It all began on November 29, 2010 (my due date). I had my 40 week doctor's appointment that morning and of course the same old routine as it had been for the last few weeks: weight, blood pressure, heartbeat and cervical check. I had progressed from the last week and was now 3-4 cm dilated and 75% effaced. My doctor was out so his nurse was doing my appointment and went ahead and stripped my membranes. As soon as I stood up I had a contraction. Before I had never really noticed the Braxton Hicks contractions, so since I noticed this one I knew it was different. I looked at Robb and said "It wouldn't suprise me if we are making this trip twice today." Robb and I finished up anything we had to do while we were in town and then stopped by the vet on the way home. Through all of this I was having contractions every so often but still nothing to be alarmed about. After we got home I changed my clothes and went to the gym to walk for awhile. This was nothing out of my normal because I walked everyday. I started walking and the contractions were coming closer together. I walked for 30 minutes and wrote each one down so I could keep track of how far apart they were. After walking I sat on a exercise ball for 30 minutes to see if they would go away if I stopped walking. Then I walked for another 30 sat 30 then walked 30 more. During that last 30 minutes they keep getting closer together and a little stronger. I think by the time I left the gym they were 5-6 minutes apart. I went home and sat in the recliner for awhile and during all of this they still weren't stopping they were actually getting closer, 4-5 minutes apart. So I called my mom and asked her what I should do since she works at an OB/GYN office. She asked on of the nurses what she thought I should do and she said that I should probably head back into town since I live over an hour away from the hospital. This was at about 5 o'clock or so. Well I went ahead and waited for Robb to get done with chores and then fixed him dinner since I wasn't hungry. He ate and I just sat in the recliner and kept track of my contractions. After he was done eating I told him that I was going to go ahead and take a shower because we might want to head into town shortly. While in the shower he would time my contractions and once I got out he headed for the shower as well. While he was in the shower I called labor and delivery to ask them what I should do. They first asked if I had eaten anything and I said "no" then to my suprise the nurse told me to eat something and chill out at home and if they get worse to head in. I was pretty shocked! Once Robb got out of the shower I told him what all the nurse had told me so we headed back to the living room to watch tv and "chill out." This was at about 6:30 p.m. As I was chilling out the contractions were still 4-5 minutes apart and getting stonger. The next thing I knew a contraction started and then "pop" my water broke. I jumped up and said "my water just broke!" as it gushed everywhere. Robb shot up out of his recliner and kenneled the boys (our dogs) and started grabbing bags to head to the hospital. I changed my clothes (since those were soaked) and had Robb grab another towel and the plastic drop cloth off of our bed (we did that as a precaution so we wouldn't ruin our new mattress) so that I wouldn'g get any fluid on the seats in the Nitro. This was at 7:25 p.m. I then called my mom and asked her where she was, of course she had just gotten home, and told her that she might want to head back in town sometime tonight because my water just broke. She said ok and grabbed some clothes and picked up Kenzie (my little sister) to head to town. As we were pulling out of the driveway Robb's mom was pulling in, Robb rolled down the window and said "water broke" and took off again. His mom then called me and I told her that I would called them once we got settled in at the hospital. As Robb was driving like a crazy person, I kept telling him "slow down, it isn't going to do any of us any good if we never make it there!" This is after almost hitting a deer and another animal along the way. Needless to say I think we made it to the hospital in record time as we live over an hour away from the hospital and we were sitting in L&D at 8:30 p.m. getting checked in. Once there they had me get changed and put me in a triage room to do all the normal getting hooked up to the machines and cervical check. They did that stupid test to check to see if it was amniotic fluid or pee and it kept coming back negative. They did it like 5 times and the nurse kept saying "this is crazy! There is tons of fluid everywhere." Finally she asked for the clothes I wore in and tested them and got a positive test. They get me all hooked up and take me to my delivery room and the wait begins.
My mom, Kenzie and Robb's parents are all there by shortly after I get into my delivery room and we all talk for awhile as the nurse is in an out keeping an eye on me. At one point my mom asks me about my contractions and I tell her that I haven't been having any. The nurse replies "oh yes you have they are 3-4 minutes apart." They just weren't intese enough so they decided to start me on pitocin. My doctor wasn't on call and Robb and I weren't fans of the one who was so we were hoping that Whitley would wait til at least 7:30 a.m. when my doctor would be back in. After being on the pitocin awhile I start to feel the contractions and were able to breathe through them. They bumped my pitocin again and they all of a sudden got strong and wouldn't stop. We told the nurse and she had the doctor come in and check and he told me that both sides of my uterus were contracting at different times. This was not giving me or Whitley a rest nad was restricting her blood supply. So they took me off of the pitocin and didn't start it again til my doctor was in. Before they started my pitocin I went ahead and opted for the epidural and was very hesitant about it. I hate needles! I was finally able to get some rest. My epidural was patchey and made my whole right side dead! I couldn't feel or move my right leg and that was very uncomfortable. My night nurse went off duty after they restarted my pitocin and my new nurse came in...it was the ding bat nurse who had told me to chill out for awhile! We weren't super thrilled with this. As the morning went on I was making some progress and they continued to check me. My doctor told my nurse that once I got to 10 cm to let me labor down for an hour before pushing. They checked me at 11 a.m. 5 cm. Checked me about 11:30 7 cm. Then at noon 10 cm! Time to labor down for an hour. It's time to push! I push for an hour and I am exhausted. Robb had been giving me ice chips through all of it because I was thirsty. That wasn't a good idea...I started throwing up. The nurse had me take a 10 minute break and then had me start pushing again. Not making much progress...the nurse keeps going out of the room and having someone else come in and talking to her about things and keeps telling me that they may have to use forceps or the vacuum to help her come out. Then finally she had me start pushing a different way shortly before my doctor gets there. He comes in and checks on me and says "ok I need you to not push for a few minutes because you are to the point where I should already be ready." He gets ready and then has me push. He keeps telling me to push harder and to get angry. That helped, with 3 contractions Whitley was here! We had kept her name a secret so once they had her cleaned up and ready to see people. We let the family that was in the hall in to announce her name. My mom and dad, Kenzie, Courtney (my older sister) and Robb's parents were there. After they handed her to me we finally annouced that here name was Whitley Kade. She was the most beautiful thing I had ever seen.
Whitley Kade Pitts born November 30, 2010 3:46 p.m. 6 lbs. 9 oz. 21" long.
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