It has taken me a bit to get into the swing of things with our new addition. I am back to blogging again. I am gonna go back to and blog about how everything unfolded. I guess baby Jillian listened to my eviction notice because that was my last entry before she was born. Saturday, Feb 28th, I went to bed around 11:30 pm and woke up at 2:00 am to pee. When I got into the bathroom, I told Bill I thought my water had broke. Well it did, my shorts were soaked...fun fun! I peed a ton and we noticed that I had also lost my mucus plug. We took a shower and headed to the hospital. I called Grandma, she go up and waited to see what would happen. We got to the hospital at 3:00 am and the same nurse was on duty. At this time I was having some contractions pretty regular. They tested me numerous times to make sure my water had broke. The nurse asked "are you sure your water broke?" Well I know I didn't pee the bed! I got a little frustrated! Finally my leakage tested positive for ferning and they admitted me around 6:00 am. They took us upstairs to our delivery room. It was pretty large and had a few windows. They were monitoring my contractions and baby. They started pitocin and the contractions started coming stronger and faster. I finally had enough pain and asked for a little something. I can't remember what they gave ,but it didn't even take the edge off the pains. The problem was I wasn't dilating and progressing very fast and they wanted to up the pitocin, which makes the contractions even harder. I then asked for an epidural. The Anesthesiologist came in and prepped me for the epidural. It was very strange feeling. They put this stuff on your back and it felt like sand paper. My Mom had a hard time watching her put it in. She thought she was going to pass out. She got it in and left for a bit. When she came back in, I was still feeling everything, so she had to do it again. The second one, she said I would feel a twinge in one of my legs. I did...it was a very strange feeling. Once she had the second one in she left and came back a bit later. She asked me how I was feeling. I said "I can't feel shit!" Everyone laughed! Having the epidural in me, I was able to sleep. I was very thankful for that! They upped my pitocin. After some time I had dilated to a 5. Eventually I dilated to a 9 and they called the Dr in and he said there was someone else real close and it was a race to see who had theirs first! The other girl had more of an incentive, she had a 9 1/2lb baby! Around 2:30 pm they started to have me push, but I couldn't centralize where I needed to push from because of the epidural. So they cut the epidural, but continued to have me us. The epidural was gone by now. The head was coming out and they asked if I wanted a mirror. I said "sure" I was able to see my progress and that was really helpful. I started getting a cramp in my right leg and I kept putting my leg down and her head would go back in. Finally I decided that was more pain than the leg cramp and left my leg up! The Dr. asked if I wanted to touch her head and I did. I was pushing 3 times for every contraction and if I felt I could do a 4th I did. She was so close to coming out. BTW my Dr. was on call, but he had taken the day off and went to Denver. Dr. Archie was a great encourager, he was cheering me on! Finally I did 3 pushes and her head was out and the doc asked if I had one more in me. I pushed again and she slid right out. I think he was afraid her shoulders were gonna get stuck. He announced "Its a Girl!" My Mom yelled "I told you so, I knew it was gonna be a girl!" Right after she came out her put her on my stomach. They were cleaning her off and sucking stuff out of her. The nurse then took her to the warmer and kept cleaning her and massaging her to get her to breath better. Doc asked " Do you need my attention over there" He was sewing me up by this time and I was out of it, but my Moms heart dropped. The Doc had to give a local because I was feeling every stitch. OUCH! They weighed and measured Jillian. I got up to go to the bathroom and the nurse had Bill feed Jillian formula because her blood sugar was low (it was in the 30's...they don't like to see it below 50) They gave him a 2 oz bottle and she ate the whole thing. That was a huge amount because her stomach was only the size of a marble! We moved to our room and ordered some food...the last thing I had eaten was a peanut butter sandwich at 2:30 am! We called my Dad and he said that he cried when he found out it was a girl...awww. They moved us to our room and I asked the nurse how long they usually kept people. She said 2 nights. That night I sent the baby to the nursery. I felt terrible about it, but I knew Bill and I needed some sleep! The next am a different nurse came in and she asked if I wanted to leave. I said sure. They tried testing both of Jillian's ears, but the right one didn't pass. They will be testing at a later date. They told us it was nothing to worry about...we will wait and see. A lactation specialist came in and worked with me and breast feeding. Jillian's mouth was very tight and they sent in a physical therapist to work with it also. We had a few visitors, Becky, Nicole and her Mom (Jackie) and my parents. We went home that night around 10:00 PM
