Jarrett's mom came to town late Thursday night, so she was able to take care of Lawson while we headed to the hospital. Here is the last picture of me pregnant. I look sooo tired! It was about 5:45 am.
We got a slow start because the nurses could not get my IV started. It took 4 tries, but finally my amazing nurse Marcie got it in and started the pitocin. I was in relatively no pain until Dr. Klouda came and broke my water which I think was at around 9:30. After that I got my epidural, which did NOT go great. The anesthesiologist kept hitting a nerve and I kept shaking and kicked Jarrett. I'm sure he will never forget the look of fear and pain in my eyes as he held my hands. Finally everything got settled and and the anesthesiologist finished up. After that I was pretty nauseous and not feeling well at all, plus I still felt pain on my right side. Once Marcie gave me more pain medicine and I got over the nausea, I started feeling the urge to push. There was NO down time. They told me not to push and called Dr. Klouda to get there. It was hard not to push, but once she got there it took four pushes and our daughter entered the world. That moment with both of my children is the most amazing feeling in this world. She was beautiful and cried very loudly!
Once she was cleaned up and in our arms, we noticed what we thought were "baby" grunts. However, the nurse was concerned and contacted the pediatrician. She said it was a sign she was having a hard time breathing. They check her oxygen which was great and ran a few tests and took an x-ray. The x-ray showed some fluid on her lungs. The pediatrician said it could be either amniotic fluid that didn't get pushed out or neonatal pneumonia. It was heartbreaking and I broke down for a second, but new in my heart that she was alright. They started her on antibiotics, so they had to put a little IV in her arm with a little splint. We ended up having to stay an extra night, and the culture they took showed that it was not pneumonia. She also had to have amniotic fluid pumped from her stomach because she was spitting it up and would not eat at first. Once they did that, she started eating like a pro!
While at the hospital, Barbar brought Lawson to meet his sister. He really didn't seem phased by her and just watched her.
Finally, it was time to go home. We dressed her up in a dress that was mine when I was a little girl.