Ciera's Birth Story part 2

So, yesterday I left off with me finally be admitted into the hospital with a confirmed torn amniotic sac! I knew I had been peeing my pants! (If you've just tuned in, please refer to the previous blog.) My contractions were becoming very strong, and even though I was in labour, my doctor needed to speed up the process with pitocin. Because of the tear for a few days, myself as well as baby, were susceptable to infections, so they needed her out as soon as they could!

When the medication started to take place, I swear I could not do this anymore. I started to become very internal and kept my eyes closed. In the meantime, my "entourage" had shown up. They said they heard me screaming from out in the waiting room. I was in the last room down a long hall and through the doors was the waiting room. I don't remember being that loud, but apprarently I was. HEHE!
Prior to being in labour, I knew I wanted a natural labour. I wanted to be in control the whole way and feel everything. Also, the appeal of taking a shower post-labour, sounded really nice to me. I told the nurses and doctor, who really supported my decision, not to offer any pain medications to me. I was doing really well and really digging deep until I reached about 7 centimeters.

I decided to move to the jacuzzi tub. The nurse filled it up with hot water and I proceed to get in. Walked through the room, stark naked, and got into the tub. Immediately, I relaxed and was able to gain control again. I have never felt better during labour. I think this was my lifesaver; helped me get to where I needed to be going. In 45 mins, I dilated 3 centimeters. I told the nurse that I felt like I was ready to push. Stood up and started pushing. She said, WAIT! Dont' push!! REALLY!?! Tell a labouring woman not to push...you really cannot help it. I walked back to the bed and bled the entire way. I felt so nervous and scared. I knew what was about to happen.

My doctor came over and said, alright, give it a try. I pushed with every being in my body. I swear, i was going to burst! Anyone who says the ring of fire doesn't hurt like hell, is a big liar! I have 6 solid pushes and then my doctor became very serious. She said her heart rate was dropping so I needed to change postions. I told her that I was so uncomfortable on my side, but she said, Please DO it anyways. I saw by the look in her eyes, she meant buisness, so I followed her. Flipped again to the other said and she said, I need to get her out. Do you need me to explain the procedure and risks? I said no, I trust your judgement and she got the vaccum extractor out. On a side note, I was really lucky that I had the same doctor who took care of me throughout my entire pregnancy, deliver my baby. I really loved her a lot. She was calm and very detailed and caring.

I gave 2 more pushes and along with the vaccum, my baby came into this world at 8:56pm on Sunday November 30th 2008. The baby, (we didn't know the gender yet), was laid on my chest and Keith said, we have a little girl. I was so suprised. I thought all a long, we were having a boy :) Floods of emotions swept over me and I looked into her little eyes and said, why hello Ciera Marie, I am your mommy. My entourage came into the room in full tears and admired our beautiful creation. I remember just staring at her for a long time. She weighed in at 7 13oz.  She was perfect; beautitful and I saw her life flash before my eyes.

Our new family.

As all this beautiful family bonding was going on, my doctor delivered my placenta and stitched me up. From the vaccum, I tore a 3rd degree laceration. It was pretty gnarly. Then she explained from the leak for days, I had developed a placental infection and Ciera and I had to be put on antibiotics. She looked at my chart and saw the nurse discharged me and my claims of leaking. I told her the entire situation. She explained that because of the nurse, I got this infection as Ciera should had been delievered days before. I was lucky it was just a simple infection. The doctor did get that nurse in trouble. Kind of had my neiner neiner neiner moment for a second.

Being weighed. What a cutie already!

Due to the infection, I had to stay an extra day in the hospital. I didn't sleep a wink the night Ciera was born. I was on a crazy high and she and I slept in bed together all night long. Keith on the other hand, slept. The following night was a blur. Wow, Ciera didn't sleep, neither did I. It was my, oh my goodness, I have a newborn night. Crazy, chaotic and exhausting.

Few hours after we got home.

Fast forward 4 years later, I am lucky to have a pretty awesome little girl. She is kind, sweet, smart, strongwilled and stubborn. She loves to dance, sing, colour pictures and play. She is still a daddy's girl and will drop me at the drop of a dime for her daddy. She loves her baby brother and is a great big sister. Its been a great 4 years and cannot wait to see whats in store next.

November 2012