Nearly a month ago, we welcomed our son Mateo John to the world! He has completed our family and filled our hearts with so much joy. Here's the story of his arrival:
As with Sienna's birth, I had an appointment for an induction about a week prior to my due date. Dennis and I made the short trip down the street to the hospital around 5:00 a.m. while my mom stayed at our home with Sienna. We checked in to a quiet Labor and Delivery unit, had my IV started (which is always the worst part of any hospital stay for me!) and waited for the doctor to greet us.
The attending doctor checked to see whether I was dilated or effaced yet. She reported that I was already 3 cm dilated and 60% effaced. The pitocin drip started just before 8:00 a.m. Dennis and I settled in to watch some morning television and wait for the contractions to intensify. Every 30 minutes my nurse increased the rate of pitocin delivery, with a goal of having strong contractions every 2 to 3 minutes.
After seven hours of the pitocin, I still didn't have much pain, so I asked the doctor to check my progress. It was disappointing to learn that I was barely 4 cm dilated! The determination was made to break my water to bring on stronger contractions. It certainly worked! Within 5 minutes, my contractions were much stronger and more painful. I started to squeeze Dennis's hand with each contraction and immediately asked when the epidural could be administered.
The next 45 minutes were very painful. It was difficult to sit still for the epidural procedure, but Dennis helped steady me while the doctor's calmly inserted the epidural. Mercifully, the pain medication kicked in quickly and relief was very sweet. Once I was sufficiently numb, the doctor checked and I was now 8 cm dilated. I'd gone from 4 to 8 centimeters in less than an hour... that explained the pain!
The next hour or so were similar to Sienna's birth as I calmed down, commented that "drugs are amazing" and started to have chills from the pain medication. One of the attending physicians came in and told me that my doctor was still at the hospital and wanted to come deliver the baby. My doctor is the head of the Obstetrics Department and an expert in managing pre-existing diabetes during pregnancy. I just love him and was thrilled that he'd be there to deliver our baby!
When my doctor arrived, he checked my progress and said that the baby was right there and ready to be delivered. With his coaching, I pushed a few times and then responded to his prompting to do tiny pushes while he eased the baby's head out. With his expert assistance, we managed to deliver the baby without any tearing. It was amazing!
At 6:16 p.m. our son was born. It was incredible to be calm and focused on the moment when he emerged and was turned toward me. Dennis, my mom, and I all said, "It's a boy!" at the same time. He was put on my chest and I stared at his sweet little fact for the next several minutes. As my mom commented, "Kelsey, you looked so in love with him from the moment he was born."
Mateo was 9 pounds, 1 ounce and 20.5 inches long. He was 12 ounces larger than Sienna at birth, so my diabetes did seem to have more impact on his development. His blood sugar was low at birth, so after an hour he was taken to the NICU to treat his blood sugar.
More about that experience to come in a future post...
Published On: February 07, 2011