From the beginning, Chris and I have discussed who we would have in the room when I delivered. We agreed it would be Chris and my Mom in the room. Now with this being said, I had been nervous about Chris and my Mom being able to handle the delivery aspect.
My whole life my Mom has not been good with me and medical stuff. When I was three and fell out of bed and needed stitches in my eyebrow, my Mom passed out in the ER. Anytime, she sees blood she immediately gets my Dad to help us out. During any xray or surgery, it is my Dad that takes us. So as you can tell, I was really nervous that she would pass out.
For Chris, he has a hard time seeing me in pain or upset. Which I knew I would be in during delivery. So I was worried that he would not be able to see past the pain and try to fix it instead of being there for support and getting me through this.
Well.....the nurse said it was time to start pushing, so my Mom n Law left the room and it was time to see how my two support team would work out. As the nurse is getting the room ready, she says "Lets do a trial pushes" at this point I was in tremendous pain that I truly do not remember a lot. For the rest of the story, I am reciting what happened from Chris and my Mom.
I did a couple of trial pushes and during the last trial push, Nash's heartbeat dropped and did not come back up. The nurse got on the phone with the Doc and said "the baby's heartbeat dropped and did not come back up, the cord might be around his neck". This news turned my support team to ghosts. My Mom looked at Chris and said "I need to go get your mother". Apparently, my Mom thought she might pass out and did not want Chris to do the delivery by himself. My Mom asked me if it was OK that Bev come and help.......at that point all privacy went out the window and I did not care who was in the room. I just wanted the baby to come out and the pain to stop. I also believe the nurse knew it was important because only two people were allowed in the room and she allowed all three stay.
My Mom went to the waiting room and got Bev. They came back and I was just in my own
world. I looked up at Chris and told him....I am so hot. My Mom and Bev started getting wash clothes wet with cold water and putting them on my forehead and neck. However, they did not stay cold, within five minutes they were boiling hot.
In the mean time my nurse is making me change positions and push at the same time. I was on my side legs closed, on my back, in the stirrups and then one leg up. I swear she knew I was a gymnast and just wanted to test to make sure I was still flexible. Pushing lasted about an hour.
Then she said I need to breathe through the contracts for about ten minutes. What?!?!?!?!?! I was truly ready to kill her at this point. The only way I did not feel pain was through pushing and she just wanted me to sit there and breathe. This woman was crazy. Has she ever had a kid? I do not think so.
Finally, the Doc arrived. It was time! Chris got behind me and held up my entire back and shoulders. I dug my head into his shoulders. The doctor and Chris would count to 10 and then I would take a breath. Nash finally crowned, however his little head got stuck in the canal. I did four big pushes and then the doctor told me to hold on because he did not want me to rip. So I waited for a few seconds. Then did one more big push and out came Nash. He had a big cone head (from being stuck in the canal) and was perfect!
The doctor put Nash on my stomach and let me hold him and then the nurses took him right away to make sure everything was OK. He weighed in at 6 lb 4 oz. The nurses then let us take some pictures with him and then whisked him away to the NICU and Chris followed.
Stayed tuned for the last part....NICU and Nurses
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