In preparation for that day we had our HUGE black duffel bag ready by the door, some pillows, snacks and both of our laptops (we figured it would be a good day to be productive.........NOT). Mike and I both settled into bed at a decent hour and both of us slept horribly, haha I mean horribly! That 4am wake-up call could not come soon enough to herald our departure to the hospital.
So 4am came........I showered, curled my hair, put on makeup, shaved my legs.......all the benefits to knowing you were being induced instead of the normal surprise jetting to the hospital when contractions start at home. We got everything loaded into the car and arrived just before 5am. When they got us into our room it seemed very surreal that we were going to have our daughter that day at any time! They got me hooked up to the monitors, into my gown and started giving me Pitocin just before 6am to get the ball rolling.
Some of these pictures arent super attractive but I guess that's what comes with delivery day! Both of these were taken well into the afternoon!
Our Ob, Dr Zargarian, stopped by around 7:45 to break my water and gave orders to continue turning up the pitocin every 15-30 minutes. By 9am, we had three of our support team members settled onto the couch in the birthing room (see pic below)........Grandma Mie-Mie, Aunt Minda & Aunt Kim (my friend from PA school).
So now we were just waiting for news that I was getting close.........hours crawled by and my OB stopped in again but things weren't really progressing very quickly. She asked why I hadn't gotten an epidural yet and I was just waiting for things to get a little more unbearable. Well, about 15 minutes after she left (and cranked up the meds) I was ready for the epidural, not from pain but just starting to get uncomfortable. By 4pm when she stopped by again we were very close at about 7-8 cm dilated and then she came back at 5:30pm saying that she would like me to start pushing.
After this point, I feel like things happened in a blur. Mike was in my ear counting for me to push and the next thing I knew the nurse had put the most beautiful baby girl onto my stomach and was wiping her down with a blanket. Even today reminiscing about that moment I was (and still am) in utter shock and amazement....THIS was OUR daughter, the one I had been daydreaming about and feeling kick around for the past 9 months. All I could do was cry and stroke her tiny little hand! Wow, she was just so beautiful and so perfect.......and oh-my-gosh those cheeks!!!
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