I never wrote out the stories for Jackson or Morgan, although I certainly remember them well, so I should probably do it at some point soon! But I thought it would be nice to have a record of Mackenzie’s birth story, and what better place than here for others who might be interested (ok, so maybe just those of you who are moms anyway!).
Both Jackson and Morgan were pretty fast labors, and with both of them once my labor started (with contractions with Jackson, and my water breaking with Morgan), it didn’t take very long before they made their appearances. I guess I just assumed this time would be similar, except maybe faster. Well, the actual delivery was super quick, but I started having contractions a full 2 days before we went to the hospital.
On Wed the 21st, I had contractions most of the afternoon - they were pretty close together, but didn’t hurt. After a few hours I ended up calling the nurse because I wasn’t really sure what was going on. She helped me realize I was dehydrated - between running around that day doing various things, and not drinking as much as normal (I know, it’s bad) because it put me in the bathroom literally every few minutes, I had let myself become completely dehydrated, which is what caused these odd contractions. I immediately downed as much water as I could, and made sure after that point to consciously drink, despite making about 10 trips/hour to the bathroom! My contractions then spaced out and almost went away.
But before going to bed on Wednesday, I did have a couple contractions that I could actually feel - but they also went away when I went to sleep. All day Thursday I had mild contractions that were 10-20 minutes apart, ranging in intensity from feeling hardly anything, to feeling some pain. But they never leveled out into anything consistant. When I went to bed they again subsided.
By Friday I was tired of constantly thinking I was going into labor, so decided to just ignore them as much as I could - no more timing, because it just made me annoyed that they would look like they were getting consistant, then space back out again. But by about 2 pm on Friday, I decided to start timing them again because they were getting stronger, and some of them I was unable to talk through. Turns out they were consistantly 10 minutes apart. This is when the midwife had told me to come to the hospital because of my previous quick deliveries, but after the previous 2 days of them tapering back off, I decided to hold out, and just time them - I didn’t want to be wrong again. For the next 6 hours, they were 10 minutes apart, some strong, some only mildly painful. I was about to call the nurse around 8, then they went back to 15 minutes apart. I was NOT a happy camper! But, for that next hour that they were 15 minutes apart, when they came I had to actually focus on breathing through them, they were strong. Then around 9 they picked back up to 10 minutes apart. At 10:30 I decided, ok, let’s call the nurse - she told me to come in, our friend Kristen came over to spend the night with the kids, and we went to the hospital. Finally!!
We got checked into our room around midnight, the midwife came in and said I was 6 cm - it was such a relief to know that I hadn’t come in for nothing. She was very relaxed and said we’ll just take our time, no rush, and said I could have an epidural right away if I wanted. I said yes - the contractions were very bearable, but I was so tired, and knew I could just rest for a while after I got the epidural. So around 1:30 I got it, and the midwife came back in around 2. She said she could either break my water, and the baby would be here in probably an hour, or she could let me get some rest. I didn’t think there was any way I would actually fall asleep, so I told her to give me 30 minutes, and if I wasn’t asleep, let’s go ahead with things. Well Gavin and I both conked out for 1.5 hours before they woke me up. It was sure nice to get at least some sleep.
The midwife broke my water at about 4:15 or so, as my contractions had spaced back out. She said again, no rush, we’ll just let your body do the rest. Gavin’s parents arrived at 5:30 am after driving through the night, so we visited with them for a little while - I was still dozing in and out, as I was so relaxed. At 6:15 the midwife came in and said I was probably ready, so we kicked out Gavin’s parents. Now up to this point I had only been feeling mild pressure with the contractions, but it didn’t stay that long. With Morgan I had felt almost excruciating pressure/pain right before she was born (despite the epidural), so that’s honestly what I was waiting for, so I didn’t think this time that I could possibly be ready. (now Morgan was also in whatever position it is that causes back labor, so that had something to do with that pain, I know. I also think that my epidural was stronger this go-around) .
The midwife told me to give a short push, and she then said ‘yup, there’s the head, let me get my stuff ready’. I couldn’t believe it, because I felt almost nothing! She got her stuff set up, and 3 easy pushes later Mackenzie was born. Piece of cake. All morning I kept saying how I couldn’t believe how easy it was! I had really been expecting the kind of pressure/pain that I had with Morgan - I had friends who had had totally painless deliveries, but I honestly was not sure it was possible. I very much admire people who do natural childbirth, but I have honestly had no desire to do so - I have often wondered how I would do, but have really enjoyed the birthing experience I have had with all 3.
So that’s our little girl’s birth story - she came into the world at 6:30 am on Jan 24th. My immediate recovery went really well - the only thing that made it difficult was losing almost an entire night’s sleep. Aside from that, I could not have asked for anything better! We ended up leaving the hospital on Sunday afternoon - it was only the day after she was born, but after being up all night on Friday night (at the hospital), and her being born so early in the morning, by the time Sunday came we felt as if we had been there a long time, and had no desire to stay another night. Our insurance company sent a nurse out on Monday to check on Mackenzie and me since we did leave a day early, which I thought was a nice thing to have.
Our kids must like weekends though - Morgan was born on a Friday night, Mackenzie on a Saturday morning, and Jackson on a Saturday afternoon! :)Â Jackson was 12 days early, Morgan was 11 days early, and Mackenzie was 9 days early (but still our smallest baby).