paisley's birth story

it had been a long day of walking laps around the mall with my mom and eating pizza because everyone know's those two things can thrust you into labor. right? right. my achy feet were being rubbed by my caring hubs as we watched the lord of the rings {the whole trilogy} that saturday night. when we finally went up to bed i found myself pretty disappointed that my due date came and went with no fire hydrant gush of my water breaking in a public place. because that's just how i wanted it to happen, dramatic i know. {i thought it be funny.} at 2:30 in the morning after a few hours of what i thought was painful gas i finally decided to google "what do contractions feel like". to my surprise i found many women describing the feeling as extreme gas pains! holy moly i was in labor! after waking my hubs up and making him time the contractions with me we finally decided to go to the hospital after downing

a bowl of oatmeal {big mistake!}.

 i was actually scheduled to be induced the next day so i knew my doctor wouldn't send me home. 

they admitted me to the hospital and right away my nurse came in and started filling us in on what typically happens during labor/delivery etc. then she started to inform us about the "red button" on the wall. she said in the case of an emergency she would push that button and between 15-20 doctors and nurses would come running in the room to attend to the situation. then she assured us "that never happens". . .  right.

the time came for them to break my water and a doctor "in training" was the lucky guy to do the job. he started jiggling around the little hanger, hook, whatever it is and we noticed he was having a little bit of trouble. after several minutes of this i could tell by the look on his face something was wrong. apparently paisley's heart rate began to drop rapidly and to top it off instead of water, a gush of blood poured out of me when he tried to break it.{thankfully i couldn't see any of this.} i looked over at my mom and husband and could tell by the looks on their faces this wasn't good.

the nurse looked at the doctor and said "should i push it?" he nodded his head and this is where the chaos begins. she pushes the button and immediately 15 doctors and nurses come flying in my room. one is putting an oxygen mask on me while another is sticking me in the arm with a shot and the others are trying to reassure me everything is going to be ok. looking back now i see how serious the situation was but in that moment i was at such peace in my heart because i knew God was going to take care of us. 

the shot they gave me was intended to get more oxygen or blood or something to paisley but it caused me to shake, well more like convulse, uncontrollably. remember that oatmeal? yeah i started throwing that up all over myself, so that was really cool. i remember looking over at my mom and noah and them mouthing to me it's ok, and praying under their breath. everyone was rushing around, looking at monitors, making me breath oxygen and from this point on things were kind of a blur. 

my mom followed one of the nurses out of the room and asked her to shoot straight. she wanted to know what was really up. the nurse probably shouldn't have told my mom this but informed her that they were concerned of the possibility that my placenta was pulling away from the cervix and that's what caused the bleeding. if this was the case the nurse let my mom know that during the delivery while i was pushing it could cause unstoppable hemorrhaging and i could die. wow great news! so that's on my moms mind the rest of the delivery and 

 she is praying and believing God that she won't lose her little girl . . . 

 to be continued . . .

 

{all photo's by lisa christine photography }