Our Birthing Story

Well, I know I have told some people how the labor/delivery of Denzil went but seeing as how I haven't written in my journal since last Thanksgiving and there isn't any record of me ever being pregnant in there I think I should at least write the story down so that one day I might be able to recall it again. So, on Friday August 21, 2009 my water broke at 2:30 in the morning. I hadn't experienced any big contractions or anything but I woke up before it broke and I knew something was going to happen. Anyway, I wasn't prepared at all. I hadn't packed a bag for the hospital yet and of course who can think straight at that time in the morning. Well, I woke Kris up and his comment was "are you sure, this isn't a joke is it?" After gathering a few things we were off to the hospital. Good think the night before we had taken a tour of the place so we knew right where to go and what to do. When we got to the labor and delivery floor the nurse wanted to make sure that my water had broken before they gave me a room and then we were taken to our room and the waiting began. The nurses tried 3 different times to put an IV in my arm and then they decided to call Anesthesia to have them do it. After 2 more times I was hooked up to the IV fluids and some penicillin because I had tested positive for Strep B at the beginning of the pregnancy. The first time they "checked" to see how dilated I was it was a 3. Several hours later (like 6 hours or more) I was at about a 3 or 3.5. After talking with the Dr. they ordered Pitocin to try to regulate the contractions and get things moving along. Shortly after they started the pitocin (around 1:30 pm or so) I got an epidural. It was fabulous. I had considered going natural but I didn't want to spend the money to take a lamaze class so I just opted for the medicine. It worked great. Around 6 pm a couple of ladies from work came by with some flowers and chatted for a little while. When I told them I thought I was going to be sick they quickly left and the nurse came in shortly after to see how I was progressing and finally she said I was ready and that the pushing would begin shortly. About 7:30 pm when the new nurses came on duty the pushing began. It was hard but mostly because every time I took a deep breath to push again my ribs hurt so bad. Finally at 8:50 pm little Denzil came out, with the help of Dad and the Doctor. It all went really well and the only thing that I can complain about was that I was STARVING! Note to anyone having a baby, eat something before you go to the hospital because water and popsicles don't do much on a hungry belly. I will try to post more pictures soon. I'm just a bit lazy right now;)