What a Journey!

So.
I was due September 26, 2013.
That date came and went. Much to my dismay.
I was scheduled to be induced October 3, 2013 at 3 pm.
Derrik and I thought that there was only the induction drug, Pitocin, which basically speeds up your contractions. So, we went to the hospital expecting to have a baby by 3:30, maybe 4:30 am. HA!
I got all checked in (changed into a gown, hospital bands on wrist, met my charge nurse, my day nurse, doctor, and medical history taken).

I didn't get any drugs until 6:30 pm. It was Cytotec, a small pill to be taken every 6 hours (I think), to soften my cervix. I was all set, Jace was downwards, face down (or so they thought). My body just wasn't ready. Well, nothing happened by Friday morning. We were up all night (my family had come to be with us). Derrik packed my word search (don't judge, I LOVE them), my kindle, iPod, and plenty of movies. I didn't want to do anything though. He thought I was crazy, for just laying in bed for hours on end. At home, I'd be going stir crazy and want to get out of the house. Anyway, it was my time to think about what was coming, imagine how my life was going to change. I was going to be a mom soon! My dream!!

Well, Friday night at 6:30 pm, exactly 24 hours of being on Cytotec, my doctor decided I could start Pitocin, at which point I asked to start the epidural as well. Saturday morning at 4:30 am, I was talking to my mom, when all of a sudden my water broke (freaked me out). So, I thought 'okay, this is it! He's coming!'. Nope, no baby yet. By 10 am Saturday morning, I was fully dilated and was told to push. *NOTE: I'd been having contractions the whole time, but they were seriously not that bad. I was expecting worse. Derrik and my mom told me that I did excellent, they were surprised by how well I handled the whole thing.*

Around 2, maybe 2:30 pm, my OB called in another OB for his opinion; they both said Jace was sunny-side up (meaning his face was up, which is not how babies are to be born). The second OB checked me and said "I'm either feeling his ear or his hand by his head", thus causing me to be pushing for four hours, not making any progress whatsoever. (Knowing Jace, he LOVES sleeping with his arm by his head). The two OB's talked and decided a C-section was the best way to go. I was pushing for four hours, I was exhausted, I wanted to be done. They got Derrik gowned and ready and we went to the OR. (That was fun, due to me watching Grey's Anatomy). I had general anesthesia and was out. When I woke up from what felt like a 3 hour nap, but really was only 20 minutes, either I asked or the nurse told me, "baby is with dad in the recovery and both are doing great".  I was wheeled in there and my first sight was my wonderful husband holding our baby boy. He showed him to me, told me his stats (8 lbs 13 oz, 21 3/4 in long). We said his name in unison, Jace Alexander Peterson.

I was so, so, so dizzy. . .I remember wanting to hold Jace, but not trusting myself because of the dizziness. Derrik helped me, I held for a few minutes before our family came in.

We had a wonderful stay and we loved the nurses and staff at Ontario-Vineyard Kaiser.

*I have a very low pain tolerance. I can't even stand a cut on my finger!!