The labor process was both as expected and surprising at the same time (if that's possible).
I was due Saturday, April 25th but my doctor was expecting me to go well past the due date so we had plans to induce on Wednesday evening. Luckily, it didn't get to that!
I woke up Monday morning with cramps at around 7:30am and thought I was just uncomfortable so I got into the bath for a while (actually a long while). I waited until about 11:30 to wake Deniz because I figured, if it was labor, we were going to be in for a long day. For a few hours, I was still unconvinced that it was really labor since it wasn't that bad. My mom was here to help me and she, Deniz, and I played cribbage for a few hours until the contractions got bad enough that I was convinced it was for real, around 2 pm. At about 3:30, they were 5 minutes apart and 1 minute long so we decided to head to the hospital!
We made it to the hospital around 4:30 and, after waiting a while, I finally got checked out and was only 3 centimeters!! Oh boy! They said we had to wait a while longer before we could get checked in and get a room. We finally made it to a room (apparantly the best they had!) and I jumped into the tub first thing. When I emerged, I was ready for my epidural (I wanted to wait as long as possible, turns out, that wasn't very long!) and they were there as soon as I got dried off (I've heard stories about having to wait around for the anesthesiologist, boy am I glad THAT didn't happen!). It was wonderful! Labor is painful, I knew that going in but what I wasn't expecting was for it to be so exausting! The contractions hurt a ton and when they were over, I would feel like I was going to pass out. Deniz even had to catch me a few times because my knees would buckle. The Epidural really took care of that, it was wonderful. I was able to relax a bit, get all covered up and have Deniz' family come in to say hello (my mom was there most of the time already). The biggest reason I originally wanted to wait to get drugs is because you can't walk around once you get the epidural, you have to stay in bed. Turns out, I had NO desire to walk around AT ALL!! So it worked out well.
Just after the drugs came (around 9pm), I was merely 4 centimeters, barely any progression at all, looked like it was going to be a long night! About an hour later, the doctor finally came to check on me (not my doc though, she was on call the next day, I missed having her deliver by a just few hours) and I was 6 1/2 centimeters! The epidural really pushed my pregnancy into overdrive! He tried to break my water but it was already broken so he said he'd be back when it was time to push. About an hour later, I was in pain again and it turned out that the epidural was not strong enough for me and they had to give me more drugs.
Within a half an hour (around 11pm), I was feeling really weird but I didn't think it could be time to push because it had only been about 90 minutes since I was 6 1/2. My mom finally convinced me to call the nurse and she checked me and, sure enough, it was time to push!!!! So, we got ready and the nurse helped me get started. We pushed for a while and I was doing such a good job that they called for the doctor right away. Unfortunatley...the doctor was delivering another baby at the same time! After I pushed for 30 minutes, no doctor in sight, the nurse told me to STOP PUSHING!! So, for 20 minutes, I had to resist the urge to push (horrible!), waiting for the doctor to finish up with the other baby. Just when they were about to call in a different doctor, the other baby was born and our doctor came rushing in! Just a few contractions worth of pushing later and we had our baby!!! All-in-all, I was pushing for about an hour, including over 20 minutes of waiting.
They put our beautiful baby on my chest and he was beautiful! They were suctioning his nose and mouth and he was breathing very wet so they decided to call in the ICU because they thought he had inhaled some meconium. Turns out, he had inhaled and swallowed meconium so they had to suction his nose, throat, and airway with a tiny tube! Once he was breathing well, they bundled him up and let Deniz hold him. Then, his family and my mom joined us in the room to meet Eli. They weighed and measured him and gave him his first bath. After a while, everyone else went home (it WAS around 2am!) and we got a few minutes alone with our new baby.
At around 2:30 am, we were moved to our recovery room (about a third of the size of the delicery room) and, after a quick check-up they took our sleeping baby to the nursery to get evaluated and they told us he'd be back to feed around 4 am. We woke up at 6 am and guess what? No baby! When I called to ask about him, they told us that he had a low body temp so they were keeping him to try to warm him up and they would bring him to us soon. Within about 30 minutes, two nurses arrived (no baby) and one of them was the ICU nurse! Turns out, he had poor oxygen levels as well and they decided that, combined with the meconium incident, and the low body temp, he would need to be observed in the NICU in case of infection. This starts another story, see the next posting for the NICU saga.