A Day In the Life of Me

Friday, May 29, 2009

Graham's birth story

So, a warning before you start reading this. It might be a bit graphic or too much information for some of you. So, if you don't want to know all the details of Graham being born, stop now. I promise I won't be offended in the least bit. Here goes.

Jay and I headed to the hospital for my induction at 12:00 midnight Tuesday night/Wednesday morning. The reasoning behind the time was to SLOWLY start me on pitocin and get my 4 hours of antibiotics for Strep B in before Graham was born. Anyway, my OBGYN had forgotten to schedule the induction AND the hospital had that he was on vacation from Wednesday until the end of the month and they couldn't induce me without doctor's orders. They almost sent us home, but I think my puppy dog eyes and huge pregnant belly got their sympathy and the nurse got the head nurse and she called my doctor and told him he would have to push back his vacation until after I had the baby since he had forgotten to schedule it. (Oh, and by the way, a huge part of the reason I had decided to be induced a week early was because he said he was going out of town the weekEND before my due date... not the entire last two weeks before my due date.) Anyway, the nurses were totally awesome and made it work out for me. I almost broke down and cried while we were waiting to hear what they were going to do. Anyway, about 12:30 they admitted me to the hospital and started my IV with antibiotics and pitocin. The contractions were very minimal in pain and Jay and I watched a couple movies (While You Were Sleeping, and started The Terminal). It was great to spend some time relaxed and with my husband with the exciting prospect of what was to come.

Every 30 minutes they upped the pitocin a little and by about 7:00 my pain level was still pretty minimal at a level between 2 and 3 (1 being none to little pain and 10 being completely unbearable). At 7:30 I had the highest level of pitocin going and they called the doctor to come break my water. There was some miconium in it, but since it was more yellow than green they weren't too worried. The nurse now (Darlene - the second nurse of the night) was hilarious and absolutely awesome. She warned me that the contractions were about to get very painful. And she was right! It seemed like with every couple contractions the pain level jumped up another number. Jay was absolutely wonderful and really listened to what I said was working to help me deal with the pain during contractions. He called my mom and she came and it was great to have her support as well. I really can not describe the amount of pain I was in by probably about 9:15 (things were sort of a blur during this part). They checked me and I was at 5 cm. That was when I decided that I wanted an epidural. Thinking I possibly had hours more of this much pain ahead of me was just not a possibility. My mom when out and got a nurse to tell her I wanted the epidural NOW. The anesthesiologist came and I can not believe how still I had to hold while he put the epidural in. It actually gave me some real focus though and knowing that getting it in would make it so I wouldn't feel the pain was enough motivation for me to just be able to do it. So, it took probably about 10 minutes to get the epidural in and the nurse checked me again and I was fully dialated to 10 cm! They gave me another dose in the epidural to try to get enough in so I wouldn't feel the pain so much. The nurse called my doctor and told me to try not to push until he got there. And my Mom remembered that we should call Kara to come (I had completely forgotten I was so wrapped up in the pain I was in). She got there as fast as she could and literally ran in the door as I was starting to push. The epidural barely was taking the edge off the pain when I was ready to push. I was grateful for that much at least though. Graham was posterior so with the first push the doctor turned him around. I pushed through three contractions (picture what those women in the movies are like having a baby... screaming and sweating and that was me) and Graham Taggart Blair was born. He had the cord wrapped around his neck and his body a few times and had breathed in the miconium. The doctor unwrapped him and cut the cord and the nurses cleaned him off and checked his vitals. He had fluid in his lungs still and was breathing too quickly, so I got to hold him for a few seconds and then they had to take him to the nursery and put some oxygen on him and give him some fluids via IV.

Graham weighed in at 6 pounds 15 ounces of absolute preciousness and was 19 1/2 inches long. He is my smallest baby by almost a pound. After being in the nursery for a couple hours he got to come back to me and we really bonded. He had some trouble nursing at first, but is now an expert nurser! I am so grateful for that.

The whole family has fallen absolutely in love with him. Today Graham was sleeping wrapped up in a blanket on my bed and Hyrum came and just watched him for at least 20 minutes in total awe. Maddy keeps wanting to hold him and makes sure he is always covered up. Miles is quickly learning to be soft and is always coming up and saying "baba" (AKA baby) and petting his head or pointing to his nose.

I'm really wanting to add pictures to this post, but it will have to wait until tomorrow. Hopefully I don't forget.


At 8:49 PM , Blogger nick and deb sorensen said...

Yeah! I'm so glad you were able to have him...Glad it was pretty quick too! Phew! GRATEFUL he's healthy and strong. GO GRAHAM!

At 5:22 PM , Blogger Beth said...

I'm so glad he's here! He is such a beautiful little guy! Great Job Melissa! You did great!


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