Here's the story...
I had been having contractions for a while and almost thought it was "go time" the night before. All day Sunday, they were off and on, but never got consistent or regular. Before bed I told my mom that Brooklyn would be born the next day between 10 and 2...and I was right!!
At midnight I woke up with contractions, but could fall back asleep between them. At about 2:30 I knew I wasn't going to be able to sleep through them, so I got up and started keeping track. I woke Ryan at 3:30 when they were all less than 8 minutes apart. We finished packing, watched some of the Notebook (my choice) and then Ryan decided he wanted to take me to breakfast since I was so hungry during my labor with Der. We got to Einstein Bagels (yum!) just after they opened at 5:30. My contractions were about 4-5 minutes apart, so every few minutes, I got up walked around and winced in pain as Ryan pushed on my back trying to relieve some of the back labor. We were a sight!
When I called the doc he said to come on in since it was my second. When we got to the hospital a little after 6, I felt like the contractions had slowed down and I was worried it was another false alarm. We decided to wait and see in the hotel lobby since I didnt want to labor at the hospital any longer than possible, stuck in a bed. I actually went 15 minutes between 2...not a good sign. Then they picked up again (I was so relieved). We checked in at 8am and I was so excited to be 5cm!!! That was further along than I was with Der after like 20 hours of labor. My doctor sees her patients at another hospital so she told the nurse she wanted me to have the baby at noon (on her lunch break), so to go ahead and break my water and start potosin (neither of those made me happy, but I agreed). When they broke my water, Brooklyn's heart rate dropped and I had to be on oxygen and wait to get the epidural until she was okay.
About an hour later, she seemed okay and I was in a lot of pain, now totally stuck in the bed so I could get oxygen with no way for Ryan to push on my back to take some edge off the terrible back labor I had. So I got the epidural....ahhh, relief! And then about a half an hour later, it was GO TIME. I went from 7 cm (when I had the epidural) to 10 in less than 30 minutes! Yay! So we had to wait for my doctor to come. No time to give me potosin and that baby was coming well before her lunch break. As my doc walked in, she said...you are having a contraction...push. Only a few contractions later (Ryan thinks 5, I think a few more), Brooklyn Noelle arrived with a mound of beautiful long curly black hair and a sweet little cry. She was 8lbs. 9 oz. and 20 inches long!
We are totally in love with our sweet little girl! God is so good and we love being a family of 4!
More pics on facebook, but here is one...
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