Thursday, July 30, 2009

Induction Failure Results in Eviction Notice



Wednesday evening Chris and I packed our bags and headed to the hospital with anticipation of the arrival of our little bambina Isabella. We checked in and thought surely we had good luck...we were assigned to labor and delivery room #1! As the nurses came in to to ask a million questions, I was receiving an IV by another. Mean while, Chris is at the edge of cracking up while I was holding my breathe and looking up at the ceiling trying not to concentrate on the pain that was only the beginning. Ha! That was nothing compared to the rest of the lovely stay in room #1. About an hour later, the doc came in to administer the cervix softener. I was instructed to keep it in for 12 hours and they'd wake me up at 5am to take it out and start the Pitocin which would induce my labor. After the doc left, Chris was so sweet and bought me my "last" meal (I wasn't allowed to eat the next day while taking Pitocin in case I needed an emergency surgery in case something went wrong). It was a BLT. Finally 10pm came along and the nurse gave me half a sleeping pill so I could get rest since I would need it for labor the next day. So...I zonked out and rested peacefully while my poor husband got stuck on a futon in the room. Later in the evening, 5 am came around. They took the cervix softener out. My cervix had softened, but there was no dilation. Immediately they started the Pitocin and said it should induce labor and dilate the cervix also. I was pretty excited at this point and was sure that my baby was on her way. About an hour later, contractions started. My contractions were steady (2 minutes apart). They had me set on a low dosage of Pitocin because they were concerned that if they went any higher, it would stress the baby. So, around noon the doc came into check on me. My cervix had only dilated to .5cm and I went from 80% effaced to 60% (which is the opposite way we want it to go). I was a little disappointed, but the doc said she wanted to continue the Pitocin for another 6 hours so I'd get it's full effect. Supposedly, it works at a slow rate. The doctor then said she couldn't break my water until I was about 2-3cm dilated. From that point on we waited, waited, and waited while staring at the walls until 6pm. We had so much hope and anticipation, yet I was so tired by this point and in pain. Not only did I have consistent contractions, but cramping was now playing a huge factor. I'll admit we we were getting excited. We thought that maybe the cramps were causing me to dilate. No....the doctor came back at 6:00pm and there was no change in my cervix! In a nutshell, it doesn't matter if you're having great contractions. If your cervix is not effaced at 100% and dilated, you can't push! Talk about a long, painful, and disappointing day.

The doc gave us our options and suggested that we try again next week. So...we're scheduled for another cervix softener next Wednesday evening and Pitocin to induce labor next Thursday in the early morning. If it does not work again, my doctor will perform a c-section that evening. Although little Isabella's actual due date is around the corner, she's gaining weight at an accelerated speed. The induction is in hopes that I'll be able to birth naturally. Who knows...maybe she's too big to even pass through my pelvis? Oh, I forgot we had another sonogram while I was in the hospital to confirm Isabella's position. She is head down. That's great news, but her legs are ginormous! Her legs are measuring at 42 weeks and I'm only 38 weeks along. She's going to be one tall drink of water!

To say the least, our first attempt at an induction was a failure. We were so sad leaving the hospital without our prize in hand, but we know she'll come soon enough and god has a good reason for her delay. Meanwhile, Chris and I have come up with an eviction notice above to vacate our little rebel. Chris is convinced that I'm spoiling her in the womb. She doesn't want to come out! I hope this is not a trait she'll continue to have once she comes out (being stubborn like her mommy)!

Thursday, July 23, 2009

Inducing News

I had a sonogram this past Monday because the baby is measuring large. The sonogram showed that the baby is infact 8 lbs. already and I have 3 weeks to go until my actual due date. That means we have a very large baby on our hands already! So...the doc wants to induce me next week. We're going to be parents NEXT WEEK!!! I can't believe it. I'm so excited and nervous at the same time. Anyway, my doctor has decided to go ahead and induce me next week so that the baby doesn't get too much larger. That also gives me the opportunity to birth naturally (hopefully). I'm not complaining though, I'm so ready to have her. It's been so hard to sleep comfortably, etc lately. I go back to the doctor this coming Monday. She's going to check my cervix and see if there's any progress. I hadn't dialated or effaced at all this week. So on Monday when we go back to the doc she'll check my cervix again. If I still haven't had any progress with my cervix, she's going to put me into the hospital overnight and give me a cervix softener. If that works, she'll induce me the next day. If that doesn't work, they'll do an immediate c-section. I'm praying I can do a vaginal birth though. I've been so lucky and don't have a single stretch mark. If I can get away with not have a scar from a c-section...I'll be grand! Anyway though, that's what's going on with the baby. We're ready. Having her 2 weeks early is good because that means I get more time with her. I only get 6 weeks of FMLA leave once I get back to work. So having her early will give me 8 weeks with her since I'm on summer break right now anyway. Please pray that Monday's appointment goes well for us!

Wednesday, July 8, 2009

Speed Walking...I mean Speed Waddling

Today I decided I'd be a good girl and go work out at the gym. Well, my work out was speed walking on the treadmill. I would love to ride the bike again, but I find myself having to position my legs extremely outward so my legs do not hit my stomach now. It looks pretty funny and I'm sure others at the gym appreciate me not flashing them! So back to walking...due to the fact that I only have 5 weeks left of pregnancy, I felt myself speed waddling tonight instead of speed walking. Chris pointed out to me that I was waddling really bad and that maybe I should turn down the speed on the treadmill. Well, that's the first ever for me! I 'm always die hard about getting a "good" workout in when I do work out. So I guess that explains the intense contractions I had at the gym now! I was just trying to deal with them and toughen up as I listened to Justin Timberlake's "Sexy Back". It was helping me concentrate on the long-term goal at hand. Whatever it takes...I'm there! Anyway, hopefully the speed "waddling" will improve over the next week. Maybe it will even help induce labor! For tonight though, I'm pretty darn sore from just simple walking/waddling. What a change since my marathon days right! It's amazing what pregnancy can do to your body...like really slowing it down. I hope to be back to walking normal and running a.s.a.p. after the baby is born (in fact, I'm planning my first marathon already).

Sunday, July 5, 2009

Get Down and Boogie Prego!

Chris and I at Paula's Wedding (Yes, Prego's can get down too!)

This is Chris' mom, Chris, and myself at Paula's wedding. Hopefully this is the last time I have to dress up while being prego. Being comfy is worth millions!


Okay, so Chris and I went to one of Chris' childhood friend's wedding (Paula's) last weekend. Chris was looking as charming as ever while I'm tipping the scales being prego. I guess we're "complimenting" each other in the weight department these days. Everyone says all of the time that I look great and that I'm all belly, but don't under estimate the new ghetto booty and thunder thighs I have inherited in these past 8 months so far! Lately I have felt like a huge whale while I accidently bump my belly bump into things without even noticing. I feel like I've grown so much in the past few weeks. I have no idea how in the world my precious baby of mine is even going to grow anymore in my human incubator. We have 5 weeks left until her debut and I'm hoping and praying that mother nature will be kind. The point is...I look like I'm ready to pop at some point soon and I can't imagine being any larger. I've had so many people even ask me if I'm having twins......NO!!! While I cannot complain about how the rest of my pregnancy has gone, I still can't help but to feel the "I'm a whale prego blues".


ANYWAY, back to the wedding....Chris and I had a blast. I even managed to put on some heels for the first time in months! I won't lie, I had to finigle my way into those strapy things. I couldn't help but to laugh when I finally got them onto my swollen feet. I looked like an elehant trying to wear thin strings around my feet for shoes. It was pretty funny. Chris insisted that I just wear flip flops, but I just couldn't wear sandals to a wedding in a nice formal dress! Is he crazy? That's a man for you...not worried about accessorizing, matching, or looking good. After leaving the house to attend the wedding, my feet felt amazingly great. I even managed to get out on the dance floor at the reception to get down to dance with my husband. For those of you who know me well, you know that I cannot bypass dancing. That's my thing! I LOVE to dance and I put my back into it! Put me on a dance floor with music and I'm set. After a few hours after lots of sitting, dancing, and sipping on my fantastic sparkling water while my mouth was watering watching everyone else enjoy adult beverages...we decided to leave the party. Yes, we were still the early fuddy duddy's leaving the scene I have to admit. I'd like to blame it on the baby, but maybe I'm just getting older now and can't hang until the wee hours of the morning anymore. Sad, but true. The next morning after the wedding, Chris' mom cracked me up when she mentioned how all of the older individuals at the reception couldn't believe that I was dancing so crazy and wearing heels while being so pregnant. I may be pregnant, but I'm not dead! Get down and boogie sisters!