Avalyn LOVES to eat LOL She kept me up just about the WHOLE time we were in the hospital switching from breast to breast! I kept her in the room with me… every time they took her to the nursery I was bugging them to death to bring her back LOL She is so pretty and SO sweet! She loves to be held and I think I am spoiling her already! I am going to hate to go back to work!! I don’t wanna send my baby to daycare… hopefully Barry will have an agent soon and I can stay home with the kids. I can only pray and wait! Anyway- no need to worry about that now! For now I will enjoy the time I have off and spend time with Avalyn. Anyway, here is her birth story… I spent the weekend with high anxiety since Barry was in Florida playing the Gators; he returned home about 2:30 Sunday morning and we went to sleep until about 9. Once we got up, we started getting the kids ready for the next few days of school and daycare because the birth of Avalyn was a scheduled induction that was to take place that morning. I bathed the kids, did their hair in braids so it would hold until I was out of the hospital, and called my friend, Jena, to let her know she could come on because she was staying with the kids. We left the house just before 11am and arrived in Minden where our hospital is about an hour later.
We were taken up to Labor and Delivery and put into our room where I got into my gown and happily climbed into the bed I would later give birth to our daughter in. The nurses came in and hooked me up to monitors, put my IV in, and started the pitocin drip- all of this was in place and done by 12:15pm. They checked my cervix and informed me that I was still at 2cm, which I had been for a couple of weeks. My contractions started slowly, but began to gain intensity by about 12:45. By 1:00pm, my contractions were peaking out at about 110-130 on the monitor. I told them I was ready for my epidural- an entire process that, later, I would find out I could have just bypassed. They got the catheter in my back, taped it in place and laid me back down. He set it to 5ccs and said to let him know if I needed more. Well, nothing… no legs feeling heavy like he said they should, no relief like I knew was supposed to happen: just pain getting worse and worse and nothing to show for the medication. So I buzzed the nurse, told her something was wrong, epi was doing me no good. She came in and said that I must have a hot spot. I said no you don’t understand. This is a NO spot! It’s not working at ALL, anywhere.
Mind you this was the second time this happened to me. With my son, I also ended up going all natural because the epi numbed nothing but my left leg from the knee down, so I was having deja vu by this point. They upped the epi to 7ccs. The contractions were pretty painful, but not all that close together, so I was all right for a while. By 2:30pm I had reached 4cm. Around that time, my contractions began to overlap one another! I was breathing like I was trying to dislodge a lung, and Barry kept reminding me (like I didn’t already know) “Baby this is our fourth child… you know what to do: breathe, hold my hand, blah blah blah. I just looked at him as mean as I could and breathed with him, which did me absolutely no good. I think he was freaking out seeing me respond to the pain that way because I had never even made a sound giving birth to our other 3. The ENTIRE last 35 minutes of my labor was literally one long contraction. My contractions would go back down to about 30 on the monitor and another one would start before it was even over. It was HORRIBLE. I seriously thought I would lose my mind. At about 2:50, I got my doc to up my epi to 10ccs. The nurse came back in about that same time to check the charting from the monitor and at about 2:55pm she checked my cervix again to find that I had reached 7cm! It was a no-go with the epidural so my doctor put nubain in my IV (which also did absolutely nothing); in the time it took for that to happen, which was about 3 minutes, I told her I had an overwhelming urge to push. She checked my cervix again and said this time I was complete: 10cm and ready to push.
Only one problem with that: I COULD STILL FEEL ALL THIS!!! OUCH. They had NO time to set up everything for delivery and kept asking me to resist the urges I had to push. I tried. I failed. I told my doc someone better be ready to catch her cause I couldn’t stop from pushing and here she comes LMBO. He looked down and said her head had crowned, and told me to push. I pushed once and her head was out; pushed twice more, and she was born. AVALYN LA’NAE ROBERTSON!! 7 pounds, 8 ounces at 20 inches long born on September 11 at 3:05pm.
No stitches for me YAY! After delivery, Barry began videotaping and snapping pics of our baby while they cleaned her up and weighed her. He held her for a while and then gave her to me since he had to be back in Ruston by 4:30 for meetings. My doctor warned me that with all the meds they had administered, I would soon probably feel very weak because of my low blood count, and that my legs would likely be as heavy as lead because of the numbness. That was a no-go too. Within an hour and a half of delivering her, I was up walking around, getting my stuff together to go to my other room, and as soon as I went in there, I was in the shower LOL I never had ANY effects from any of the medication. Just my doggone luck. But it was all worth it. At one point, one of the nurses asked me if I was sure my legs weren’t heavy and that I could still move them. I asked her if she would like me to kick her to prove it LMBO I could pick my legs up just fine! Avalyn’s APGARs were 9 and 9.