wouldn’t be able to love anyone as much as my first child, but all worries went away as soon as I held him! I was so smitten and never wanted to let him go! For being 4 weeks early he was a healthy baby at 6 pounds 13 ounces. He did develop jaundice and we had to stay at the hospital an extra day to get a biliblanket but besides that, he was perfect!
When I think back to his birth the one word that comes to mind to describe it is beautiful. His arrival may have been completely unexpected and out of the blue, filled with some stress and anxiety but I was very lucky that it was completely pain free and the pushing was easy and quick. Getting to hold him for the first time made everything so worth it! Connor continues to be my wild card child and he often makes his own rules, but he was the perfect addition to our family and I couldn’t be more in love with that little boy!
To read about how I found out I was pregnant with Connor check this out: Expecting Baby #2