Welcome Home Caroline!
As I write this, I've got a sweet little bundle snuggling on my chest. It's about the best feeling in the world!
And now for the details......
Caroline came into this world one week and one day late. Trying to be patient proved very challenging for me, especially as we moved closer to her due date, then past her due date. It was a few weeks of emotional ups and downs, but finally the doctor gave us the go ahead to set an induction date with the plan to break my water and hope things progressed from there. It probably didn't help that I had been 2 cm and uncomfortable since the beginning of the month.
We went into the hospital early Friday morning at 7 after saying goodbye to the kids and giving them some morning snuggles one last time as a family of four. They hooked me up to a monitor and I was having regular contractions about 8 minutes apart and was starting to feel like the beginning of labor - so I think that even if I hadn't been induced, I probably would have gone into labor anyways that day or the next. After being checked, the doctor broke my water at about 8:30. He said he would come back at 12:00, and at that time give pitocin if I needed it. Thankfully, I did not. My goal was to try to deliver naturally since I had such a great physical recovery with Maggie. I was not beyond getting an epidural if I needed it, but knowing that I could do it, I wanted to really try as hard as I could.
Things progressed quickly after breaking the water, and I had to be monitored every hour for about 20 minutes. Other than that, the nurses allowed us to walk around as much as we wanted. I made one slow lap around the floor, and by that time, contractions definitely picked up. After more monitoring, I stayed in bed and labored there, which was a change from the other two births. (With Henry I walked a lot, ball and used the tub until the epidural and with Maggie I labored mostly through my sleep after the induction and then in the shower). At about 11:00, I was pretty much in full labor, and the nurse wanted to go ahead and check. In talking with her earlier, I mentioned that my induction with Maggie went from 3 cm to baby in 2 hours with medication. Taking that into account, even though I didn't think it would go that fast, she wanted to make sure we didn't miss anything and that they could be prepared. In my mind, I thought I would be lucky to be a 5, trying not to build myself up. Surprisingly, I was at 8 cm! I didn't spend much time at all at each point of labor, everything progressed so quickly. At that point, the room began to bustle as they moved in the carts and called the doctor, telling him that I was going to deliver before noon. The nurse said, "you're sure you want to do this naturally, because I don't think we have time for an epidural." An epidural sounded pretty nice, but knowing there wasn't time helped to push through (literally!)
When they did break the water, there was meconium present, so we knew they would be bringing in the NICU doctors in case of needing to suction out the baby's lungs. They began paging the NICU, who was slow to respond, and sent out an emergency page, which really brought everyone to the room. With NICU there just in time, I was 9 and 10 cm, the doctor told me that I was steering the ship, and that when I wanted to push everyone would wait for me and what I wanted to do. I had one contraction where I felt the urge to push, and on the next contraction started pushing. The baby's heart rate did start to drop, so the doctor looked me directly in the eye and said, "on this next contraction you're going to have the baby so breathe now and put all your energy into pushing." This was so motivating, especially at the hardest point which was waiting between those two contractions. But then, Caroline Marie was born!
We've affectionately been calling this new little baby Baby B, which Henry pointed out was like the animal, so we've also been calling him or her Baby Bee. We called Henry Little Baby and we called Maggie New Baby, so Baby B it is. (although alphabetically it would be Baby C, but that's just confusing!) I'm 36 and a half weeks, and ready to meet this new one. Physically ready, but not mentally ready, nor is my house ready! But we'll get everything figured out with life with three kids as we can. The due date is February 14, which would be a fun birthday for the baby, but I'd like to have the baby before then I think. I've talked about an induction date with the doctors, but since this baby is growing well, we won't discuss it until 39 weeks. So we're anxious, excited and nervous!
Looking back, the first trimester was pretty rough on everyone, as it normally is for my pregnancies. I was definitely on medication for nausea which helped tremendously, so I actually didn't get sick very often, but was feeling sick all the time and tired too of course. It came early at 6 weeks, the earliest of any of the pregnancies, but luckily was gone early too, by 13 weeks. (Henry came at 8 and went at 14, and Maggie came at 10 and went at 12). So about 7 weeks of misery is typical for me. Gabe was amazingly helpful in taking care of the kids and house.
The second trimester is always a welcome relief. Gabe calls it my "crafty trimester" as nesting for me means making a bunch of stuff, or at least planning on making a bunch of stuff. We also had fall travel in there, which was a busy time, followed closely by all the holidays. So it went by quickly of course.
And the third trimester has been quick as well, simultaneously too quick and too slow! I'm doing as much as I can to get ready, but feeling like my to do list is long and getting longer instead of shorter. This is the first time I've felt quite a bit of pain before delivery, since with Henry and Maggie I felt nothing until it was go time. I'm hoping that will lead to a faster labor and delivery with the third! The baby is weighing in at 5 pounds 3 ounces, so no sign of bedrest thankfully. The doctor did a quick ultrasound last week and has monitoring growth and weight gain closely due to Maggie's growth restrictions, but everything looks good. I took a slip on the ice two weeks ago which gave me a quick trip to the hospital, but again everything was fine. Seems like that is my standard procedure a month out, as I went with Henry for a fall and Maggie for gallbladder and growth rates.
The gender of this baby is also a surprise! Although I really wanted to find out this time, more so than the other two times, I've held strong and we'll wait to delivery. We are still debating names, and will probably decide last minute like we normally do. This is the first time I haven't had a clear indication of what I think the baby will be. I've had dreams of both boy and girl, heart rate 140s right in the middle of the rates of the other two. No dark line like I had with Henry, just the one that never went away that I got at the end of Maggie's pregnancy. Craving sweets like I did with Maggie. Nausea pattern more close to the one with Henry. I carry all my babies about the same. I think it is a boy, but I'm not sure and have gone back and forth. So we really will be surprised! Come on baby, we're ready to meet you!
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