Lucky Baby

We had our little Adison on St. Patrick's day so she has got to be a very lucky little girl! I am going to write down my memory and thoughts about the delivery so if you don't want to hear about that.... I wouldn't read this.
This whole week I have been scared out of my mind. Knowing what had to happen to get this baby out of my belly..... but I always have so many bad thoughts and worry about every possible thing that can go wrong that it was killing me. I have a few things that I have done before I have had each of my kids. I get my toe-nails painted, shave my legs, get the clothes ready, and I have had a blessing before each delivery. I am so grateful that I have a husband that is able to give such comforting blessings, and it helps calm my nerves every time.
I went into the doc's office on Wed. and he just looked at me and said, "well if you haven't had this baby by Monday come in".... I thought it was weird because I was a couple day's over my date, and he didn't even check me to see if anything was going on... So I said, "how big do you think this baby is right now"? And he said, "oh 8 + pounds". So I was shocked and a little made that he wanted to wait even longer and let her get even bigger. So that is when I had to say lets get this baby started. He thought about it and kept throwing day's around like Sunday, Monday, and I just said, "tomorrow"!
We went in around 8:30 a.m. on March 17, and they got us all checked in, talked to us about how my other labors have been (so they were all expecting this to go by soooo fast).... They got me hooked up to monitor before they started the pit and I was already having contractions every two minutes, but they were not very big and not doing anything. So around 9:30 they turned the pit on and got them going a little stronger. I did really good and went from a 1 to a four by 12:00. I have been very scared of the pain I knew I was going to be feeling and I knew that with my other girls I waited to long to get an epidural so it didn't work.... so I wanted it as soon as I hit a four. I must have made the anesthesiologist nervous because he really drugged me up
A LOT! He got it going and made sure I was all numb, and then gave me another dose, and then a half hour later came in again and set me up with a drip line. I loved not feeling the pain, but I was starting to feel sick and dizzy so they turned it off.
By 4:30 I was past a 8 and so they kept calling the doc and telling him to hurry because for me in the past by that time it was over in a flash. But he was working and didn't come until 5:10 p.m. and that is when I started to push. I couldn't believe how different it felt, and couldn't understand why nothing was happening. The most I have ever pushed before was three sets of three and and then I was done. I could tell by the doc's reaction each time that nothing was happening with each push and it just made me so frustrated. The doctor blamed it on the baby having a big head and said "with each push it was molding to pelvis so just be patient and it wasn't a big deal because most lady's push for over two hours". (he said this three of four times and I finally said shhhhhpp) After 40 minutes of pushing I was so worn out and the epidural was all gone on my left side and almost gone on my right side, I told them I wanted it turned back on. The doctor thought it would just go by faster without it so he just ignored me..... At 6:00, I finally felt her start to move a little with every push and then by 6:15 she was out. It was KINDA neat to feel her little body move inside me and then feel with each push her body coming out, but no pain would have been even better...... (For some reason half way through this, my left hip felt like I had broken it and was giving me so much pain.... in between each push Ryan was a sweetheart and would rub it really deep for me and it helped a lot).
With each of my girls I have always felt so much energy after I have had them, but with Adison I was sooooooo tired and just worn out. My body felt like it had been run over by a truck, and I was sore every where. (I have never felt so old). I tried to stand up and go to the bathroom about two hours after she was born and my hips didn't want to work. I was glad Ryan was there to hold me up or I would have fallen like a box of rocks.
She weighed 7 lbs 14 oz. and is 22 inches long. Her head was 14 inches around and so I don't know why she was so hard. She wasn't as fat as I thought she was going to be.
After everything calmed down they brought her to me and she was already reaching and trying to nurse, and she knew exactly what to do. No matter how long I did it she didn't want to stop so we ended up giving her a bottle because she acted like she was starving. Around 12:00 I told the nurse that I was so tired and I needed a good night's rest to to keep her in the nursery for the night. And as soon as they took her she just started to scream and was so sad. I could hear every little cry... (also some weird guy right next door that wouldn't stop yelling ALL night long.... he kept yelling, "Nurse...... HELP") So as soon as my head would hit the pillow and I would start to drift to sleep, someone would come in to check my bleeding and rub my belly. Then as soon as I would start to fall asleep again, they would bring me the baby to see if I could nurse..... I didn't get any sleep at all and it was so frustrating.
The next day the doc came in and talked to me like I should stay another night and I said "no way, I hate this place"!!! So he agreed to let me go home.
Adison was up the entire night also and fell asleep around 6:00. In the night she had a lot of messy diapers and had a very hard time burping and just couldn't get feeling better.... I was so scared to bring her home because I have not had a fussy baby yet, and she was scaring the crap out of me. I am not good at staying up all night with a screaming baby you don't know what to do with.
But when they brought her in she was happy as could be and made three or four more messy diapers and ate a little and was just as cute as could be. (She really likes Ryan and just cuddles up to him). She still didn't sleep a lot in the hospital, but as soon as we got home she was out!
From 12:00 -6:00 Adison and I had a GREAT nap. (I woke up but she is still sleeping hard) I just hope she sleeps again tonight!