Hailey’s journey starts Thursday August 14, 2008. I started having contractions that just didn’t want to let up. We went to the hospital and were told we were not progressing cervically, so we were sent home. My contractions lasted until Tuesday August 19th, then all of a sudden disappeared. Around the 14th, I also started having extreme pressure and Hailey had officially dropped into position for birth.
Wednesday night (August 20th) was like most nights. I had four kids over that night. My brother had decided he wanted to stay the night. I was unsure at first, then gave in. I had felt a little off all day, but hacked it up to having done too much shopping and having too much on my mind. Sometime after midnight, I started my bath. I was really sore and taking a bath to get my body relaxed late at night had become a ritual. I was in there for a couple of hours with my husband sitting next to me the last hour or so.
Around 2:30 am on August 21st, I got out of the bath and attempted to dry off. My husband and I were talking about something and he was playing with his recorder, so the next couple of things that were said were recorded. Just as I was drying off I felt a popping feeling and my water broke. I remember saying “oh my god, my water broke!” My husband did not believe me at first. The first thing he said was “yeah right, very funny.” I said yes and pointed to the floor. He immediately ran downstairs to get things ready.
I cleaned up as much I could and got dressed. The first person I called was my mom. She was in shock. She tried to get out of work right away but had a very hard time convincing her boss to let her go until 5 am. In the meantime, I called my friend and she came down and watched all four kids until my mother came and relieved her.
Around 3:45 am is when Josh and I left for the hospital. I still hadn’t had a contraction, so we figured it was going to take awhile. Weren’t we wrong! lol. We arrived at the hospital at 3:55 am and went straight to OB triage. There we were fully assessed.
My contractions started by themselves at around 4:30 am and my doctor came into see me a few minutes after that. All while this was happening, my husband was taping the whole scene. He has the trip to the hospital and eight hours of footage over the course of 5 days.
My doctor decided I was definitely going to give birth in the next 24 hours, although he thought for sure he was going to have to put me on meds to get me started, so he gave me one last ultrasound in triage. He found that I had a lot more water to lose and that she was in the perfect position for birth. He did not anticipate complications.
Since we were going by my original due date just to be safe, the baby was decided to be 35 weeks and 6 days along. This meant she was to be delivered in the high risk L&D with NICU in the room at delivery for a full assessment.
Things went slow at first, and my contractions though by 5 am were strong, were still 3-4 minutes apart. When they brought me over to L&D I was 4 cm dilated, though when I walked into OB triage I was only 2 and a half cm dilated. It took me until 8 am to get to 5 cm and I stayed that way until a half hour before Hailey was born. My husband and I played cards and talked with family until around 7:00 am, when my contractions really started to take a toll on me. They were only a minute apart and I was getting no relief. They gave me Demerol to take the edge off but instead it just made me stoned. It lasted only a few minutes and disappeared. At that point I decided I just couldn’t take the pain and needed some relief, so I asked for an epidural.
Although the anaesthesiologist took only 20 minutes to show, it seemed to take hours. He had to give another mother that was at 8 cm an epidural first, then finally came to give me mine. My husband was told to wait outside while I had my epidural. For some reason relief never came for me. The anaesthesiologist put in the epidural and gave me the medication, but the pain just got worse. I remember him saying over and over, “are you feeling any kind of relief yet?” My response every time was “no, why isn’t this working?” The nurse asked me to lie down on my back and I said yes that I would do it but when I attempted to do so, it felt as if I had a ball between my legs and the pressure was too much for me. It was really hard to get into that position but as soon as I did my body started pushing. I couldn’t stop it. I kept yelling I have to push. The nurse immediately checked me and announced I was fully dilated. Still no pain relief! The only relief I had was pushing and even that hurt.
The nurse called for my doctor by screaming from the room to the front desk. My doctor was sitting outside my room, so he rushed in right away and started to get suited up. The nurse helped me get in position and I pushed several times before my doctor was ready. This was the longest I have ever pushed for my kids. The anaesthesiologist was still by my side at this time and gave me another dose, which I would later regret.
After a few more pushes, Hailey’s head emerged with the cord wrapped around her neck two times. It was loose, so my doctor was able to remove it fairly easily. Then the rest of her body was born. Hailey was born at 9:33 am, weighing 6 pounds 2 ounces - only 7 hours after my water broke and only 5 hours after my first contraction. She was born without any drugs to boost contractions (my first to do this). All three of my other children were assisted births. This one I did all myself. I do not regret the epidural since I truly believe that the knowing I was going to get relief was what calmed me down and enabled me to go from 5cm to 10 cm all while the anaesthesiologist was giving me my epidural, which, according to the nurse, took 5-10 minutes.
When Hailey was born, she was a perfect pink. She was very aware of her surroundings and had an initial scream that filled the room. The NICU did a full assessment in my room and when the doctor came in to see her, he decided that she was in perfect health and was able to come with me to my room. Shortly after that, the other NICU nurse announced that her blood sugar was down and the doctor suggested giving her an immediate dose of formula to see if her sugar level would rise. He then left and handed my husband the baby. At this time my epidural took effect, even though it had been turned off as soon as her head emerged. I had no feeling in my lower half and when I attempted to move, I accidentally smacked my side into the railing. By the way, all this is on tape. My doctor had no problems with my husband videotaping the full birth.
About an hour later, NICU decided that Hailey was to go to NICU to have an hour old assessment and was brought back just as they were getting me ready to go to my room. They put me in a private room since, up until a couple of months ago; I was working at a nursing home. I guess they had an outbreak in the hospitals and nursing homes of MRSA and any heath care staff was to be tested and isolated until results came out negative. Which, of course, mine did, though it sure was a pain to suit up every time I visited Hailey. Or when anyone visited me.
Once in our room we had started to get settled in when Hailey decided to go completely blue on us. We called in the nurse, though by the time she arrived I had got her back on line and she was breathing, though still a little blue. They took her to the front desk and called the doctor after giving her another assessment. Shortly after this, Hailey was returned to us, and my mother in-law showed up and so did my cousin and her two daughters. Not long into our visit, my nurse came in and announced that due to the low blood sugar and her recent event, the doctor decided that it would be safer to move Hailey to the NICU for a 24-hour assessment. Unfortunately, when her PKU was taken the following morning, it came out that she had a bacterial infection in her blood. They started her on two kinds of antibiotics that were to be given every 24 hours and the other at every 12 hours. The next morning, we were discharged from the maternity ward. The NICU at that time offered us a complimentary room right in the NICU. It wasn’t as nice as the maternity ward room and we had to pay for our meals and bring in towels, but there was plenty of room and an extra room for cooking was supplied as well as a shower room. I was just happy to be able to stay with Hailey until she came home. The next morning we had more bad news; Hailey’s bilirubin had spiked and she needed to be put under the lights in her incubator. At this point they decided to just test her for a whole list of things. She had several vials of blood taken which was just horribly uncomfortable for Hailey. Now my baby was lying in an incubator with a bright light over her and an IV in her hand. Her feet had a little over 10 pricks on one foot and eight on the other.
On Sunday night, Hailey’s bilirubin dropped dramatically and the doctor decided to put her in our room in a bilibed. It lit up from the bottom and she was to go into it wearing just a diaper. We had a very hard night, though. She was very restless and didn’t want to feed. She cried if she wasn’t being held, but when she was nursing she would fall asleep and not want to feed or she would cry, not wanting to latch on. On the morning of August 25th, we found out exactly why she was so fussy. Her bilirubin count had gone up to well over 200, making her tired and restless. The doctor at that time told us that since she went under lights this count would only go down from here on and not to worry about it.
The results from the bacterial infection were in and we were told that it had not evolved and that it was caused by contamination through direct contact to the skin. He thinks something that was unsterile during birth touched her. She was finally discharged on Monday, with appointments to come back in every two days for a bilirubin test and weight assessment as well as several appointments to see the neonatologist.|
This was two years ago and today Hailey is my healthy happy girl, full of life and a complete daredevil as well as my very own tornado. We love her so dearly and can hardly remember a time without her.
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