Our Labor story
Labor could not have happened on a better day or time. I was
told only 5 percent of babies are born on their due date and then we decided to
top that and have him on a holiday! So that makes him one in a million!
5:30 am: I woke up with contractions. They were not
incredible painful but they were there and I knew that we were having this baby
today. I crawled into bed and slowly woke Michael up and said “sweetie, its
baby day.” He of course BOLTED out of bed! We got ready and took a shower,
while we timed the contractions. They started to get closer together about 8
minutes apart and more painful so we made our way to the hospital.
7:00am we let our families know what was going on, in the
half an hour drive to the hospital. I don’t think anyone slept after that.
We got checked in and admitted, they told me I was dilated
to a 3 and 80 percent effaced. I was disappointed and worried they were just
going to send me home. I tried to relax and deal with the contractions. I had horrible
back contractions (because Brock was facedown) and it was so incredible painful
I can’t even believe that people go through that without an epidural!
Just after 9:30 they checked me again. I was dilated to a 5
and 90 percent effaced. And could now have an epidural! That whole procedure was
strange to me. And they had a tricky time because I was so tense. I had the
most painful contraction while she was doing her thing. So she had to wait for a
while. After she finished I was able to relax I turned to Michael and said “ I
am so grateful for epidurals” we had a
good laugh
My doctor came in right after and broke my water. Brock had
had his first bowel movement. Which was something to worry about incase he
swallowed it. It can cause lots of breathing problems.
They checked me again about 10:30 and I had only dilated to
a 5 ½ and hadn’t effaced anymore. So they started me on Pitocin.
12:50 pm we let our friends know we were going to make it to
the fourth of July BBq since I was dilated to an 8 and fully effaced!
At 2:30 we were ready to start pushing. The nurse was really
bad at telling me what to do. Or I was bad at following. But we basically just
pretended around until my doctor came in and gave me a tutorial on pushing.
(she is a funny lady)
Well it turns out I have a very prominent tail bone and he
was stuck on it, face down. We ended up pushing from 2:30pm-4:48pm. A couple of
times the nurse asked my doctor if I could do this. It made me mad enough to
push even harder. I wasn’t about to work this hard to have her deliver me C
section. She always gave her a funny look and said on she can do it.
I remember when they finally thought he was coming out
everyone started rushing around and a bunch of people came in. I don’t know if
it scared me or motivated me but I was sure in shock.
4:48pm Baby Brock was born! He was a lot bigger (8lbs 6oz) than
anyone expected, and calmer. They were trying to get him to cry to make sure he
was breathing ok and he just looked around. I of course started crying and
Michael wouldn’t let go of my hand until Dr. Pilgrim said “Where is your
camera!? Go take pictures!” He did, while they stitched my up. I had a half 3rd episitomy. Lots of stiches! They didn’t let me hold him right away because they
were worried about his breathing. They did let me hold him for a min after they
assessed him and then they took him up to the nursery to watch him and make
sure everything was ok. Longest hour and
a half of my life.
I am very greatful for a lot of things that happened this
day:
l we had a full nights rest before leaving to the hospital
and I was showered and clean!
That Michael was there and the calming encouraging person
that he is
That we were able to have my doctor (we didn’t like the
other doctors) deliver me and that she believed in me so much.
That I was able to deliver Vaginally
That I was able to deliver Vaginally
That despite the fact that they were worried about his
breathing he has been a perfectly healthy baby boy.
That Christie and Adam rushed up from Florida, cleaned my
house and brought Michael food so he didn’t starve.
All Family we had here and all the help that they were.
And all the Love and prayers from everyone else, family and friends!
and I am very greatful for our baby Brock Jordan Cole
(by the way his middle name is Jordan after the Jordan river temple that we were Married in)
(by the way his middle name is Jordan after the Jordan river temple that we were Married in)
Getting to hold him for real after he got back from the Nursery (weird face but I had to put it on here because of how much I wrapped him in my arms)
Our family!
