I wanted to start a blogging again for my baby! Yup! A baby has happened in my absence from blogging. I contemplated writing a fill in blog, but I would rather just pick up with were we're at in life now. -I will just back us up to Peyton's birth.
AHEM- Peyton's birth...the weekend before:
By the time I reached 38 weeks in my pregnancy, I'd gain 60 lbs (gasp)! This was not planned. By my 3rd trimester my Dr told me I was anemic and this left me tired 24/7. I think I slept the whole entire last month of my pregnancy. With being lethargic and reaching a phase to which I just didn't care anymore, it was easy to pack on the pounds. And I did! I was so heavy and PREGNANT. I just wanted my body back and to meet my baby. With all of my discomfort, and I'm sure complaining, a friend told me that pineapples helped you naturally go into labor. Because I was desperate to be "normal" again I ventured out to Sams club and bought a whole case of pineapples. I'm sure I was a vision, big ole me walking in and then walking out with my pineapples.
That Friday I ate a can of pineapples and they were tasty! After eating a can, I realized I had 7 more cans left. Don't get me wrong, I love pineapple, but was I really going to sit there and eat 7 cans of this stuff? And did this really work? I decided to google "pineapple inducing labor". Yup, there it was, pineapple has a natural enzyme that helps naturally induce labor, BUT the pineapple has to be FRESH (canning process kills that enzyme)! ha! of course, just my luck. I also read that kiwis have that same enzyme. "Scotttttt, can you go get me a fresh pineapple and some Kiwis???" haha thank goodness for Scott!
After 30mins-time it took to send him to the store and cut my pineapple, I was back on track to meeting Mr. Peyton. I only managed to eat 1/2 a pineapple that night. Saturday morning I woke up to have more pineapple with a side of kiwi. I noticed something happened which contributes to labor being around the corner. I'll spare the details because it's not something worth sharing. By the time Sunday rolled around, I had eatin 2 1/2 pineapples and 10 kiwis. Yes, my mouth was raw and I coud bare no more! Luckily, I started having contractions, every 10 minutes.
My contractions kept on 10 minutes apart until 11pm monday night. -they started becoming more intense and were now 5 mins apart. After enduring 3 hours of consistent contractions at 5 mins aprt (after already enduring 2 days of contractions), I begged Scott to take me to the hospital.
We arrived at North Hills hospital around 2:45 am. I was 90% effaced, and dilated to a 5. Within an hour, we were admitted. I originally planned on an all natural labor, but my contractions were horrible and I was exhausted from 2 straight days of them and opted for an epidural. By 5 am I had my epidural and was not dilated to 7-8...things seemed to be on track. my Dr. arrived around 8:30 am. Without examining me, he was there to break my water and he did. An hour later I was 95% effaced and dilated to a 10. My Dr, wanted me to try and start pushing and so did my body. I pushed for an hour straight and Peyton's head wasn't budging. His head was in sight, but not moving any further. My dr. also informed us that he was face up -which explained the horrible back pain I'd been having.
After the first failed attempt of trying to push him out, (that's all my body wanted to do was push), the 2nd round of pushing was met with pitocin (bc my contractions were not speeding up). I pushed again for another hour and Peytons heart rate dropped from 165 to 65. My dr came back in and by the look of his face, I already knew what he was thinking and before he could say anything, I began to cry and repetitively tell him "no". With Peyton not making any progress and his heart rate dropping the way it was, he wanted me to have a c-section. By this time my epidural ran out and I was in horrible pain, back labor and pitocin made for the worst contractions and I could feel EVERYTHING. Because of the pain and Peyton's heart rate not being steady, I gave up and opted for the c-section.
By around 4pm, I was rolled into the OR and by 4:29 pm Peyton Christopher Young was born. 7lbs, 11oz, 20 1/3 inches long. He brought instand tears to our eyes.
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| This is when my epidural ran out and I was in horrific pain. Scott saw it as a photo op! |
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| First family photo. I was pretty out of it! |
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| It's a boy! |
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| I cannot believe this little guy was inside of me for 9 months! |
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| Uncle Derek was there too! |
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