November 1st I had a lot of pinkish brown mucusy discharge and my contractions that I have been feeling had gotten way stronger, to the point where I couldn't walk through them anymore... but I was only having maybe one an hour or so so I didn't think anything of it... the next day I again (twice) had more bloody show... but again, my contractions weren't anything my Drs or the L&D nurses told me to worry about... so I went to bed... I woke up around 12-1 AM to bad contractions 2-3 minutes apart... I was hoping it would all fizzle out if I took a shower, they spaced out to 10 minutes then quickly dropped back to 2-3 minutes... after an hour of that shit I woke up my SO and told him we needed to pack our bags and go to the hospital... Poor guy didn't realize what I said (because he was still asleep) and told me to pack them and then wake him in the morning and we would go... ??? lol. I told him I couldn't drive myself to the hospital (as I rocked back and forth on my ball through each contraction... ) he finally popped up in bed and said "Wait... we are going tonight?!" I said "yeah... " He told me this better be it because he was sick of waking up and making 1 in the morning L&D trips lol... so we packed our bags (no I hadn't packed them yet... I was procrastinating... so for those of you that might not have them packed yet... PACK THEM! lol)....
It seemed like the ride took forever... I got there and was immediately placed on the monitors... my contractions were every 2-3 minutes and reading off the charts.... they gave me 3 doses of procardia to try to stop labor and it didn't work... so they checked me and since I was still dilating (I was about 5cm at this point) they had me whisked off to SHANDS to see what they could or would do for me... I got there and was checked and was still at 5cm.... they watched me and my contractions for 2 hours and checked me again.... this time I was 6cm and so they admitted me and let me sit in my room for another 2 hours to see if I was making any change... I didn't. My labor had officially stalled out on the morning of November 3rd leaving me stuck at 6cm.... The Dr came in and told me that they honestly didn't know what to do with me... They couldn't help my labor along unless I was contracting at least every 5 minutes... but they couldn't send me home because I was 6cm already... she asked me when and where I got my first ultrasound so they could check my dates and see EXACTLY how far along I was... They took a look at the ultrasound I had gotten at around 7-8 weeks and determined that I was in fact NOT 35 weeks and 3 days but only 34 weeks and 5 days pushing back my due date from Dec. 5th to Dec. 10th.... I wanted to cry.
The Drs left me and my fiance in the room alone for about an hour and then came back bringing with them an ultrasound machine... they looked hopeful!
They told me that since I had the steroid shots a month previous to all this and I had just finished another pill form of steroids for my PUPPP that they were going to do an amnio and test my water to see if her lungs were mature enough... if they were then they would break my water and start me on pitocin (I told them that I wasn't getting the pitocin unless I had an epidural... and I wanted a natural labor and birth)....
In went the needle (which I was soooo afraid of... I had my eyes squeezed shut so hard)... when they went in it felt like a pinch... but when they went through the uterus OMG it felt like the worst charlie horse EVER! lol.
The tests came back good and around 6:30 or so they broke my water. The contractions started up a million and ten times more painful and they were one on top of the other... I actually did ask for the epidural after the third contraction... I wont lie.... lol. but some lady needed an emergency C section and they only had one anesthesiologist working the floor... once they told me that and how it would probably be a few hours before they could get it to me I knew I was going back to plan A... I prepared myself all over again for a natural birth... I closed my eyes, held on to the bed rails... completely relaxed my body and just breathed through each contraction... I didn't talk to anyone... pretty soon I started feeling pressure in my butt... I told my SO to get the Drs and have them check me. I was 9cm with just a little bit of a lip... not even 5 minutes later my eyes popped open I looked straight at my SO and told him I needed to push and thatI needed the Drs in there with me NOW.... the three Drs and my nurse rushed in putting their masks and gloves on as they walked through the door... They started trying to break down the bed and kept telling me not to push yet... I kept yelling at them telling them that there was NO way I could NOT push... she was coming NOW. The nurse managed to get my feet up on the stirrups but I kept my knees together. The nurse tried prying my legs apart saying that it was OK to open them up... I yelled at her that it wasn't because no one was ready to catch my baby yet... she didn't believe me... and as soon as I opened upmy legs I yelled that she was coming and all three Drs started freaking out about how they weren't ready (the bed was still in one piece and there was nothing under my butt to catch any of the yucky birth stuff),but finally one of them got in position between my legs and I pushed once, out popped Asyia's head, I pushed once more, and out popped her shoulder, and one final push and out popped the rest of her
Everyone was in awe of how fast I delivered and how well I did.... My SO was shocked lol. I told him though that this one was going to be fast... no one believed me. hahaha
Any-who... she came out breathing on her own. She passed all her tests. She is really red because of a high red blood cell count, but they said that that was because I was anemic and she still gets cold a lot faster than term babies and I have to keep her dressed in double the shirts and socks and mittens and on top of that wrap her in two blankets almost all the time....
Asyia Rosemary Nieves was born November 3, 2009 at 8:22PM. She was born 6 weeks early weighing a whopping 6 Lbs 8 oz and was 19 inches long! They told me that if she had stayed in until term she would have been around 10 pounds!
As soon as she passed her car seat test yesterday we were both released from the hospital. Breast feeding is going extremely well... Sophia LOVES her little sister and just loves to come up and stare at her and point at her lol. We have absolutely NO clothes that fit her... we only have 3 preemie size outfits and those too are huge on her... so I am running to the store tonight to buy out all their preemie size outfits and pajamas...
I still cant believe she is here... and I still cant believe I actually gave birth and labored through those contractions with no pain meds... I was so blessed to have had two such amazing births with both my girls... and I am even more-so blessed that Asyia came out of all this healthy and perfect
Thank you everyone that gave me the emotional support I needed throughout this insane pregnancy... You guys are awesome!