This was my first pregnancy, and I really did not know what to expect. All my life I have wanted to be married to the perfect man and have his children. Well, I had the perfect husband and now I was carrying his child. We found out we were pregnant on Mother's Day after only having tried two months. It was a great pregnancy! The only morning sickness I had was from my prenatal vitamins and since I was taking them at night I threw up once and then went back to sleep. My doctor changed my vitamins and no more morning sickness. I was losing weight instead of gaining, but eating more healthy than ever (I only gained eight pounds my entire pregnancy and most of that was during the Christmas Holidays).
My due date was January 3, 1998, but when I went for my appointment on December 2, I was already 1 cm dilated and 45% effaced. At my next visit, I was 2 cm and 50% effaced. On December 15, I lost my mucous plug and thought my water had broken. The doctor said he expected to see me deliver before the week was out. Well, my next appointment was December 24 and still no baby. I started having contractions (although they were not hurting, just uncomfortable) while we went riding around looking at Christmas lights. The contractions were 5 minutes apart so we went home to get our bags and they quit. We went to bed and they started again, this time more painful and less than 3 minutes apart. Then they quit also. On my appointment January 2, the nurse practitioner said it would be before the weekend, but I was not counting on it!! Working in a day care, I had heard all of the horror stories to not knowing they were in labor to not knowing their water had broken and delivering a week later by emergency C-section.
At 12:20 am January 5, I woke up feeling as though I was wetting my pants. They were dark panties so I couldn't tell if the fluid was clear or not, but it smelled like urine, so I went back to bed. Several minutes later, my lower abdomen started hurting. My doctor had told me they were "pressure pains" and to take tylenol if they became too bad. Well, this was bad; I couldn't get comfortable. I woke my husband and we went to the hospital.
We checked in at 1:10 am, and they confirmed my water had broken, and I was at 5 cm. My pain was just a constant ache, so they gave me a small vile of nubain, and I went to sleep for 30 minutes. When I woke up, I felt like I needed to go the bathroom. The nurse checked me and said that I was at 10 cm and could start pushing any time. Since I was not having real contractions, my GREAT husband would watch the monitor and tell me when I was having a contraction and help me push.
At 6:00 am, the nurse said that depending on how hard I pushed would determine when the baby would be born. I decided my next push would be it, and it was. The doctor had to fly out of his chair to catch Alexandra as she came out. Her arm was up around her shoulder and the doctor said that if it had not been there, I would not had to push that long. She is a beautiful baby that we are so lucky to have!! She sleeps through the night only waking twice to eat. Now I have it all ~ a GREAT husband, Patrick, a wonderful pregnancy and delivery and now a Blessed baby girl. What could be better?
Alexandra Victoria Shaddix
January 5, 1998 at 6:17 am
7 lbs. 5 3/4 oz; 19 inches long