They say that every pregnancy is different and our newest bundle of joy definitely proved that.
Flashback to September 2015:
It was 4am on September 19th when we were getting ready to get on a plane to the West Coast for my good friend, Scott's wedding. As most women who are about to travel across the country around the time of their period wonder, I was trying to figure out how many tampons to pack for our trip when I thought back to when Aunt Flo should have graced us with her presence. At this point I was about a week late and thought, "Eh, let me just see if there are any pregnancy tests still under the sink just to make sure." Well, that was a real wakeup call at 4am to have the Clear Blue Digital come back as "pregnant" so needless to say this was not exactly a planned pregnancy.
As the weeks progressed and my pregnancy was officially confirmed by ultrasound I couldn't believe how good I felt. I started this pregnancy almost 20lbs less than my last one. I was running about 10 miles a week and eating really well and as a result didn't have any morning sickness the entire pregnancy. Because things were already so different, we were eagerly awaiting our New Year's Eve anatomy scan. The big bet was that it would be a girl because of how vastly different it was from Tripp's pregnancy, though Ive always said I'm destined to have three boys. Sure enough, another boy! We also learned, as we had anticipated, that I had low lying placenta again so exercise was reduced to just walking and pelvic rest began.
Another big difference this time around is that three of my friends were also due in May so it was nice to experience everything with them. Unfortunately, I was the last one due in the bunch so when those babies started popping out I was getting antsy.
Monday, May 16th and still no baby :( I went to see Dr. Levat with high hopes that she would do a stretch and sweep to kickstart labor but when she checked me (at 39 weeks) I was 3cm dilated but my cervix was still thick and high. I was crushed. We scheduled my 40 week appointment to have a Non-Stress Test and she would check me again before deciding what to do next. That evening I was so depressed and in a total funk. I just wanted to meet my baby so you can imagine how excited I was to pass my mucous plug that night and have "bloody show". I thought for sure it meant baby would be here the next day...but I was wrong.
Tuesday, May 17th contractions started in the evening that were timeable but only while active. I spent the evening bouncing on a yoga ball and the contractions were every five minutes but as soon as I laid down they slowed and then stopped. I was crushed. Life went on like this for two more days.
Thursday, May 19th I decided to pull Tripp out of school a little early to go to the zoo as a family. I had been having contractions for a good part of the day and just had a feeling that it could be our last day as a family of three. Around 6pm I started to feel more regular contractions so I started timing them. After dinner I laid in bed with Tripp to watch a movie and the contractions were still coming...for 4.5 hours I labored at home because I was so afraid that I would get to the hospital and they would send me home. Finally at 11pm Bob gave me the emotional pep talk I needed and we called his sister to come and stay with Tripp. Just after midnight I was hooked up to the monitor and as of 1:20am I was 4cm dilated, 50% effaced and at a -2 station so Dr. Levat was called and the instructions were to let me labor on my own until morning or until I asked for an epidural in which case they would check me again.
Friday, May 20th - 7am - Dr. Levat comes in to check me and immediately says "you can't be in labor. What's going on here?" I was so discouraged even though I had been having contractions that were about 3 minutes apart, but I was able to breathe through them. She thought I looked too relaxed to be in labor...but when she checked me I was 8cm, 90%, and 0 station so she broke my water and they prepped the room for delivery. Just after 8am I was in position to start pushing but stopped after the first round of 3 pushes because there was still a lip to my cervix so it was back to laboring and omg were those contractions super painful. Dr. Levat was very encouraging that I made it this far without an epidural and was still in good spirits so I decided to continue without it...but then it got too intense. When she checked me about 30 minutes later you could see the baby's head. I was 9.5cm, 100%, and +2.5 station so it was definitely go time, but the pain from the contractions was just too intense for me and I asked for an epidural knowing that it was possible I wouldn't be able to get it in time. Within 5 minutes the anesthesiologist was in the room prepping me for an epidural. I was so scared that something would go wrong because the contractions were unbearable, but I was told that I have the perfect back for an epidural and he was able to get it in even during a contraction. I just focused my breathing and tried to put my mind in a different place. The next big hurdle was figuring out how much to give me. Because I was so far along, he didn't want to give too much because I wouldn't be able to feel the pushing which could make things way worse so he opted for half the normal dose. My legs started to get tingly and the contractions went from a 10 on the pain scale down to a 5. Dr. Levat came back in and asked if I felt like I was ready to push but I just didn't have the overwhelming urge yet. About 15 minutes later she asked again and I decided to give it a go. Up in the stirrups I went and his little head was already there. Two rounds of 3 pushes each and Hunter Daniel entered the world at 9:57am.