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|Tue, 01-29-2013 - 7:23pm|
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I woke up at about 2am with mild contractions. They were different from the ones I had been experiencing over the previous days, so I got out of bed and started timing them. I still hadn't put the hospital's number into my phone, so I was standing at the bookshelf digging through my baby information at about 3:30am when I felt a small gush. It was only a little bit of fluid and I knew only 10% of ladies experience their water breaking, so I wasn't convinced that it was my water breaking. Suddenly I went from feeling quite calm to being very nervous! I called the hospital and they said there's no way to know for sure if my water had broken without them testing and that I should go in sometime around 6am. The contractions slowed for a while so I went back to bed to try to get some rest (it didn't work!). The contractions started again and I had a little more leaking of fluids, but nothing to convince me it was my water broken. By 5am, the contractions were slighly more painful, so I got in the shower and started getting things together to go to the hospital. Not feeling a huge sense of urgency, we ended up getting to the hospital around 8am. They strapped on the monitors and tested the fluid, and it was indeed amniotoc fluid. I knew then I'd be admitted and was told I'd have a baby that day.
The doctor got to the hospital around noon and finished breaking my water (it must've broken up high, so that's why it was only leaking small amounts). I was progressing fairly slowly still, so they started a low dose of pitocin. The contractions got extremely uncomfortable after a while and I asked for the epidural. It was magical. I could feel when I was having contractions, but had no more pain (thank the lord!). I ended up starting to push sometime after 6pm. Baby's heart rate kept dropping during the contractions so they put me on oxygin but they were still getting concerned about the dipping of the rate. He was almost out but didn't want to make his way into the world. A nurse had brought in a consent for a c-section, so I knew the situation was getting more serious. When doc asked if we were ok with a small cut and the suction, we agreed in order to avoid a section. 2-3 contractions later, our little boy was born!
Asher Arlen was born at 7:32pm on January 8. He weighed 6lbs 8oz and was 19" long. He was healthy and perfect. I love seeing DH as a daddy and I've teared up several times just from looking into little Asher's sweet face. He's absolutely amazing.