(sorry, details are a little skewed for me) On Wednesday, September 17 at 7:30am, we arrived at Kennestone for my induction. They started me on Cytotec at 10:00am to ripen my cervix. 4hours later they check my progress, which there was none. So they give me another dose of Cytotec. It helped with contractions, but at 6pm, they checked me again and I was only at 1 cm (started at 1/2 cm). I was disappointed that I hadn't made more progress since I was in a lot of pain. At about 8:30 they started the pitocin.
I got the epidural at about 9:30 in hopes that it would help with my progress because at that point I was still only 1 cm. Getting the epidural was incredibly painful and I hated the way it made me feel. At 11pm, they broke my water. I was at 1.5, and they said that breaking my water would help me go from 0-60 in no time. So I was hopeful!
I didn't make much progress overnight. I was so frustrated. (They also had me on oxygen the whole night, which I hated). It was emotionally draining. At about 7am, they checked me and I was at 4cm. Finally progress, but then they midwife started to mention a c-section. Will and I started praying because we did not want that to happen. I started dilating pretty quickly after that. Praise the Lord! But soon, the epidural started wearing off. I could feel all my contractions, but since my legs were completely numb (I felt paralyzed...hated it!), the anesthesioligst said that the epidural was working and couldn't give me anymore.
At 10am, I was finally at 8cm. They said they would come back in about 2 hours to check me again. At this point, the epidural had completely worn off above my pelvis, so I could feel every single contraction. I had never been in so much pain in my life! I started feeling really sick and started throwing up. I kept praying, "I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me."
At 12:10, I was checked and was at 10cm. Finally! Time to start pushing! We thought it would be another 2 hours. But around 12:45, I pushed really hard, so hard the midwife told me to stop pushing. Abigail was here at 12:47pm! I lost so much blood, and was hemorraging, my blood pressure plummetted. I almost blacked out and began vomitting again. It was incredibly scary. I also had a partial 3rd degree tear.
The important thing is that Abigail was perfect! Weighing in at 7lbs 10 oz, and 20.25 inches long. She looks just like me!
I'm loving being a mom and can't believe she actually belongs to me. My love for Will has even grown so much more than I thought just from watching him with his daughter. Its amazing.
We had so many people praying for us, and felt every single one of those prayers. God is good!
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