The Big Labor Story

So now that we are home and everything is starting to settle down its gives me time to write down what happened with Kyla's birth before I forget. It all started Thursday night around 8pm. Fred was getting ready to play racquetball with some guys in the ward. I was having some light contractions but not really paying any attention to them because I had contractions everyday for the past week. Fred said he would have his phone just in case but probably wouldn't hear it until after the game. Just as he left maybe 2 minutes or so Molly had to use the potty and when I stood up to go help her I felt a huge contraction.

The Contractions came fast and hard after that and became so painful I couldn't stand(way worse than anything I felt with Molly's labor). I started to panic because Molly kept wanting me to do things for her like get juice or a snack or help with the potty. I could barely even stand so I called my mom and said: Mom I don't know if I am in labor but I can't take care of Molly can you come help me. Well of course she came, I think I could even hear the car door slam as I was getting off the phone. I then tried to call Fred, I ended up calling his phone three times, the first message was a little worried and then by the third I was crying in total panicked mode. I then decided to call my friend Mary who lived in the complex but was in the processing of moving. I wanted to see if she was in the complex and could go fetch Fred for me. I remember taking a minute and thinking okay I need to call Mary but I need to not sound panicked. Well it didn't work Mary later told me that all she could understand from the conversation was Mom, Fred, and Hospital. She said she was at her house and not at the complex but not to worry because she was coming over right then.

So I sat in the house crying over the contractions and begging Molly to not make me get up again to cut her a piece of cheese. Out of nowhere Fred came rushing through the door(it was quite a Knight in Shining Armor moment) and said to go down to the car and he would take care of everything else. I made the mistake of not taking my phone or keys and sat in the car just shivering while Fred packed up the car. Just as we were about to pack up Molly and leave my friend Mary showed up and took Molly for us til my mom could get there. So we road off to the hospital with my extremely painful contractions coming every 1-1 1/2 minutes.

9 pm we got to the hospital and I was literally holding on to Fred for support as we walked in the hospital. We got checked in and they checked me. I was dilated to a 2. We were in complete shock to say the least. They said they would check me in an hour but chances were we would be headed home. After an hour(still having painful contractions) they checked me again I was still dilated to a 2. So they started prepping us to go home. I was so nervous because my pain was so bad, they gave me a shot of some kind of pain killer that was suppose to slow my contractions and stop the pain. They check me one more time before getting us ready to go. My temp had jumped up to 102 and Kyla's heart rate jumped 170. The nurse then ran and called my doctor came back and said we needed to get ready for a c-section and probably would be having this baby within the hour.

3am after the nurse talked to us about the all the things they were going to do for the c section and after talking to anesthesiologist getting ready for the epidural my doctor came in to talk to us. He went through all the risks that come with a c section and gave me one last option. He said that everything was happening because I had some kind of infection which caused me to have such painful contractions even though my labor was not progressing. He said it was too dangerous to do a vaginal birth with Kyla's stress levels so high. He said we could either go into the c section right now or he could give me some Tylenol wait an hour and see if that helps anything. He also said that he didn't know which option was better and left it up to me. I quickly said Tylenol and after the hour my temperature went back to normal and Kyla's heart rate went down to 135.

After all this excitement the doctor decided it was now okay to do a vaginal delivery, he broke my water and start me on pitocin. He then left and I finally got my epidural. 2 hours after that I was pushing, my epidural must not have worked last time because pushing Molly out was so painful and this time it felt kind of nice in a weird way. I only had to push for a half hour and by the end the doctor was asking me to push half as hard as I was pushing and pop out came Kyla. Kyla was perfect and never got any part of the infection which was in the amniotic fluid . I had to be on antibiotics for 24 hrs but other than that we both came out of the hospital happy and healthy with no other complications. It was crazy and completely different than Molly's birth: Molly's birth started out easy and ended very hard, Kyla's birth started out very hard and ended up easy.