Remember when I posted this this on social media ?!
Well turns out that riding bikes in your kitchen is actually quite dangerous because My WATER BROKE 4 hours later! Doh! To top it off we had Evan, Grace, Scott and Brian staying over at our house for the Frozen 40 weekend festivities!! We had just rocked a big Lasagna dinner (I ate too much!) and we were all about to go to bed!! I was bent over getting out an air mattress when at first I thought I peed myself, but then immediately knew that my water had broken!! Just like in the movies!!! I wish so bad I could have videotaped the 10 minutes that followed this realization. Grace being calm and poised, Tom scrambling in shock to put together some kind of “hospital bag”and grabbing towels for the car!! Me stunned trying to find numbers to the OB Clinic and my Doula...and the 3 boys huddled together looking like they had all seen a ghost! Haha!! Of course we’d have a baby this way!!!
In all honestly though it was super terrifying because Scottie was only 33 weeks and 6 days gestation. I hadn’t done much research about preemies, I just remembered my Doc friends, Sean and Christina telling me early on that once you get past 30 weeks most babies will thrive. Still, I was panicking a bit internally and really wanting to feel baby move. The car ride to the hospital was scary until I felt her move. Then I could relax a bit. I fully expected extreme contractions to kick in – but nope, it was pretty calm. Pretty sure Tom and I said like two words the entire drive….and mostly those were Tom’s words assuring me everything would be ok.
Friday night they started me on steroids for the baby's lungs (I was doping!!). This was protocol for babies this premature, as the lungs are generally the last to develop in babies. They also started me on antibiotics to reduce infection risk since my water broke. Then Saturday morning they suggested we induce labor.
Before we decided to induce we were able to meet with our great friend Kari (who fortunately for us is an RN in the Neonatal care unit at this hospital) and also with the on staff Nurse Practitioner from the NICU. They explained to us all the things that could go wrong with baby Mo – but they along with the on call Docs also assured us that most babies this gestational age do quite well!
|It's about to get real.|
We decided to start the induction process around 2pm Saturday, but I wouldn’t have said it felt like labor really started until about 2am Sunday morning. Then they started Pitocin around 8 am to “get things moving” and I’d say from 10am onward contractions got progressively got more and more intense. Yowzer - much more intense than I had predicted. Labor was raw, emotional, painful and even humorous at times! I had what they call "back labor" and this meant that poor Tom and our Doula, Heather rocked an Ironman’s worth of hip squeezes to help ease my pain for the next 8 hours...every 2 minutes like a never ending HIT workout - doh! Gosh I owe these two.
|I pictured myself laboring in something cute...but nope, I'm wearing a t-shirt and hospital undies and I'm absolutely unfazed|
In the previous months I had watched my fair share of natural birth videos and I remember warning Tom that some of those women in the videos sounded like cows during labor. I was like “nope I’m not gonna do that…I’m just gonna breath it out.” ;) Welp let me tell you - about half way through labor I had definitely reached full blown “cow status”!! It was insane!
That said enduring this labor without an epidural was without a doubt a team effort and not something I could have done by myself without the help of Tom (who was absolutely incredible through whole thing)....our amazing and ever so knowledgeable doula, Heather....our wonderful confident “we won the nurse lottery” nurse Christy .... and a humorous on call Doc who arrived just in time (last 10 minutes!!) to safely welcome Scottie into this beautiful world!
We had to deliver in the operating room because our baby was premature. When we first arrived in the OR to push we were greeted by our friend Kari’s smiling face – it was the most reassuring thing ever, knowing she’d be the one to care for our sweet lady after her arrival. I pushed a total of about 35 minutes (which to me felt like much longer!) Finally baby Scottie made her way into the world on at 6:10pm, almost exactly 44 hours after my water broke. She was as healthy as we could have hoped, breathing on her own and weighing a a whopping 5 lbs 13 oz (my two favorite numbers!) . She was ready.... and her first little battle cry changed our lives in in an instant.
|Our little Valentine :)|