OK, so I was a little over zealous before giving birth to Sydney about how quickly I might manage to make it online to post details!
February 10th (Tuesday) was already a special day for Calvin & I. We met 13 years ago on that day at Terrell Park in Beaumont at the picnic that had been put together to welcome the Croziers to Beaumont!
So Tuesday morning we started Pitocin around 8 or so. I had a little problem with the IV within an hour, and they had to stop it and restick me and start over. The doc came in and broke my water around 9 or so. That was rough because my "water" was mostly behind the baby. There wasn't really a cushion to burst at the top of her head, so he had to dig around a little, and it wasn't fun. I was STILL at 1 cm!!!!
I think I finally got to 2 cm around 1030 or so and got to a 3 about an hour later. The contractions were getting stronger but I was still talking and feeling pretty good. The times of everything are a little vague for me until 145 when they checked me and I was at a 4. Then the fun started. I was in real pain and spent the next hour begging the nurse to please turn the Pitocin down. Of course, what I really wanted was for her to turn my labor OFF! She kept telling me, "You're right where we want you to be." I really liked my nurse, but every time she said that I wanted to choke her.
So after an hour of REALLY HARD LABOR that I did not think I was going to survive, all of the sudden I had a contraction that was more like a convulsion. My uterus just started pushing Sydney out. I just started yelling, "I'm pushing, and I'm not trying! I can't help it. I can't help it."
Well of course, the nurse freaked out and wanted to check me. I told her no. Of course, I didn't win that argument. I was at a 9 and they tried to tell me not to push, but every contraction just took over. I couldn't help it. It felt like she was going to come out at any second.
My nurse had the charge nurse check me. This was only a few minutes after I had just been checked, and I lost the argument again of not wanting her to do it. Now I was at a 10 and they were frantically trying to get the doctor in. I was involuntarily pushing with every contraction and the nurses were begging me to wait....Again, I wanted to choke them. I mean seriously, at that point it was like telling someone not to vomit when they have food poisoning.
My doctor came in, the bed got broken down, and he wanted me to scoot down and put my feet up. I told him he would have to wait for the next contraction. After that one we got all set up and started pushing with the next contraction. I knew she was about to come out, but apparently everyone else was surprised and everyone in the room was yelling for me to push b/c she was almost here! The doc decided she wasn't going to make it out without an episiotomy. We argued about it during the next contraction, but the general consensus of everyone who was looking at me down there that only the top of her head was going to come out unless I got cut. I ended up with a 2nd degree cut, but she came out with the next push with a hand next to her face!
The doctor put her on my tummy and I can't even describe how it felt to see that baby!! The first thing I did was check to make sure it was a girl, then I looked at her sweet little face and all that hair! Oh I cried, and Calvin cried, and Stephanie and Mandy who were with us in the room cried. Calvin got to cut the cord, and I held her for a couple of minutes. Then came the part of labor that no one ever talks about, but in my opinion is the worst part.
The nice way of describing the rest of my experience is that not everything else came out as easily as the baby did. I bled too much, and my doctor almost took me back to surgery but at the last second decided the bleeding was slowing down enough that we would just watch it for awhile. I won't describe to you the things I endured to get everything out....Maybe that's why no one ever tells you about that part of delivery.
Back on the bright side....Sydney nursed beautifully when she was handed back to me. She is so pretty. She looks just like her Daddy. I'm really glad b/c everyone says how much Julie-Ann looks like him too. I was hoping they would look alike.
She was born at 3:20, weighed 7lbs 6oz, was 20 inches long. I'm going to work on posting a picture in a few minutes.
Thank you so much for all of your prayers. God has blessed us from beginning to end in all of this, and I am grateful to Him for His generosity toward me. My cup overflows.
We're going home sometime today!!YAY!
*****OK...for a few days, I'll have her page up with no password so everyone can have a chance to see pics. If you try to get to it in the future and it's password protected, or if you would like to see our other pictures, email me at angelesharp@yahoo.com and I'll give you a password.
sharpfotos.homestead.com********
February 10th (Tuesday) was already a special day for Calvin & I. We met 13 years ago on that day at Terrell Park in Beaumont at the picnic that had been put together to welcome the Croziers to Beaumont!
So Tuesday morning we started Pitocin around 8 or so. I had a little problem with the IV within an hour, and they had to stop it and restick me and start over. The doc came in and broke my water around 9 or so. That was rough because my "water" was mostly behind the baby. There wasn't really a cushion to burst at the top of her head, so he had to dig around a little, and it wasn't fun. I was STILL at 1 cm!!!!
I think I finally got to 2 cm around 1030 or so and got to a 3 about an hour later. The contractions were getting stronger but I was still talking and feeling pretty good. The times of everything are a little vague for me until 145 when they checked me and I was at a 4. Then the fun started. I was in real pain and spent the next hour begging the nurse to please turn the Pitocin down. Of course, what I really wanted was for her to turn my labor OFF! She kept telling me, "You're right where we want you to be." I really liked my nurse, but every time she said that I wanted to choke her.
So after an hour of REALLY HARD LABOR that I did not think I was going to survive, all of the sudden I had a contraction that was more like a convulsion. My uterus just started pushing Sydney out. I just started yelling, "I'm pushing, and I'm not trying! I can't help it. I can't help it."
Well of course, the nurse freaked out and wanted to check me. I told her no. Of course, I didn't win that argument. I was at a 9 and they tried to tell me not to push, but every contraction just took over. I couldn't help it. It felt like she was going to come out at any second.
My nurse had the charge nurse check me. This was only a few minutes after I had just been checked, and I lost the argument again of not wanting her to do it. Now I was at a 10 and they were frantically trying to get the doctor in. I was involuntarily pushing with every contraction and the nurses were begging me to wait....Again, I wanted to choke them. I mean seriously, at that point it was like telling someone not to vomit when they have food poisoning.
My doctor came in, the bed got broken down, and he wanted me to scoot down and put my feet up. I told him he would have to wait for the next contraction. After that one we got all set up and started pushing with the next contraction. I knew she was about to come out, but apparently everyone else was surprised and everyone in the room was yelling for me to push b/c she was almost here! The doc decided she wasn't going to make it out without an episiotomy. We argued about it during the next contraction, but the general consensus of everyone who was looking at me down there that only the top of her head was going to come out unless I got cut. I ended up with a 2nd degree cut, but she came out with the next push with a hand next to her face!
The doctor put her on my tummy and I can't even describe how it felt to see that baby!! The first thing I did was check to make sure it was a girl, then I looked at her sweet little face and all that hair! Oh I cried, and Calvin cried, and Stephanie and Mandy who were with us in the room cried. Calvin got to cut the cord, and I held her for a couple of minutes. Then came the part of labor that no one ever talks about, but in my opinion is the worst part.
The nice way of describing the rest of my experience is that not everything else came out as easily as the baby did. I bled too much, and my doctor almost took me back to surgery but at the last second decided the bleeding was slowing down enough that we would just watch it for awhile. I won't describe to you the things I endured to get everything out....Maybe that's why no one ever tells you about that part of delivery.
Back on the bright side....Sydney nursed beautifully when she was handed back to me. She is so pretty. She looks just like her Daddy. I'm really glad b/c everyone says how much Julie-Ann looks like him too. I was hoping they would look alike.
She was born at 3:20, weighed 7lbs 6oz, was 20 inches long. I'm going to work on posting a picture in a few minutes.
Thank you so much for all of your prayers. God has blessed us from beginning to end in all of this, and I am grateful to Him for His generosity toward me. My cup overflows.
We're going home sometime today!!YAY!
*****OK...for a few days, I'll have her page up with no password so everyone can have a chance to see pics. If you try to get to it in the future and it's password protected, or if you would like to see our other pictures, email me at angelesharp@yahoo.com and I'll give you a password.
sharpfotos.homestead.com********