Baby Jack is finally here.
I cannot say how proud I am of Steph for doing what she did with NO DRUGS. Here is the general timeline of July 14th, 2005.
8pm- the night before
Hospital call and tell us they might not have a bed for our scheduled induction in the morning. We should call before we come.
6am
Wake Up and call the hospital to see if they have a spare bed for us. They do. Major nerves kick in!!
8am
Arrive at hospital. Do paperwork, and get started with the IV bag to induce Steph. You need a IV because they have to increase fluids so you don't get sick when the pitocin kicks in. We had always wanted a 'natural' birth with no drugs, but as it was an induction they obviously had to start it artificially. I convinced Steph that this was okay, because this wouldn't count as drugs because they were not designed to ease pain, but to actually increase it by speeding things up. (Note for next child: this form of rationale to a mother about to embark on labor, even if technically correct, does NOT help the situation!!)
8:30am
The nurses add pitocin to the IV drip and everything is just peachy. Steph is in a great mood, laughing, joking, and chatty as all get up. This is called the First Stage of Labor.
10:30am
Doctor Polo (our doctor who we have been seeing for the past six months) arrives and says hi. We figured out this "hi" costs about $1300. He breaks her water. In the water there is a little bit of merconium, which is Jack's poop, so that means we have to have everything suctioned when he is born as a precaution, in case it has gotten into his lungs. The pitocin is definitely kicking in right now. Steph is feeling more contractions than she has in the past and it is all getting a little more tense. I am trying to keep it light hearted and we can still have some good times, but Steph 'has her game face on' at this point. This is called the transition. Pat and Tom arrive and say hi, and so does Joann, Austin, and Autumn. The nurses checked her and she is at 3cm.
12pm
Cell phones off, please! Steph is being very considerate about the whole thing and the various tests that are going on and such, but people in the room answering cell phones are starting to annoy her. A quick word from me, and that is fixed...no more cell phones. Labor is definitely getting more intense now. Back rubbing and feet rubbing is a must. Note for next child: remember to bring another tennis ball for massaging. It seemed to work wonders with her and that is the most important thing.
The nurses check her and she is at 6cm. Nice! Huge jump and a big morale booster for Steph.
2pm
Steph is doing really well but is definitely very uncomfortable and in a lot of pain. The first signs of self-doubt start to kick in. It isn't that she thinks she can't do it, but rather that the drugs are there to ease pain so why does she have to go through this? She 'only' dilated another centimeter, which was not the best news in he world. We had got so excited over a 3-4cm jump last time in two hours, that only jumping 1cm this time seemed so disappointing.
Drugs in a hospital are like alcohol in a hotel room mini-bar. They are there to be help, and are made to be VERY convenient. It isn't until afterwards that you realize you probably should have done them. I wanted to Steph to stop hurting, but I weighed that against how disppointed she would be afterwards if she gave up too easily.
I think this was where I figured out, I mean REALLY figured out, how important the coach was. I don't want to toot my own horn, but everything in that room at that point of labor became a psychological battle with Steph. She was in a lot of pain, and discomfort, and so any sort of 'bad' news would only hasten the demand for drugs if things got desperate. As the coach I was finding myself doing a lot more talking to Steph at this point. She was doing brilliant, but the temptation to ask for drugs had started to kick in.
3pm
We're pushing!! So the nurses came to check her and she was at 9+cm. Not quite the required 10cm for pushing but there was a little bit of cervix 'lip' that was still in the way. They decided that she was going to be ready soon, so they got her started. She was soooo relieved, too. After the birth she described this as the point that she could finally start 'fighting back' against the pain of the contractions. Before that point she just had to take it and fight through it. Now she was allowed to start pushing back against them which helped with the pain. She got a small second wind which was great to see.
4pm
WHERE IS THE DOCTOR?? Okay, so something else that threw us off was the fact that the doctor was not going to be there for the initial pushing stage. Steph had been pushing for over and hour and Doctor Polo was still not in the room. Well, that was partially our mistake about not realizing how long the pushing really takes. He is only there for the actual final 20 minutes. Everything else is for the nurses to take care of. Nurses by the way are awesome!! Make friends with them and they will treat you extra nice!
4:10pm
They can see Jack's head. This again, is a huge morale booster for ME and gives me more coaching strength, but Steph doesn't seem to care. Obviously, she was excited in hindsight, but she was absolutely exhausted. This was where our 'agreement' kicked in. We had made a deal that if she really wanted drugs then she would have to ask three separate times and could only ask during the 'non-contracting' stages. Then, as one final thing I decided to add last-minute, I said that she could only have drugs if she could promise me that she couldn't possibly make it through one more contraction. She couldn't promise that, so we continued. I asked her each time a contraction finished, and to her credit each time she said she couldn't promise. The nurses decided that he is close enough to call Doctor Polo. Good times.
4:35pm
Doctor Polo arrives, and says hi (another $1300!). He gets his gown on ($500) and gloves ($275) etc. Inside of about 2 minutes our room was turned from a comfortable birthing room, to a full scale, operating room. All the cabinets flipped round to expose various machines and things so that in the case of an emergency we could have everything there. There were big lights, operating tools and all. This was pretty damn cool I have to say. The 'hard' pushing started at this point. We were getting him out.
4:55pm
His head is out. Doctor Polo goes to town with the suctioning tools to get rid of any merconium that Jack might have inhaled during the birth. Slight tearing has occured. This was a second degree tear, which is not bad. The scale is 1 to 4 with 4 being the worst.
4:57pm
Jack is finally born!! He is beautiful. I didn't get to cut the cord as they had to whisk him over to the table to do another check for merconium. I was a little bit disappointed, but it was something I could get over when you weigh it against him being hurt or something. Safety first.
4:59pm
We get to hold him. Unbelievable experience. This was absolute love at it's best. He was gorgeous!
Pictures to come tomorrow....