I believe that the medicine given to me at the beginning of my labor really helped prolong the entire delivery. I was so comfortable that even the contractions subsided for a while. It was at about 6:30 in the morning when the nurse came in and asked me to lay on my right side. She thought it might help remind my body that I was in labor. She was definitely right! The contractions picked up and about an hour later I began feeling the pressure of the contractions again! Noah was on his way!
Now for my doctor...he was not on call that evening! Talk about being stressed out at the idea that a doctor I may meet for the very first time will have to deliver my baby boy. I was bummed out about not having my doctor at the hospital checking in on me with his quirky commentary. However, in walked in my doctor, bright eye and bushy tail, at 8 in the morning! Whew! Nice of you to join us doc!
I guess Noah was thinking the same thing because when the doctor checked me we were just about ready to deliver. I was told that my doctor would return in 30 minutes to start prepping for the delivery and hopefully Noah would join us shortly after that. Well baby boy had other plans! I called the nurses back into the room at 8:15 and requested that they find my doctor because Noah was NOT going to wait until 8:30! Boy was I right! Noah was born at 8:41 in the morning. Talk about perfect timing doc! (By the way, my doctor has offered to deliver all my "easy to birth" babies!)
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A Baby Story... Pt. 1
I was excited to be completely done with college before the baby arrived. In my mind I would have enough time to get all the little things completed around the house. I am quite the over achiever. I enjoy the motto, "Go big or go home," and "Why do when you can over do?" But baby Noah had other plans!
Noah was born May 12, 2001; 4 days shy of his due date. The evening of the 11th I was cramping and had discomfort but I refused to believe that little Noah was wanting to make his grand entrance. I was also dreading going to the hospital too early and getting stuck there with nothing to eat. By 11 in the evening I gave in and agreed to go to the hospital and get "checked out."
Unfortunately I was there to stay...I should have stopped and grabbed a fourth meal!! My doctor was not on call so I was taken care of by the second shift nurses until the arrival of my doctor. I love the nurses at my local hospital. They were attentive and made me feel comfortable throughout the entire delivery.
For my first son, I had an all natural, no medicine birth. It was the worse possible self-induced pain ever! I made a decision that I would not put myself in that predicament again and I had the nurse call in the anesthesiologist as soon as I was settled in the delivery room. I was going to do this right! Weeks prior to this special event, I took the time to watch videos of epidural procedures so I would be aware of the entire process. I hoped that this would eliminate the stress of the unknown. It did the complete opposite. It stressed me out more than if I went in clueless! My lovely husband was there to lend his support...or so I waited! Kevin tried to remain out of the anesthesiologist's way and ultimately got stuck because the anesthesiologist was up, alert, and super quick compared to my husband's tired, overwhelmed, slow motion speed! Thankfully my lovely nurse entered the room as soon as the needle was inserted in my spine and provided a supportive hold for me. My husband was apologetic and thankfully for him the medicine had an instant relief to all pain and we were able to get some sleep. (I am not a big medicine fan but this was definitely the way to go when delivering a child!)
Noah was born May 12, 2001; 4 days shy of his due date. The evening of the 11th I was cramping and had discomfort but I refused to believe that little Noah was wanting to make his grand entrance. I was also dreading going to the hospital too early and getting stuck there with nothing to eat. By 11 in the evening I gave in and agreed to go to the hospital and get "checked out."
Unfortunately I was there to stay...I should have stopped and grabbed a fourth meal!! My doctor was not on call so I was taken care of by the second shift nurses until the arrival of my doctor. I love the nurses at my local hospital. They were attentive and made me feel comfortable throughout the entire delivery.
For my first son, I had an all natural, no medicine birth. It was the worse possible self-induced pain ever! I made a decision that I would not put myself in that predicament again and I had the nurse call in the anesthesiologist as soon as I was settled in the delivery room. I was going to do this right! Weeks prior to this special event, I took the time to watch videos of epidural procedures so I would be aware of the entire process. I hoped that this would eliminate the stress of the unknown. It did the complete opposite. It stressed me out more than if I went in clueless! My lovely husband was there to lend his support...or so I waited! Kevin tried to remain out of the anesthesiologist's way and ultimately got stuck because the anesthesiologist was up, alert, and super quick compared to my husband's tired, overwhelmed, slow motion speed! Thankfully my lovely nurse entered the room as soon as the needle was inserted in my spine and provided a supportive hold for me. My husband was apologetic and thankfully for him the medicine had an instant relief to all pain and we were able to get some sleep. (I am not a big medicine fan but this was definitely the way to go when delivering a child!)
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