Mommies in Spanglish

Juliet and I picked our own bell peppers and raspberries. She loved  running through the crops and eating fresh berries.  

XO, Iris

Now-to where it all started...Ezra's birth story is quite a lengthy one so, we will start on Tuesday, September 20th. On this day, I woke up to find out that I lost my mucus plug. I made sure not to get my hopes up but many women have told me that losing their mucus plug was a good indicator that labor was near...

Well...the next day, Wednesday, September 21st, I had what the pregnancy world calls "a bloody show." This is also another good indicator that labor is near. This happened in the morning and throughout the day, I seemed to be feeling contractions, which were sporadic and kind of hard to distinguish at first. As the day led on, I started to recognize that I was in fact having contractions, so I started to time them. My husband Jey and I had a normal night, ate dinner and watched our regular scheduled shows. By 8pm at night, I was finding the contractions to be 10 mins apart and every hour after that, they were closer apart. I had told Jey to head to bed without me and get some rest because I was feeling restless and decided to stay in our living room watching TV and managing these contractions I was feeling. By 1AM in the morning of Thursday, September 22nd, I found that my contractions were 5 mins apart.

At this point, I wanted to hold out as much as possible to head to the hospital if I was able to bare my contractions. A little side note...I was finding them a bit harder to bare then I thought I was able to manage...but I led on. Come 2AM, I found myself having a major contraction that had me leaning over my couch armrest...then suddenly, I felt a POP! My water broke...

I of course wanted to make 100% sure that it was my water and not pee (hehe) and I was right. So, I cleaned myself up and headed into our bedroom to tell Jey it was time! He woke suddenly and realized this is it...we gather our things and headed for the hospital (which luckily is only 5 mins away from our home).

Since I had pre-registered ahead of time, we were admitted into a room right away. The nurse advised me to get changed into the hospital gown and then hooked up the monitors to me and checked how much I was dilated and effaced. I was barely 2cm and 70% effaced but because my water broke, I had to be admitted. Unfortunately, at this point, my contractions began to make me nauseous from how painful they were. Even though, I had really wanted to have a natural birth but because of the nausea and vomiting, I opted to have an Epidural.

The anesthesiologist came in about 30 mins after I made the decision to have an epidural and was very professional and comforting. Immediately, I felt relief.
Now...I knew opting for an epidural would slow things down, so I seemed to be in labor most of the day Thursday and took advantage of the rest time. I was slowly progressing throughout the day but not fast enough, so the nurse added some Pitocin to my IV which helped to speed things up. Well, things were not speeding up as much as we wanted and baby was not dropping into the birth canal to start pushing but 8PM came around and the nurse thought we could try some practice pushing to get things going.

Three hours later and some great effort, I found myself having some intense hip issues. My hips began to hurt increasingly to the point were I could not sit on them or find a comfortable position and I had gotten to a point of almost giving up. My nurse, mother, and husband kept encouraging me to keep going, as I had been in labor for so long at this point. Although I felt a pain I could not bare, the anesthesiologist helped me get through this unbearable pain with another type of pain medication. After feeling some relief, I tried to push a couple more times but my doctor came in to advise where I stood in terms of delivering.

Because I now had been in labor for around 28 hours and was seeing no progress, the doctor advised that we perform a c-section. Although this was the last thing I wanted to happen...I was extremely exhausted and did not feel like the baby wanted to drop. Also because the baby was not in distressed, I decided that I would go ahead with the c-section and deliver a healthy baby as easy as possible.

As soon as I gave the OK, I was immediately wheeled away to the operating room. Everything happened so fast. My husband and mother were able to be in the room as well. I found myself reassuring my husband that everything was going to be okay, as he was so sweetly concerned with me and my health through this all. And just like that, our baby boy was brought into this world!
Born Friday, September 23rd at 4:01AM, weighing 7lbs, 10oz and measuring 20 inches long-Ezra James was the most beautiful thing I have ever seen!!

The rest was history...baby, daddy and I were whisked away to recovery and for bonding time. My heart is full and I have been enjoying every moment since!
Although my labor and deliver was not in my plans, it had to happen this way and I am feeling nothing but blessed that God has gifted us with a beautiful and healthy baby boy!

xoxo,
Steph