I woke up Monday morning and started to get ready for work. I thought maybe my water broke so I called the hospital and they said it probably did but I was having no contractions. So I got in the shower. By the time I got to drying my hair they had started. At that point my mom is calling Josh telling him, if her water has broke yall dont have time to get ready, get her to the hospital. So Josh tells me we need to go. I had about 3 contractions on the way there and Josh told me they were 8 mins apart (what an amazing husband, I forgot that I was supposed to be watching that but he just knew what he was doing) I was so hungry and told him I really wanted Cracker Barrel. He told me if you have this baby I will get you Cracker Barrel. We get to the hospital and here comes another contractions so someone gets me a wheel chair. They are just hitting back to back at this point. The Dr comes and checks me and says I am dilated to a 3 and my water had not broke. Just a little bit later, my water broke. I started freaking out telling the nurses "I am peeing and I cant make it stop" They told me not to worry it was my water braking (still gross wither way). I had my mom on one side and Josh on the other. At one point Josh stepped away from the bed for a sec. I realized in that moment how much I needed my husband. My mom was still there holding my hand but her hand felt so small compared to his and I found comfort in his strength. Between the pain and nastiness I told Josh if they dont get me in the water I am going to back out (aka go for the epi). At that point a nurse walked in who had not been there the whole time and we never saw her again (later you will see why this is important). Josh asked her when I could get in the water and she said not until I was a 7. I told Josh after a little while that I could not make it that long and that I wanted the epi. The nurse came in and told me I could have got in at a 4. She told me I was a 7 and they would put me in the water right away but the epi Dr. was going into a c-section so I had to pick now or never. I dont know why but I said I wanted the epi. the nurse left to tell the Dr and all of a sudden I go the worse strongest contraction EVER. I had to push there was no choice. I started telling Josh... I have to push, I have to push. He sent my mom to get the nurse. The nurse walks in and says "oh honey dont push" and then another one of those contractions came. I think she knew I was not joking because she said "ok lets check you" and I was a 10. The Dr came in (not my Dr) and said lets have a baby. I pushed 4 times and she looked at me and said "ok Kallie if you dont push him out I am going to have to get him out." I was not that freaked out but I guess my mom and Josh knew something was wrong. His heart rate was dropping really low. Go to find out he had a knot in his cord.
*the way a water birth works is the baby breathes thur the cord until he hits the air. HOwever Copeland's cord had a knot in it and he would have breathed in the water. So the fact that the nurse had no idea what she was talking about and told me I could not get in until I was a 7 was a blessing bc the water birth would have been very bad. Praise the Lord for his protection over us.
Well thats the story... only 3 hours of labor from start to finish and I have the best little man ever.
Fun Facts:
-I would not let Josh or my mom let go of my hand but if they touched the bed I would freak out.
-I told Josh during labor to go get a Vasectomy
- The C-section lady had her baby natural while the epi Dr. was with me.
-Copeland's nose was flat from the way he was inside or me, but no cone head!
- Nurse told me I should get more then Cracker Barrel for this.
-How I dealt with the pain-I told my body to "RELAX"
Funny Part- I said it probably about 100,000 times. The nurses kept asking me "what did you say honey" and Josh would tell them "oh she is just telling herself to relax"
* To my Natural Friends- This really really helped. Just picture yourself telling your area... that you are going to relax. You end up relaxing!
- They tell you to breath and not hold your breath and you wont believe them but it really does make it hurt a very little bit less.
I can not tell you how amazing my husband was... so calm and always there for me. I love him even more. And he is a great daddy.
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