I still had NOT done a thing in regards to dilating or effacement...so the doctor was going to keep me on pit all night and then up it in the morning. The doctor was worried that once I started I would go super fast.
I also got a blessing. I was not scared about what lay ahead--I just felt so unprepared and lost (and worried about the baby). As many of you are well aware...hospitals are NOT the place to get good rest. I did get some sleep however. The pit was not doing much. The only problem we had for a majority of labor was finding Rhett's heart beat. That little stink had a hiding place in me that 4 nurses could never find (until they place and internal monitor in me when they broke my water). So I always had to be on my side in the most uncomfortable of positions for them to keep him monitored...and because of the circumstances he could not go unmonitored. Not to mention the blood pressure cuff and blood draws, and pit bag refills, and the IV in my arm and the fluids being pumped into me. I was a human balloon by morning.
They upped the pit every hour or so and had it pretty high with not much progress...slight, BUT NOT happening. I mentioned that I would progress if my water was broke.
SO at 11:30/12:00pm the doctor came on his lunch break and broke my water--where only a bit came out, but i did have some, (I HATE breaking water, that is one of the most painful experiences especially when you are not dilated) and to place an internal monitor in my uterus and on the baby. Afterwards, I felt violated (for lack of a better word). I began bleeding and the contractions began.
After about an hour the contractions were going pretty good, but I was breathing through them-- and they encouraged me that if I wanted a epidural I probably should get one soon. Although I could have kept on through them I DID NOT want to go through all of labor without an epidural.
The epidural was no longer working about an hour in. There was a pain in my bone that was excruciating. I asked the nurse to check me and told her I was experiencing extreme pain every contraction down there and serious pressure. I was at a 6 when she checked and thought about ordering a bolus shot of the epidural...but a few minutes later I was at a 9 and she called the doctor. He was there within 15 minutes and the pain had gone from bad to worse. I could not breathe during contractions and I thought that maybe my pubis synthesis was splitting as it had during Dacie's delivery. I was worried, cold sweat and shaking. The doctor told me to give a quick push, and I was scared!! I did not want to hurt myself like I had with Dacie and not be able to walk.So I gave a half hearted push and out he came...the Doctor said "whoa!" they were not quite ready--and then I understood why I was hurting so bad, poor little Rhett's head was right there trying to get out! I did not split my pubis synthesis and I was so grateful for a quick and healthy delivery!
He was a good baby, he latched right on to me, did not cry at all when they gave him a shot, and slept! (my previous two had issues with that in the hospital)
(the view from my hospital window)
(we got a good view of Dan's work from our window--the orange roof)
(as well as a good view of our Cottonwood "C")
(the hospital had made a new OB department wing since I had last delivered...so I took some shots of the great commodities)
(this was Dan's corner as it was his "lovely" sleeping accommodations in the hospital- he spent 2 of the 3 nights with me)
Rhett did in fact have jaundice and we had to monitor it the next weeks or so with a few heel pricks...but he was pretty tolerant of them! AND we never had to do the biliruben lights...thank heavens