The birth of Nolan is one I will never forget. Not that you forget birth often, but his is one that grew me in many ways. I developed gestational diabetes at 20 weeks preg. with Nolan. With that came checking my sugar 4-5 times daily, sticking to a very strict diet and taking medicine twice a day to control the diabetes. At the end of my pregnancy I was seeing the dr. every 4 days (from 32 weeks until his birth at 39 weeks and 1 day). I was having non-stress tests twice a week and ultrasounds every 3 weeks. To say the least the pregnancy was not only hard on me, but on my family as well.
His BIRTHday, started like any other induction. We arrived at the birthing center at 7:30 am, finally got hooked up etc. by 9 am. I was already contracting every 3 mins. so they knew that the pitocin would work well. I was dilated to 3 cm at arrival and was about 50 percent. After a couple of hours I requested my epidural. I told them then that I could still feel most of my legs etc. They tried to adjust it, but it continued to only numb my one side. After several HOURS at being at 5 cm (a problem I have always had) they turned me on all fours to get his head to turn (he was sunny side up). After about 30 mins. they turned me back around and I knew the baby was coming.
They called the dr. in and she checked me…..still at a 6. I couldn’t believe I was only a 6 still……until about 3 mins. later she check me again…….now I was almost 8 cm. Okay we are moving fast now…..a couple more contractions and I am yelling that I want my epidural to work…NOW!!!! I was very unhappy and in a ton of pain. This wasn’t something we were planning on….natural birth. My mom knew right then that I was in transition. I am so thankful that Dave and her were there……they both stepped up and took control of me and the situation.
I told the dr. I couldn’t take it any longer, so she told me to bear down through the contractions. After doing that once they started to call for “baby stat”. The baby came quick at this point…..two pushes and his head was born…..then the dr. told me to stop pushing because there was micodium (sp?) in the fluid. They were trying to clean his mouth out. THen I screamed and he was born. They quickly put him on me and stated to rub him etc. We looked at the dr. and said, “What is it?!!!” She responded with a, “Oh yeah, you guys don’t know.” I then let out a big…..IT’S A BOY!!!!!!!!!
After he was born he was monitored for 12 hours for his sugar (which was perfect!!!! Praise the Lord). The Lord truly taught me to trust Him during the pregnancy and birth. I had such horrible fears going into birth because of Ethan’s birth. The thought of another 9 lbs. baby would bring me to tears in seconds. The thought of stitches for months gave me nightmares. But the Lord protected me and not only took care of me, but gave me my easiest recovery yet! I praise the Lord for His goodness to me and my family!