Induction Day

November 7: We were scheduled for an induction due to the gestational diabetes and the dr was worried about the size of the baby. I was scheduled for the induction at 6am.  I didnt know really what to expect other than I was going to the hospital and the induction would be started to get my labor going. The nurses administered 2 ivs which I hated. I felt like I had to be so carefull not to pull them out and boy did it hurt getting them put in. One iv was for fluids and the other was for the insulin just to keep my blood sugars under control. Dr. R wanted to do the gel pill induction before pitocin because I wasnt dilated and my cervix wasnt ripe yet. The way that the gel pill worked is the pill was inserted behind my cervix. Only 1 pill could be inserted every 4 hours. Talk about a long process.  I did not want to be couped up in a hospital bed so we walked around the L & D ward. I was not dilated at all! After 5 pills at 12am on the 8th of November I was only 1-2cm.

November 8: 12am....Dr R had just broke my bag of waters which was a very weird experience in its self and immediately brought on some pretty uncomfortable contractions. Imagine being able to breath comfortably and then it hits you like a ton of bricks.  It was too early for the epidural and I was so tired so the nurses were able to give me a small dosage of demerol which knocked me on my butt. I was out of it. It was almost as if I could hear everyone around me, but I could not respond. Not a great feeling, but I slept.

 Next thing I knew it was 7am and the demerol was not working what so ever. My contractions were at a pain level of 9 and I was dilated to about a 5. The epidural was the only thing on my mind. The anethesiologist finally got there and he had some trouble getting the epidural cath in my spinal column. Finally he got it and like magic all the pain was gone and I went right back to sleep.

About 9:40am the nurse came in to turn me over and she decided to check me. She could see Trevor's head and told me not to sneeze, breathe or move. If I did, I would have the baby on my own. I was slightly panicked as Steve had just left to go home to get the camera. My inlaws ran downstairs to get him. Dr R almost didnt make it. He was at the Kissimmee office and I was about 20 minutes away. He made it in 10 minutes. The room was full of so many people for Trevor's birthday. Since I was a gestational diabetic and there was some concern over Trevor's blood sugars, the nursery brought in 3 nurses. My nurse asked if I minded 3 female students to watch the birth. I didnt much care at that point. Then at my head was Steve and to his right were the camcorder on a tripod and my mom and Steves mom. The deal was they could be in there, but had to stay behind me.

Dr R came in got his gear on, they got me all ready and he said when I tell you to push I want you to push really good. I seriously couldnt feel a thing. I was so numb. When he said push push push push push, I just did even though I could feel anything. I pushed 5 times and that was all it took to bring our little man into the world. At 10:18am on November 8th, 2002 Dr R held him up, let Steve cut the cord and then Trevor was passed over to the nursery nurses. He cried a lot and the whole time and I was thinking, JUST GIVE ME MY BABY! I wanted to hold him and see him. He had been a part of me for 9 months. Those few minutes seemed like eternity. Then they passed him to me and I fell in love. He wimpered a little, but for the most part was very quiet once he was placed in my arms. I remember looking up at Steve in amazement that we made this perfect little person. Trevor's testing wasnt done and his blood sugars were dropping so he was taken to the nursery.

When they brought him back to me the first thing I did was strip his clothes off. I wanted to count his toes and see whose feet he had. I wanted to take in every single inch of his little body. It may sound weird, but I couldnt wait to know every inch of him. He smelled so perfect. Even before his first bath he smelled just like a baby. He had dark hair and a beautiful complexion. The one thing we could not get over is the fact that he  had HUGE hunds. He got his hands from the Joy side of the family for sure.  We had many visitors that first day. Being that he was the first grandchild the grandparents couldnt get enough of him.

I could of not have asked for a better experience. My mom asked me if I could do it all again the next day and I remember telling her heck ya. It was a breeze. I just thanked God that our baby was born healthy. We were finally our own little family.