Here is the timeline and story of how Miss Marra came into the world...
I had my 39 week visit with the doctor... I was miserably uncomfortable, I think it was about 90 plus degrees outside, I was full fledge waddling and knew that I could NOT go one more week with this baby inside my belly... here is a glimpse of how GIANT I was at 39 weeks....
I am not sure if I emphasized how many people were in shock at the size of my stomach and found it hard to believe that I only had one baby inside... people are crazy and made me feel like a beast... needless to say it was all about to make sense.
At the doctor, my blood pressure was really high and that alarmed the doctor. I was 4 cm dilated and she decided I needed to go to Labor and Delivery and be examined.... they might send me home she said... luckily the hospital is about 1 mile from our house so, this was not inconvenient.
Around 3:30pm on Tuesday June 25 we walked into the hospital casually, were admitted to triage, hooked up to heart rate/contraction machine... and never went home!
I was having contractions, oddly enough I was not really feeling them!
Around 6:30pm my doctor arrived and decided she wanted to break my water. This was getting serious.... Reason #1 that I had a LARGE belly... I was carrying a very large water bag.... OMG was there a lot of water... it just kept coming out... I had not laughed this much in a long time. Everyone was laughing, Dr, nurse, husband... I have a feeling this baby is going to be a good swimmer, because she was living in a large pool!
I began walking the halls to keeping things moving along... here is how the rest of the time went:
8pm- checked into Delivery Room
Walked and walked and walked some more...
Hung out on the exercise ball-ate grape popsicles- did cross word puzzles
walked, hung out with sister in law, listened to oldies music
12:45am- requested epidural
1:30am- waiting for anesthesiologist- big thunderstorm happening outside
1:50am- epidural completed- tried to sleep
at some point in this time they started petocin...
6:00am- told to start pushing... I felt nothing... I didn't know if I was pushing or what was happening...
They decided to wait a little bit for the epidural to wear down...
7:30am- told the following all in about 1 minute:
- Its time to start pushing, the new nurse and new doctor will be in shortly..... "wait- what!?" Yep, after all those hours my doctor was not going to deliver my baby... her shift was over and she doesn't work on Wednesdays... WTF.... ok so I am still bitter, but at the time I didn't have time to think about it....
8:00-9:59am- pushing in many positions... lots and lots of pain and horror thinking that I might not make it out of this alive.....
on Wednesday June 26 at 9:59am after 3 long horrific hours of pushing- we welcomed our daughter! It was an amazing moment... She was perfect and healthy.
Reason # 2 that I had a large belly- our beauty was a hefty 9lbs 2oz! I never imagined that we would have a big baby, but we are thankful that we did!
*thank you to my lovely husband who noted all of this information while it was happening! some is memory, but most is from his notes!