Where to begin.... this past week has been interesting to say the least.
On Tuesday, June 21st, Rick and I set forth for me to be induced as I have been having some complications. It was our hope that we would be bringing home our baby girl on Wednesday.
37 weeks..pre-induction.
We went in excited, nervous, and ready to meet our little girl.
I had received medicine to induce my labor Tuesday evening. When I woke up on
Wednesday morning I was contracting regularly.
The doctor came in after my labs where drawn and checked me and told me that I had not dilated at all
...okay, i knew this may take a while as I was only 37 weeks along.
She then proceeded to tell me and Rick that after reviewing my chart again, the fact that I am 37 wks and that I have not progressed if they continued to induce I would almost certainly need a c-section.
...okay, I knew this was a possibility too, and I am of the opinion that whatever delivery option ends with
a healthy baby and mommy I am ok with the decision made as long as I am informed.
She then proceeded to tell me that after discussing my case with another doctor in the practice I go to that it would be best to stop the induction as my condition is currently
stable, not worsening, and our baby is doing well.
excuse me? I am contracting every 2-3mins?
And that I would be sent home once everything calms down, unless I do end up progressing.
I'm sorry, did you say home, as in go home WITHOUT my baby....?
That was in-fact what I was being told.
I was going to be sent home.
The discussion was more indepth and I did get to speak to the doctor who has been
overseeing my care on a more than weekly basis for the past 2 months.
I was heartbroken.
I was supposed to be going home with my baby.
In my head I knew that it was best for me to leave with her still in my stomach, but my heart was ready to finally hold this little angel who I have been waiting to hold... and meet...and introduce to everyone.
Talk about a roller coaster of emotions and hormones...
being in the hospital for 12 plus hrs + pain from contractions + pregnancy hormones + leaving without my baby.
I was in overwhelmed to say the least.
I am thankful for my doctors who are fabulous and did re-evaluate my situation.
They could have easily continued with their original decision and I could have ended up
with a c-section and a baby in the NICU. Even though my little girl was 37 weeks,
there is still a small chance she could have breathing problems.
I feel that they made the best decision as she was clearly not ready to come out (and apparently still is not!)
I am also thankful that I am "healthy" enough to allow our little one more time to develop.
So, it is back to bedrest for me.
The whole experience was humbling to say the least.
So I left the hospital, waddling out as I had waddled in, with my baby in utero.
Here are some pics of the event...
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waiting. |
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Rick sleeping soundly (I was awake until 3am..) |
Since then I have seen my doctor again and the new game plan is to wait until 39 weeks. If I do not go into labor spontaneously then I will be induced at 39 weeks. This will give our little girl some more time to develop. Hopefully it will also allow me to dilate some before hand and I will be able to transition into a smoother labor if I have to be induced, again. Ultimately it is the best choice for my situation and I am thankful for the medical team, doctors and nurses that continue to take care of me.
I guess it just shows how on our toes we will have to be with our little one!
She is stubborn like her Mom.