Kate's birth story:
Like I said in the last post, I had been having a lot of contractions for several weeks. Some would be painful and some would be regular, so I was always on edge, but of course, every time they would stop and lead to nothing. I went to the doctor on the 8th, and she said the baby was face up and that I should crawl around on all fours that day to see if the baby would turn and that maybe that would get things moving. She told me she would give it a week and if I didn't have the baby before the next Monday, she would induce me. On Tuesday night of June 9th, I went to bed feeling calm and kind of resigned to the fact that I would probably be induced in a few more days. I woke up around 1:30am with a painful contraction. It hurt, but I had had some that had hurt like this before. I had another and another. I woke up and got my phone to start timing.... they were about 3-5 minutes apart for 30 minutes. I decided, maybe I should wake up Kirtis. I did and he said it was "go time." I told him I still wasn't sure if it was and that I didn't want to go to the hospital unless we were for sure. He got up and started getting ready and I waited a little longer. After another 15 minutes or so, they didn't let up and were getting more painful, so I started grabbing my stuff. I texted a few friends to see if they could come over in the morning. I was nervous and on edge. I finally realized it was really happening and I started to freak out a little bit. I had decided I was going to go natural because the doctor had told me it was probably going to be a quick labor since I was so far progressed. That made me nervous too. Anyway, Kirtis gave me a big hug, then I asked him if he would give me a blessing of comfort. I was immediately calm. We drove the hospital and checked in. The contractions were getting painful, but I could silently endure them, and they were lasting about 45 seconds. We got to our room and met the nurse, Chelsea and got settled in. Kirtis was making jokes and keeping the mood light. I think it was about 2:30 by the time I was all checked in. The nurse left us alone for awhile. The contractions were hurting, but I was holding Kirtis' hand, and inbetween I felt great and could smile. (See the 2nd picture). Kirtis took that picture of me smiling around 3am. That was the last time I smiled! After that, the pain just didn't stop. They told me I was in transition and that they would call the doctor. The next 30 minutes I don't remember really well. (luckily, right?) I remember learning I was kind of screamer- or a loud moaner!
I had talked to my mom in the weeks leading up to Kate's birth about how to handle giving birth naturally. She had done all 5 of us naturally and said she would think of something to really focus on. Something really mundane, but enough to keep her brain busy. She said she would think about buttons. All the different kinds of buttons, shapes, colors and different uses. It sounded strange, but in the weeks leading up to her birth I tried to think of what that thing could be for me. I decided to think about piano scales. That was simple enough. I would start with the C scale and say the notes in my head and picture my fingers playing the scales. Then I would move on to D, and E, or just start over if I needed to. So, I did this while the pain was pretty manageable. After I got to transition, I don't think it was helping. Kirtis was squeezing my hand and trying to say the scales with me. I remember being finally frustrated enough to tell him to quit! I sat on the side of the bed, bore my feet into the ground and grabbed Kirtis' hand with my right hand, and the bed with my left. Suddenly the room was filled with lots of nurses and people. The OB Nurse was preparing herself for the baby in case the doctor didn't make it. The doctor lived in town, but the baby was COMING, and she wasn't there yet. I remember yelling, "there's so much pressure!!!!" Ha ha. Anyway, the doctor came in, put her gloves on, they pulled the stirrups out, pried me off the side of the bed, and told me to push. Finally relief!! The baby's head came out. The doctor got a surprised look on her face, asked for clamps, cut the cord that was around Kate's neck, then had me push her body out. I was so ecstatic--almost euphoric about being done. I was so proud of myself. It took me some time to process it, and just enjoy the fact that I wasn't in pain. I knew they took the baby to the table and the doctor was finishing up with me and she asked the nurse how the baby was doing. Kate was having a hard time breathing. They were working with her trying to get her to cry and to pink up. It took about 10 minutes. Kirtis was terrified. I was still feeling so much relief from being done, that I didn't even totally process what was going on. Finally, they put her on me. She was perfect. Kirtis cried. I could tell it had taken so much out of him. We were just so happy it was over and that she was okay and that she was finally here.
She's a perfect baby. She's sucked her fingers since the moment she came out. All the kids love her so much. They just adore her and want to hold her all the time. She is such a blessing to our family!
6 lbs 15 oz