Early Monday morning my mom, Nick, and I headed to the hospital in order to begin my induction. We got there, and were sent to the waiting room, because on that day, they were very busy. We sat in the waiting room for almost two hours waiting for my name to be called. When it was finally called, I was brought right into a room, asked to give a sample, hooked to the baby monitor, and had an IV hooked into me.
After about 30 minutes my doctor came in to break my water, which was beyond painful. It would seem that my bag did not want to be popped. I was then given the drug Pitocin and soon my contractions began.
I wasn't very smart, because Nick and I had planned to have a C-Section until the last minute, where I decided I wanted to at least try having a natural birth once, so we have never taken any birthing classes. 1. Because we couldn't afford them. and 2. Kaiser would not cover the classes, because they were not classes given by Kaiser, yet there were no classes provided by Kaiser, here in the Desert. So I was not prepared for the pain, and had no idea on how to breathe.
So while my mom was trying to explain how to breathe properly, I was having an issue with the contractions and the blood pressure cuff (it was squeezing tight and left a nasty bruise on my arm).
It was soon found that my blood pressure was rising and my doctor decided to place me on magnesium sulfate to try and lower my bp.
So for 12 hours (during which, I was not allowed to eat because of the magnesium sulfate) I was in labor, but it was soon found that I was not progressing as far as my doctor wanted. I was only 4cm along. It was then decided that I would have a C-Section.
So I was prepped for surgery, and Nick came in with me. I was nervous and worried about something happening and everyone who knows me, knows that I never do well with pressure and nerves. So I'm on the table, Nick is sitting next to me, and I manage to lose the med they had given me (that was supposed to prevent me from throwing up), then I couldn't breathe (to which I was told was normal - the numbing drug that they gave me I guess does that), then I could feel them cutting into me (like sharp pinches - I wasn't completely numb), and then Makenna wouldn't come out, so they had to push above my stomach to assist her (which hurt like no other).
Finally Makenna was out, and I was light-headed. I was so out of it, that I wasn't able to look at her until I was back into the recovery room. Once I was back into the room my mom, Jenni, and Nick were all there looking at Makenna.
My mom and Jenni were asked to leave, and they both promised to be back in the morning. So Nick and I were left to get to know our newest daughter. She was so beautiful, and I just didn't want to ever put her down.
The next day, dad, Darren, Jenni, and Lizzie came to visit (Mom was already there). It was time for Lizzie to meet her baby sister. She was so cute about the whole thing. She wanted to hold Makenna all by herself, so she marched right over to a chair, climbed on top, sat down, and held her hands out, waiting for someone to place Makenna there.
So for a while Lizzie was in awe of Makenna, but then she got bored (like most two year olds do) and was ready to move on to something else. So all-in-all it was a long painful day, but it was well worth it at the end. Although we are very done for a very long time... lol
