This post has been a dream of mine for so long. As some of you might know, I have struggled with unexplained infertility which has led my husband and I down a long journey of fertility. So, this post is very special to me since it is all about the birth of our son, Wilson Allen Grundy.
On August 30th I went to my weekly doctor appointment to check on baby boy. I was 39 weeks and four days pregnant. In conversations with my doctor he causally asked me if I would consider being induced. Selfishly, my mind went to a few things. One: there's a possible hurricane in the gulf that could come our way in the next week. Two: I'm so tired of being pregnant. Three: Not having the anxiety of when is this baby going to make his appearance would be great! So, I said YES! Little did I know that it would happen the following day! EEEK!!!
I was scheduled to arrive at the hospital at 6:30 am to get everything started (btw we were late..story of my life). We checked in and lugged allllll of our things up to the delivery room (we brought too much!). My nurse came in at around 7 am to introduce herself and to get me started on my IVs. Fallon (our nurse) was a GOD sent! Y'all she was amazing! I almost had to have a c-section but thanks to Fallon's knowledge and skills, we thankfully avoided it. I literally laughed the entire time I was in the delivery room (until the pushing) thanks to Fallon. I don't know what I would have done if I would have had nurse with no personality.
I wanted to know what contractions felt like, so I hung in there for about 2 hours before asking for my epidural. The contractions hurt like very strong menstrual cramps. I didn't want to wait too long to as for the epidural because I didn't want to hurt that bad :) and I didn't know how long it would take for the anesthesiologist to get here.
At 10:20 am I asked for the my epidural. The anesthesiologist arrived at 11 and I braced myself for what I thought would be the scariest thing about the whole delivery process. I had read so many blogs about how long the needle is and how you can't move, and how it hurts, etc. My experience was the complete opposite. Not a bit of pain. I even asked the anesthesiologist, "that's it?, I thought it would hurt". He laughed at me! It didn't' take but a few mins for the epidural to kick in. The contraction pains stopped and I lost all feeling in my legs. Honestly, not being able to feel my legs was driving me crazy! I couldn't bare to look at them because every time they positioned me on my side or asked me to scoot up in the bed, all I could see were these two legs flapping around but I couldn't feel anything! It freaked me out, so I stopped looking at them (haha).
Now, we waited and waited.
1:00 pm I was 5 cm
2:00 pm I was 6 cm
4:40 pm I was 9 cm
Once I hit 9 cm I thought OMG it's about to happen!! WRONG! I stalled out. I stayed at a 9 forever! Part of my cervix would not dilate and was in a C shape so Fallon tried every trick in the book to get it gone so that I would not have to have a C-section. I prayed and prayed because that is one thing that I REALLY REALLY did not want to happen. Thankfully, at the last min she checked me at I was at a 10!! Thank you LORD (prayer works. y'all!).
Time to start pushing. I pushed and I pushed and I pushed! It's so weird pushing but not having any feeling down there. We tried pushing and having me grab my thighs at the same time, we tried the coughing method, but little boy was not coming out. Thankfully, Fallon had another idea. Tug of War. Yes, that's right. We played tug of war in the delivery room. She held on to a towel and I held on to the opposite end of the towel and once a contraction was on it's way, she pulled one way and I pulled the other. All of this pushing and tug of war action lasted for an hour and 10 mins! I was exhausted! But thanks to the encouragement of the the nursing staff and my wonderful husband, I was able to keep going.
Our precious baby boy arrived at 7:15 pm on August 31st. He was immediately placed on my chest of skin to skin and that is the moment that I fell in love.
Baby Wilson Allen Grundy weighted 7 lbs 7 oz, was 19 inches long and in my opinion looked just like his daddy.
We could not be more grateful for this little blessing. Our lives are forever changed in the best way possible.
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