I thought I would fill you all in on the details of what happened. Well, I went into the hospital at midnight on the night of the 10th. I was having pretty intense contractions so they gave me an epidural pretty quickly. This slowed down the process so Greg and I waiting around for a LONG time. I swear I was at a 4 forever!
The doctor came in around 8:00 and checked me. I was at an 8 this time and so he broke my water. When he was there he told me that he didn't think there would be enough room for the baby to come through and so I might have to get a c-section. This totally scared me. I had never even thought about the idea of getting a c-section. I of course started crying and was determined that I could push the baby out naturally. My doctor still wanted me to try pushing to see if there could be any progress made.
Finally at 9:45 a.m. I was complete and ready to push. By this time my epidural was definately not doing it's job. They even gave me a higher dosage, but it still did not work. I was in pain, but they thought it might be a good thing so I could feel more of what I was doing. I ending up pushing for a little over 2 hours and thought I was going to die. I had not slept at all in over 24 hours. I cannot remember a time being more exhausted than I was then. I even started falling asleep between contractions for a few seconds because I seriously could not keep my eyes open. Greg was awesome the whole time. It was pretty much just me and him during the pushing because apparently the hospital had tons of deliveries that night. My nurse had to keep on going to another patient. Now that I look back I realize how ridiculous that was that they left Greg and I alone so much when it was my first baby and I had a high chance of getting a c-section.
Anyway, after about 2 1/2 hours of pushing the doctor decided that she was not descending enough so they were going to go ahead with the c-section. I wasn't too happy about it, but after such a long and hard labor I just really wanted her out. They drugged me up even more and sent me to the O.R. Greg said it was the coolest thing he has ever seen. I'm glad I couldn't see what they were doing because I think I would have freaked out. At this point I could not keep my eyes open because I was so tired. I was also shaking beyond control because I was FREEZING and my body had gone through so much and couldn't control itself anymore.
Ellie was finally here at 1:05 p.m. on Wedneday, June 11th. Greg got to bring her over to me so I could look at, but I couldn't hold her because I was still being all stiched up. She was perfect and absolutely gorgeous. She weighed in at 7 lbs. 4 oz. and is 19 inches long. I love her so much! Greg left with her and the nurses to the nursery while they finished with me. They finally wheeled me into my room at around 1:30 or so. It made me sad because I was completely exhausted and had tons of medications in me because of the C-section so I couldn't hold her as much as I would have liked to that first day. I got really sick after about an hour and threw up a couple of times. I also could not stop shaking all over. I thought it wasn't the best idea if I held her when I felt like I was going to faint any second.
Things got much better on Thursday. We had to stay in the hospital until Saturday because I had a c-section. I had so much fun being with Ellie there. I wouldn't let her out of my sight during the day, but I did send her to the nursery at night so I could get some sleep. :) Thanks to all of our visitors that came while we were there. It was pretty boring sitting in a hospital bed for 3 days.
Well, we are home now. It is really weird that I'm a mom and forever will be. Ellie is so cute and I love being with her. I won't lie, our first night was a nightmare. Let's say I didn't fall asleep until 5:30 a.m. and even then I was holding her on the couch. Luckily Greg watched her this morning while I took a nap. Greg has been so great through all of this. Hopefully things will only get better from here.
