Tuesday April 28, 2015
I woke up Tuesday around 4:30 am. I was feeling some
contractions and took a nifedipine right away. At around 5:00 am I started to
time how far apart they were on my phone. They started out about 4 minutes
apart: 5:00, 5:04, 5:08, 5:12, 5:16 etc. I continued to lay in bed thinking the
nifedipine would kick in. At 6:00 they became 3 minutes apart. At this point
they were quite painful but I could still talk during them I was just in a lot
of discomfort. I rolled over and told Stephen that this might be it. Stephen
didn’t seem so sure since we had gone through this a total of 3 times now and
were sent home from the hospital. I too wanted to wait it out a little longer
to make sure it was the real deal. I called my parents and let them know that
this may be it so they could get ready to come to the hospital. By 6:30 I was
in a lot of pain and told Stephen we needed to leave. He called his parents and
they said they could be there in 40 minutes. He jumped in the shower and while
he was showering I went to the bathroom and noticed that I was bleeding. It
startled and scared me a bit because the doctor always told me to come in right
away if I ever started bleeding. Stephen oh so kindly was taking his sweet
time. I still don’t think he quite realized how serious this was. The girls
were still sound asleep and by this point it is about 7:00 am. My contractions
were now about 2 minutes apart and I started to hustle. I told Stephen to hurry
and call someone to come over until his parents could make it over. I didn’t
know how long it would be and I knew we needed to leave asap. He called my
visiting teacher but she didn’t answer. Next he tried our next-door neighbor
Ashley. This was their conversation:
Stephen: Hi Ashley, this is Stephen. Jenaca is having labor
pains and I am wondering what you are doing?
Ashley: I am just getting the girls ready for school.
Stephen: Oh are you? I was going to see if you could
possibly come over for a minute until my parents got here but if you are getting
them ready for school that probably wont work. (I am literally dying that he
isn’t saying WE NEED YOU NOW…HURRY!!!) But I couldn’t talk at this point I was
in so much pain.
Ashley: Oh, it’s ok just give me a minute while I get
Kaitylnn dressed.
We waited in the driveway until we saw her open her front
door to walk over to our house. As soon as I saw the front door open, I told
Stephen to hurry and go! It was now 7:18am and we were pulling out of the
driveway. Stephen then stopped, rolled down his window, and started to thank
Ashley. I turned to him and yelled, “GO!!!” Stephen was in a bit of shock
because that is not like me. He still didn’t realize how bad it was and how
quickly we needed to get to the hospital. We were hitting every light on
university parkway and I now my contractions are SO close and SO intense I was
extremely scared that we were not going to make it. I am still not super vocal
so during the contractions I would groan and cute Stephen trying to help in any
way begins to ask me if I want a banana. I didn’t respond and once again he
asks me if I wanted a banana. I was so mad I wanted to throw that banana out
the window. Of course I don’t want a banana… I feel like I am dying and you ask
me if I want a banana. I want to get to the hospital babe… just please hurry
and get me to the hospital. Haha While passing the old RC Willey on University
I began to feel an urge to push that was unlike anything else. I physically
could not stop myself from pushing when a contraction would come. I literally
had NO control. It was terrifying. I started to feel light headed and thought I
was going to pass out. I don’t think I was breathing well during the
contractions and my hands and face started to tingle. At this point, Stephen
started to calm me down and tell me how close we were. He was speeding fast and
had his emergency lights on. We arrived at the hospital at 7:32 am. He left the
car on, ran and got a wheelchair and took me straight into the hospital while
the car was still running. While entering I started another contraction and was
groaning so loud. A man saw and ran to get the elevator for us. We made it to
the 4th floor and as we walked in I hit another contraction. The
front desk lady jumped on the phone and said, “A woman is bearing down she is
going to have this baby any minute her her in a room.” She told us the room and
we got to it as quickly as possible. Seconds later a team of about 10 people
came in. We got into the room at 7:25 am. I was gripping onto the side rail
begging them to help me. The pain was unreal and I was trying to cope but
couldn’t even think straight. I have never had a baby natural but at this point
I knew I had no choice. The nurse checked me…said I was complete and that she
could feel the babies’ head. The doctor broke my water and it felt like a
waterfall came out of me. And for a second I had a small amount of relief
because there was so much pressure from all that water. Next they had my legs
in the stern ups and said when you have a contraction just start pushing because
the baby is right here. With my previous babies I had an epidural so they would
tell me when to push. This was a completely different experience because my
body was telling me when to push and I just followed its lead. I was in some
serious pain while pushing because I could feel EVERYTHING. The nurse described
it as the ring of fire and there really is not better way to say it. It was
very painful. The doctor and nurse kept telling me how great I was doing and
kept encouraging me. I pushed about 5 times and Hudson was born at 7:41 am on
April 28, 2015. We made it to the hospital room and I had him 6 minutes later.
The second he was born all the pain I had just experienced was gone. The pain
came back shortly after when I had to get stitched but I was on a high. It was
so empowering to have a baby natural. It is hard to describe how I felt.
When he come out it
was really scary. He was blue and was unresponsive. I kept waiting for the cry
but nothing was happening. The doctor was suctioning his mouth and nose and I
kept saying, “Is he ok? What’ wrong?” The doctor said not to worry and they
just need to rile him up a bit. They took him over to a bed by the door and I
couldn’t see what was going on anymore. Seconds later my mom and dad walked in
the door and were in complete shock when they saw a baby. They thought they
were in the wrong room and then my mom saw me. She couldn’t believe I had
already had Hudson because she had talked to us 10 minutes earlier when we were
driving to the hospital. She figured I would have him a couple hours later and
they would for sure make it with plenty of time. I kept looking over at Hudson
from the hospital bed but couldn’t see what was going on. I would hear a couple
cries here and there but I knew he was having a hard time. The doctor from the
nicu asked everyone to step back and give him space. They started to lift his
arms, poke his tummy and sides to try and get him to respond. He was still
purplish blue and Stephen said it was really hard to see them lifting his limbs
and watching them flop back on the bed. They put some oxygen on his mouth and
took him to the nicu right away. We had no idea how much he weighed or anything
like that. While I was delivering the placenta and while the doctor was
stitching me up I kept asking him if everything was ok. He assured me that
everything would be fine.
Stephen and my dad
went and gave Hudson a blessing in the nicu and when they came back they said
he was doing much better. His skin was now a normal color and they had him hooked
up to monitors and he was breathing on his own. It was such a relief and I just
continued to pray and thank Heavenly Father that everything was ok. I tested
positive for group b strep but was unable to get the antibiotic in my system
because I had Hudson so quickly. Since group b can be passed to babies and can
be extremely dangerous we were really nervous about this. They said they give
preemie babies the antibiotics right away just in case they have the infection
to hopefully catch it before it can become dangerous. Hopefully if he did get
it the antibiotic will take care of it and it won’t get worse. I am truly
grateful for modern medicine and all they can do nowadays. It was a very
wonderful, scary, beautiful, stressful and amazing morning. I feel so much love
for our little boy and am so grateful that Heavenly Father has placed him into
our family and I get to be his mother.
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