I'm sure everyone knows already but Zeke William Jones is finally here! Born at 8 lbs 5 oz and 19 1/2 inches long he is 2 oz lighter and 2 inches shorter than what Adam was. He is so precious and I could not have asked for a more perfect baby. I could have asked for a better labor though.
Tuesday April 26th I arrived at Riverton Hospital at 8 am to be induced. My body was very much done being pregnant. My hips and back had been giving me horrible pain the last 2 weeks and I wasn't getting very much sleep. I had talked to my Dr about being induced and she said we could do that since this was my second and I already dilated to a 2. So they hook me up to the pitocin and the contractions start coming. Only every 4 minutes and they weren't terribly painful. They checked me every so often and I was dilating but not as fast as I'd hoped. At around 1:30 the anesthesiologist was around doing other epidurals so I had him come give one to me. At this point I was starting to get uncomfortable but it wasn't super bad yet. Everything with that went fine and I just sat back and relaxed after that. After a couple hours I started feeling pressure in my lower back. It was really starting to hurt. I had them call him back and he gave me something in my IV and said to just keep pushing the button for more of the epidural if needed. After a while I noticed Zeke's heart beat was going crazy. I called them in and they put me on oxygen.
At this point I was really starting to hurt. It just kept getting worse and worse. They checked me again and I was at an 8. All of the sudden I really felt like I had to push. I was in so much pain I was screaming bloody murder and my breathing was out of control. Everyone was yelling at me to calm down and control my breathing otherwise I would hyperventilate. Rusty was really frustrating me and I feel bad but I kept yelling at him and telling him to shutup because he kept telling me what to do. I ended up pushing him away and my sister Stephanie came and held my hand. I cannot even tell you how much pain I was in. It was so so awful. I was begging them to give me something and of course at this point they wouldn't. I just starting pushing and I think it was about 20 minutes or more until he finally came out at 6:10 pm. I was in shock and in so much pain that I couldn't really enjoy the moment he arrived. I just sobbed cuz I was in so much pain. I am sure my sisters are traumatized by all my screaming. I know I am.
I am so glad he is finally here. He is so sweet and precious. After that labor experience though, I am really reconsidering wanting more kids. I do not want another failed epidural.