Warning: This is sort of a update/experience journal....so if you don't like to read these then don't (also might be slightly graphic)




So I think everyone knows I left for the hospital last Wednesday night to be induced the next morning. Well my last meal ended up being Arby's roast beef sandwich with curly fries and a medium Sierra Mist, which I got scolded by the nurses because my blood pressure was high due to it (but I had preeclampsia so couldn't be helped). So I get checked out by one of my OB doctors and I had already started dilating (1 inch to be exact), so they just started me on Pitocin that night instead of waiting in the morning. Due to that I couldn't eat breakfast the next morning or even take a shower, which sucked since they told me I could before lunch time. Around lunch time to early afternoon Doctor Davis (another OB doc who I was hoping to be on call for my delivery) came in and broke my water, which kick started my labor right a way. I made sure to request iv medication for pain (which my experience was everything floating/no gravity to keep things on the ground) as well as the epidural. From then on out it was just the waiting game, which by 11pm they were concern since my urine output was low. So they talked to me saying that a c section was my only option due to the fear of losing me and my son, which scared my husband/mate to death. I agreed and after the prep and skilled hands of everyone in the OR, my son was born at 11:32pm weighing at 6 lbs 9.9 oz. and length of 20 inches.

I know a lot of my watchers/friends might not want kids and I fully understand how you feel, but if I was given the option to do it again I personally would because my experience was not as bad and he is the most beautiful baby I could ever have.