My pregnancy with Tynsleigh was pretty good - a little bit of nausea at the beginning but nothing out of the ordinary. I was monitored closely though after I lost Barrett at 20 weeks. At my 36 week appointment I told my doctor that I had been having some pretty good contractions the last few days but they were all over the place. After checking my cervix (I was sitting at 3-4 eeeek,), she told me to book my appointment for the next week but she expected the baby to be here before then.
Babies are so unpredictable and they sure only come when they’re ready.
I was still pregnant at my next weeks appointment, still sitting at 3-4 cm, and had desperately begun to google “how to go into labor.” =) You name it and I was doing it to try and get this baby out lol. My doctor told me to relax because she would be here before I knew it. So much easier said than done! Feeling discouraged and hyper emotional (oh, those crazy pregnancy hormones!), I went home and took the dogs for a walk. The evening carried on like normal but in the middle of the night I woke up with some cramping. After I used the restroom I realized I had a light blood flow so we headed in to the hospital around 7am. My doctor had been on call that night and after 30 minutes of fetal monitoring she decided to induce me. She said the baby looked good but we were going to play it safe. I was so thankful for those words!
Induced at 8:32. I was allowed to walk around after the suppository was given so my husband and I walked the hospital for 45 minutes before I had to report back. I was checked by the nurse (no progression) and encouraged to go stand in the shower. I wasn’t the least bit interested in that but I was game for a nap. I remember waking up during a contraction and telling my husband he should go tell a nurse. I was checked again and told things were just beginning to progress and the contractions would get worse - did I change my mind about pain meds?? Ha! Nope.
I dozed off between contractions for a little while longer until I was basically just working through them. Then the nausea hit. My husband was instructed to get a nurse because surely I must be getting close? Nope. 7 cm. Anti-vomit pill was given and that sucker sure worked wonders. I worked through a few more contractions and then told dirk to go get a nurse because I felt the urge to push. I can only imagine the eye rolls from the nurses station at this point! Haha!
My intuition was correct though. I was almost at a 10 and the nurse told me to start walking down the hall to the delivery room but to not go too quickly because the room wasn’t set up and the doctor was in surgery. I don’t know if any of y’all have ever had to walk when you are quite literally about to pop out a baby....you aren’t going anywhere too quickly! I made it down the hall and onto the bed. The nurse instructed me through the 20 minutes of pushing and my doctor quite literally walked in right in time to catch the baby.
Tynsleigh Grace
Born at 1:17pm
7 lbs, 4 oz
20.3 inches long
I tell y’all....to have that sweet baby placed on my chest was the most amazing feeling. FINALLY. I was a mama and I was meeting my sweet baby girl for the first time. So, so incredibly thankful God chose me to be her mama.
Tynsleigh had a ton of mucus in her airway but not enough to where they wanted to suction her. I did skin to skin to try and encourage her to latch but she was never interested. Breastfeeding Tynsleigh is a post for a whole different day though ;)
After a two day stay in the hospital, we headed home with our sweet miracle baby.
