Ryleigh's Birth Story Con't...

At about 1:30am I woke up and was having cramping. Like I was going to get my period. When the nurse came in to check on me I told her I thought I was having contractions. She hooked me up to the monitor's and sure enough I was having contractions on my own. They were still far apart, but it was a start. I called Bobby and told him and he said "ok call me when she gets here" Good thing he was joking...lol. I told him I didnt need him to come in, and that I would keep him posted. At 6am they started the pitocin to speed things along. At 9am I decided to get the epidural. I had seen how they put them in on Baby story and I was scared. They made Bobby leave the room too. He said I would feel a pinch, and thats all it was. After that I felt some pressure, but it was fine. I was so suprised...I thought it would hurt more than it did. After I got the epidural they checked me and I was 3cm. At 2pm I was 10 cm! I had slept through all the contractions! The nurse wanted me to try and push to see if I was ready. I pushed and she said everything was looking good, but that the baby hadnt dropped like she should have. 30 min later she came back in so I could try again. I pushed a little more and then she left. I didnt know anything was wrong. A few min later in rushed my Dr. And tells me the babys HR is too high and they need her out and I was having an emergancy c-section. I was hysterical because the last thing I wanted was a c-section and she just told me Ryleigh was in trouble. They gave Bobby some scrubs and off I went down the hall by myself. Bobby had to wait there. As they were prepping me for surgery I was crying and asking for Bobby. Finally he was allowed in and he was trying his best to calm me down. I just kept laying there thinking...they are cutting my stomach open and pulling my child out! There was alot of pressure and then I heard her cry for the first time! I knew then everything was ok and we were both going to be fine. Bobby was taking pictures of her, then he would come back to me and show me. Then I got to see her and I kissed her tiny little face and told her Mommy loved her and would see her soon and that Daddy was going with her. I told Bobby not to take his eyes off of her for a second! (A funny sidebar...Earlier that day Bobby was talking to my belly and told Ryleigh "You cant come out between 3-4pm because Dr. Phil is going to be good today...lol Wouldnt ya know it she came out at 3:41pm. We missed the whole show. She showed Daddy who was BOSS!)



I was wheeled back to the recovery room and my mom was allowed to come in with the visiters that had arrived. The nurse said that the epi would wear off and that i would get feeling back in my stomach. About 5 min later I felt a horrible burning pain. I was yelling for someone to get a nurse. I was in so much pain I didnt know what to do with myself. Finally she came in and gave me some morphine. After that I was loopy and didnt really know what was going on. I remember the people that were there, and I remember my sister bringing me a slushy that I wouldnt for the life of me let go of...lol. I also remember holding Ryleigh. But I dont remember what anyone said.



Soon everyone went home and it was just me, Bobby and Ryleigh. I was in and out of sleep due to the heavy medication and I told Bobby he could go home and I had the nurse take Ryleigh for the night. The next morning they brought her to me and I just cryed. I couldnt have told you if she was mine or not because I just didnt remember what MY baby looked like. I called Bobby crying and he said "calm down...lay her on the bed and unwrap her. Look at her feet. What do you see" I said "her toes on one foot dont line up like the other foot" He said "Thats our girl!"

6am

Last year at 6am I was in route to the hospital. I was being induced. There wasnt a really good reason for me to be induced. I was having a lot of back pain with Ryleigh due to my 2 slightly buldging disks and I wanted her out. At around 630am I was hooked up to the monitors and the pitocin drip was started. I was happy and terrified at the same time. I came into the hospital having a just a husband and I was leaving with this little baby that I knew nothing about. She wasnt going to come with instructions and I had to figure out what the heck I was supposed to do with her all day. That part scared me. All my life my dream was to become a mom. But was I ready? Would I know what to do?

I was having slight contractions, but nothing was progressing. The contractions werent getting closer together and I wasnt dialating. My OB came in at around 330pm and gave me 2 options. #1 I could spend the night and try again in the morning. But if I did that and there was no baby at the end of day 2 I would have to have a c/s. #2 I could go home and wait till she came on her own. She left the room and gave us a few min to decide. I was a mess. The one thing I didnt want was a c/s. That scared me to death to even think they would cut me open while I was AWAKE and take my baby out of me. I had seen it all too many times on Baby story and I would watch it with a wrinked up face looking through my fingers that were covering my eyes.

Bobby and I decided that we would try again in the morning. Before he left that night he prayed with me and we put it in gods hands.

To be continued...