(no gross details, I promise)
Let's go back... Way back, to September 28. It was a normal chubby girl day for me. Got up, showered, didn't shave my legs...on the one day i REALLY needed to, put on big girl scrubs and headed to work. Didn't feel different at all. Worked until lunch. Ate a turkey sandwich with chips, fruit, chocolate, and granola bar.... Don't judge, I was eating for ten two. After lunch, I continued to see my patients like usual.
Around 2:30, I was in the unit and I felt a small 'trickle'. Now, at this point I'm thinking ''crap, the urinary incontinence portion of this pregnancy will commence.'' When the so-called trickle occurred, I was in a patient's room. That's right, in a patient's room. But let me clarify, there was no gush, no rush, or no fuss. I just thought I tee tee'd on myself. So I left his room and it happened again. Small trickle. Now I'm thinking "when it rains, it urinary incontinence pours."
As I walk down to my department, I'm kinda freaking out because I feel like something big just happened... Talk about butterflies! Grab my handbag and walk my butt over to labor and delivery. Speaking of handbag, this was LV's first ER experience... He was not allowed to play on the floor at first. Once I got to the ER, the lady said "would you like to pay your $100 ER co-pay?" To which my reply: "lady, I'm not giving you $100 for you to tell me I've tee tee'd on myself." yep, that's how I roll.
So they check me. All the while, I haven't told told anyone where I am... Joey doesn't know. My mom doesn't know. I didn't want to freak anyone out until I had definite news.
Turns out, my ferns were positive. Apparently, the ferns are the key. Ferns= water breaking. So I get on the phones. I call Joey and immediately start spitting out all the things that need to be in my hospital bag... He's freakin, I'm freakin, my doctors are laughing at me bc I'm trying to describe to Joey what my Tory Burch sandals look like. I mean, what is so hard about camel sandals with big "T"? Come on, Josie.
Next, I get up to the labor room and Joey and my mom get there. They give me an IV, and my contractions start... But I don't feel them at this point. Flash forward to 7:30 pm, and I am stating to feel the pain. Commence liquid gold, better known as an epidural. Now, my question is why would you NOT get one of these? They are fabulous and God's special gift to pregnant women. When I got my epidural, I was 1 cm and 50 % effaced.
The night went on a usual...you know, as usual as it can be when you are in labor and can't move your legs.
At 1:30 am, I was 4 cm and 60% effaced. Sweet josie and my mom are sleeping in the most uncomfortable chairs ever! Meanwhile, I'm just snoozing away...paralyzed legs and all.
At 3:30, they check me. 10 cm and 100% effaced. It's go time! I do a practice push and they call my doctor... This baby is coming, and won't be in the middle of the next day like they originally expected. I progressed so fast without use of meds. Baby Hudson was ready to meet his mom and dad!
So I push for an hour. Hardest hour of my life. No one can prepare you for that... Pushing your child out. It was weird though, like I wasn't in the slightest pain, but i could feel the pressure. Meanwhile, you have to breath right and push in the right area. It was hard! But totally painless and totally worth it!
At 5:07, Hudson Lindley came and he was perfect! Dad cut the umbilical cord and I immediately nursed. And of course he was hungry, so he took straight to it!
Moral of the story: I had a great labor experience. Water broke at work... I was delivering there anyway. My doctor was there and was fabulous! My epidural worked like a charm, and my child was healthy! And I know I am lucky, because not everyone can say that! But in the end, the worst experience would have been totally worth it, too, because he would be here.
So excited to meet our sweet baby!
side note: notice those skanky roots on my head? yeah, I was suppose to get a highlight the saturday after I went into labor...didn't get to make that appointment!
Doing that day's notes on my patients. Even though your water breaks, you are still responsible for your documentation.
I'd like to take a minute to talk about the labor/delivery room. It was wonderful...and nothing like the movies. It is just a normal hospital room. And when it is time to actually push, the bed goes all transformers on you and turns into the birthing bed with leg holders and stuff comes down from the ceiling..true story. And I also pictured people running around screaming "she's crowning" and "stat." Neither of those terms were used and there was definitely no one running around. It was the calmest, most laid back thing ever! 2-3 nurses and my doctor were the only medical personnel present...and of course, Joey and my mom.
After I delivered and things calmed down, they transferred us to the VIP suite...yeah, I got the suite. The perks of being a hospital employee.
At 5:07, our world changed forever! He is so sweet...and slimmy in this photo!
Love my little angel...20 inches long. He still makes that pout face when he is upset.
First family photo. I am looking rough and chubby, Josie looks terrified, and Hudson is screaming because he has been ripped from his comfy uterus home. Welcome, the Lindley family!
And I love this picture.
Looking at my new little muffin bones. Best moment of my life!
True life: I'm a mom!
And I love it!
