I prayed for this child, and the Lord answered my prayer and gave him to me.
(1 Samuel 1:27)
This photo below was taken on Tuesday.
I was 36 weeks pregnant… and this is as far as I made it with this pregnancy.
Baby Jack’s Birth Story
Wednesday went by just as normal.
The funny thing is that Wednesday morning, I emailed one of my daycare parents telling her of my plans for the daycare during labor/delivery and the time period after I return home from the hospital. I want them to feel comfortable bring their kids back after I have the baby. We agreed on everything and my Wednesday continued.
Little did I know, that email was sent at a perfect time.
3 pm: I started having contractions. Nothing different than any other day. When I get regular contractions, I know the steps to take. Drink a ton of water right away and the contractions will stop. If they don’t, then lay down. If that doesn’t work, take a bath and relax. For me, usually the water works.
It didn’t this time. So I drank more.
I was waiting for my two daycare kids to go home so I could relax and maybe lay across the couch. In the meantime, I had some review posts to get done so I sat on my exercise ball at my coffee table with my laptop, while the kids played. Every time I had a contraction, I would lay back on my ball and stretch my body out on the couch behind me to be more comfortable.
4 pm: I decided to start timing.
They were 9 minutes apart. Steady. And painful. I kept drinking water, with no luck.
8 pm: I got some work done and about 8 pm I decided to relax in the tub. At that time contractions were anywhere between 3 to 9 minutes apart. I was still thinking that they would stop, but they didn’t.
9 pm: contractions were between 3 to 4 min apart and so so painful. I called the doctor to make sure I was ‘okayed’ to stay home as long as possible. Doc said that was fine.
11 pm: I only made it until 11 pm. I was in so much pain. I got out of the tub, and called my step-dad to come over to be with the kids. Contractions were 2 minutes apart. I packed my little bag in between contractions. When my bag was packed, I handed out the orders: Becca helped me grab a few extra things I needed to bring with me and I asked Austin to do all the harder stuff. I still had not brought baby gear into the house so I had a list of items I needed him to get from the garage and put together. Emma was at grandma and grandpa’s so she was on her way over with grandpa.
12 am: I was admitted. Contractions were 2 minutes apart and was only dilated to a 1 cm. ONE! ALL THIS PAIN and ONLY 1 CM!!! I’ve been in labor for 9 hours and I was ONLY at 1 CM!!! I had horrible back labor. My contractions caused my pelvic bone to hurt in a way that I have never felt before with my other labors. It felt like my bone was slowly breaking apart. My back was killing me.
1 am: I gave up. I got an epidural. I wanted to die. But of course, as soon as I got it, I was in heaven. I am not ‘for’ epidurals, but I couldn’t make it any longer. As soon as I was numb, I went to sleep.
2 am: I was dilated to 7 cm.
4 am: I was dilated to 9 cm.
From here on out, it gets blurry.
They broke my water a few hours later because I would not dilate to 10 cm.
It did not work. I would not dilate past 9 cm.
At some point, Baby Jack’s heart rate would not tolerate contractions. His rate was dropping down into the 40’s and we were so scared. They mentioned cesarean section more than once.
They had a billion monitors in and on me.
They decided to do an amnio fusion (to put the fluid back in my amniotic sac). They thought that with the fluid being gone out of the sac, it was putting pressure on the umbilical cord during contractions… which was what was making his heart rate drop.
9:20 am: I was finally at 10 cm. They paged the doctors and rushed to get the room ready. They had extra doctors in our room due to Baby Jacks heart condition, not to mention he was 3.5 weeks early. They not only needed to check his heart right away, but they had the neonatal team in to deal with his lungs from being so early.
9:26 am: Doctor yelled, “you’re having a contraction, push!”
I pushed and Mike started crying and said, “there he is keep pushing!”
I assumed that Mike saw Baby Jack’s hairy head. I figured that (like other labors) as soon as I stopped pushing, the baby’s head would disappear again.
He came straight out… on that first push.
Crying and perfect.
Born 6/21/2012 @ 9:26 am
5 lbs 10 oz
18.5 Inches long
My Baby Jack is perfect!
All of the doctors swooped him into the little heater bed to look him over. As I was delivering the placenta, I asked questions and the doctors and nurses would tell me what they were doing to him.
He was breathing great!
His heart was great!
He got a score of 9 on the apgar test.
We love him so much, I have no word to describe how in love I am with him!
And as if beautiful, perfect Baby Jack was not enough… we have even better news.
Being a preemie, Jack had to go through a lot of testing. He passed every single test with flying colors.
Baby Jack had to have echocardiogram on his heart and we were going to have to follow up with his pediatric cardiologist to start preparing for that first open heart surgery. They wheeled their machine into our room to preform the ultrasound.
Later I got the call from the cardiologist.
Baby Jacks heart is perfect!
He needs no surgery!
We were discharged after 24 hours, which was yesterday. We came home around 4 pm and settled in.
I am totally in love with my little guy!