
My son has arrived!!!
Ok, so do not want to that again. Apparently I did very well, but it sure didn't feel like it. Here is the little miracle story of how my second son came into this wonderful world.
He was due March 2nd and I was getting slightly annoyed he was taking so long. I know babies are often overdue, but it didn't make it any easier seeing as I was huge. But I was fairly adamant I didn't want to be induced again as that process was unpleasant to say the least. So I got lots of advice from my awesome midwives on how to try and hurry things along. I had tried all of them until I went in on Monday afternoon and they gave me a recipe for a Labour Induction Cocktail. Lovely. Ingredients: almond butter, verbena oil, apricot juice, and castor oil. Scary. I took it at 3 pm and by 7:00 I was having contractions. I had them through the night and as uncomfortable as they were, they still weren't horrid....yet. I slept about 3 hours that night in spite of them. By about 6 am they were 5 minutes apart and getting more and more intense. I had a bath and shower to make sure, and they kinda slowed down a little... and I lost my plug at that point as well. I called the midwives and since I had an appointment for that afternoon, they recommended that unless they got really close and intense then I could just come in then for a check.
It was a long morning. Then as we were about to start getting ready for my 2:45 appointment, I sat up from the couch and my water broke. That was 2:00. I had a shower and promptly lost my lunch all over the shower and my dear wonderful husband. In spite of all these things, I still made it to my appointment. There we discovered, to my obvious delight - that I was actually 4 cms dilated already. I cried tears of joy and thanked God. We decided to head to the hospital as I was so tired and just wanted to get hooked up to an epidural. Pathetic, I know. We arrived at 3:30 pm and I laboured intensely and waited quite impatiently for my 'light at the end of the tunnel' epidural...which never came due to both an over-busy drug man and my ability to deliver my child quickly. At 5:30 they told me the epidural wasn't going to come. I was more than a little devastated. With Jericho it just helped so much with those last few hours.... but they did give me an IV this time and said they would hook me up with some drugs. Problem was there was a miscommunication and I went 25 minutes or so with saline. I was quite disappointed in the usefulness of those drugs that's for sure.
By 6:15 I was experiencing extreme pressure and had the feeling like I needed to push. My midwife checked and at this point I was fully dilated. The problem was they had many issues with trying to locate the baby's heart rate. I had to keep moving in the middle of contractions which SUCKED. I think at one point I said I wasn't doing it anymore...and at another point I said I wanted to die. But no one really listened.. they kept being really annoyed and saying I was doing great. But it would have been rude to tell them to shut up already. Anyways... this is the point it got scary and also the point I realized a lot of people must have been praying for me and for my baby. When they did find the heart rate it was dipping below 80 - which is NOT GOOD. At this point I saw the first sign of panic in the midwives faces. Also - NOT GOOD. They told me I needed to get the baby out NOW. They called in the OBGYN and said he would need to vacuum him out if I couldn't push him. There's something about that statement that made me push like I have never pushed. It took 4 contractions and he was out and born right at 6:30 exactly. Fifteen minutes. Fast. But the drama wasn't over. My son came out blue and not crying and limp. It was the scariest moment. My mom and Nate told me later they both thought he was dead. But like I said, someone was praying for us and within 3 minutes he was perfectly pink and cuddling with his Mommy.
We thank God for this BEAUTIFUL and WONDERFUL gift.
For those who love all the juicy details:
His full name is Malachi Sage Robinson Searle and his nickname will be Kai.
He weighed in at a hefty 8 lbs and 14 oz.
He was 22" long and his head was 36 cms.
4 comments:
Congratulations!
So glad that it all worked out well.
Blessings.
yes you did amazingly well Sas!! Dad is a pro, and those midwifes gosh wish I could turn back the clock and they were there for me! Well said and well done, I knew we were praying hard Nate and I and gosh they were so pleased even with your first push they told the dr. they didn't need him and you were doing it all well. You aparently have a uterus for birthing which God prepared for years ago just for that moment when you needed it bad. It was scary but ... I am so thankful to Him. Take care and rest, ttys Mom R.
Look at you girl - already up and attem on your blog - LOVE IT! The nurse that saw you yesterday before discharge said to me that he was such a beautiful baby - and believe me - they have seen their share of uglies! LOL! I will come visit soon!!XOXO
~ Nic
Sara! You are my hero! You did so amazing! Both you and Nate made such a beautiful baby (twice now)! Congrats.. How are you feeling? I can't wait to come and see you this weekend! Lots of love to your family!
Chris
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