One month! I don’t know how this happened.
First, let me introduce Lucille Jane, born October 9th at 7:46pm, weighing 8 pounds 2 ounces, 19.5 inches long. She had a full head of dark hair and is as perfect as can be.
Her birth was for the most part, thankfully, uneventful. I was two days overdue and we had gone to see the doctor, anticipating that we would be scheduling an induction for the following week. My blood pressure was extremely high and my doctor sent us right over to the hospital. I was admitted and hooked up to an IV and pitocin was started by am 11:30am. By 1:30pm my water had broken on it’s own. The hospital staff was trying to keep my blood pressure regulated. It was high so they administered some medication to bring it down. Then when my epidural was administered, it tanked, so I was given more medication to bring it back up. That part of the day was completely a blur, but the good news is that my epidural worked wonderfully and I wasn’t feeling a thing.
The day actually flew by. The whole blood pressure up-and-down thing took some time to regulate and there were a lot of nurses in and out helping. Both our families were there and they spent the afternoon chatting while I dozed on and off and the rest of the day was so uneventful that I don’t remember much of it. To tell you the truth I don’t even remember how long I pushed before Lucy arrived. It was a crazy emotional and rewarding experience and I would do it all again in a heartbeat. The end result (her!) was 100% worth any kind of pain or downside to pregnancy and labor.