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I was checked for progress continually throughout the day by my nurse and the Doc. I don’t know what happened at this point. I just stalled out, I stayed at 4 cm for hours. It’s like my body just quit responding, or never really responded in the first place. We tried different positioning and we maxed out the pitocin dosage. All I can say is thank you God for the epidural because the contractions were strong just ineffective.
By this point, about 3 pm, I was in tears. My epidural was wearing off and I knew something had to be done soon or my baby was at risk for infection. I was deliriously tired after almost 48 hours with no sleep. The doctor was so kind. He knew that I reeeally did not want a c section as I had mentioned this to him numerous times. He agreed to let me keep trying for a few more hours. We tried, really we did but the down side to an epidural is that you can’t move or walk or do any of those things that could help pick-up labor.
So in the end we did the only option left to us, we opted for a c-section. The one thing I really did not want. I was terrified that if I had a c section I would be limited in the future as to how many children I could carry. We have always wanted a large family with 5-6 kids, no joke. But my Doctor assured me that if I stayed healthy and my uterus held up I could try for a VBAC next time.
We notified our families and they prepped and rolled me back. Since it wasn’t really an “emergency” c section, more of a “failure to progress” c section it was kind of laid back affair. I was really groggy and sleepy the whole time. It’s like as soon as we agreed to do it ,my mind just shut off and all my adrenaline faded. I told Jonathan the other day that I wish I remembered more of what happened during this time. All I know is they gave me some really heavy drugs, prepped me, brought Jonathan into the operating room and in under 10 minutes the loudest girly cry filled the room. I was so happy and relieved and I didn’t care at that moment how she had arrived; only that she HAD! Her poor little head had been stuck in my pelvis.
Emerald Mercy Hutto was born at 6:48 pm on July 31st, 2012. 7lbs 6 oz, 21 inches long. After I had seen her for the first time and touched her little face and told her “Hi baby, Mommy is so glad you’re here”, she and Jonathan left the room and they gave me some more heavy medicine and I quite literally passed out from exhaustion. The next time I woke up I was in recovery and my husband was handing me my little baby! Pure Joy.
We were in recovery for about 45 minutes and it was so quiet and peaceful. Because it was so late at night we were the only ones in the room. It was a very private, special time and one I will always cherish. I nursed her for the first time, we took tons of pictures and marveled over our first baby. I drank my weight in Sprite since I was so thirsty from over 12 hours without drink.
Even thought I knew our family was waiting to see her we took our time. She was finally here after 2 whole days in the hospital and I was not rushing this.
We spent a total of 5 days in the hospital before we took our precious girl home to our new life.