Ryan can't quite say her name so he calls her Baby Cake and I kind of love it! :) Here's her story.
At my weekly appointment the Wednesday before Kate was born, my doctor recommended that I consider being induced. She said that the baby was measuring big and that the longer we waited, the more at risk I would be of having a uterine rupture since I was hoping to have another VBAC. She told me that 39 weeks would be the very earliest they would induce me, so if we chose to go that route then I could call and schedule to have the baby on Friday. The thought of having a uterine rupture terrified me, so Russell and I decided to schedule the induction.
It turned out that they didn't have any openings to be induced until Sunday, so I took what I could get and scheduled an 8:00 AM appointment with Ogden Regional. I made arrangements for Kirsli and Ryan to stay with our sister-in-law, Leslie, and my mom told me she would be there for whatever I wanted or needed her for. I've said it before, but my mom is the best!
Anyway, the timing of everything made it so we could go to Bryce and Katie's wedding in Bountiful on Saturday, so that was cool. My mom came up to our house Saturday afternoon just in case stuff started happening sooner. I think she was as anxious as me to get this baby here!
Blaine was performing the wedding ceremony for Bryce and Katie, so the Bassetts were at the wedding. After the ceremony Krys and I were hanging out in the nursery with all the kids until the reception started and the boys went shopping for supplies to decorate the newly-wed's car. I got a call from the hospital, and I answered because I thought they must be calling to give me instructions for the next morning.
Boy was I wrong!
The nurse told me that they had to cancel my induction because there were no rooms available. She said that they had cancelled the last 4 days of inductions because there were just so many babies being born. I argued (and cried) on the phone for a good 15 minutes, but it didn't do any good. She told me that there was no way they were going to do anything with me until my due date...which was July 7th, but that if anything changed they would let me know. I was SO upset. Not only was I nervous about a having a uterine rupture and dying or losing my baby...or ending up in another c-section, but Jacer was scheduled to have his major chest surgery on Wendesday, and I knew he would need my mom more than me. I am selfish, I guess...I wanted my mom to be there for me too! I cried and cried and stayed in the nursery for the entire reception. I pretty much wasn't in the mood to celebrate at all.
So instead of leaving Kirsli and Ryan in Bountiful, we loaded them up in the van and took them home. The Bassetts and my mom all stayed at my house, which cheered me up a little...but I was so sad that I wasn't going to be having my baby on Sunday! We made a late night Ross run, where I looked at maternity clothes because I was convinced that I was going to be pregnant forever. Haha!
The next morning I was just being lazy because I was so bummed out. We were all hanging out at my house, and had decided that we weren't going to go to church since we had a house full of people. I was feeling guilty for sluffing church, and about 20 minutes before church was supposed to start my mom said, "Do you believe that you will be blessed if you go to church?" I wasn't sure, but I thought it was worth a shot! :) I quickly got dressed and my mom and I headed off to sacrament meeting.
Later that day everyone was starting to think about going home, and then around 3:45 my phone rang. It was the hospital! I answered it, and they told me that if I could be there by 5:30 then they would be able to induce me! I told them I would be there, and I started pacing back and forth and walking aimlessly around my house.... Russell gave me a blessing, I made sure I had everything we needed, and then we just waited until it was time to leave.
We got to the hospital early because we were super anxious and I couldn't just sit at home and wait any longer. We filled out all the paperwork and answered all the questions. We waited some more, and while we were waiting I decided to text Krys and see if being there was something she might be interested in. I wasn't sure if that would be too weird for her or not... Then it was finally time! We got settled into my room and I got hooked up to all the monitors, but they couldn't start things until they had at least 30 minutes of the baby's heart rate. I was only at a 3, so we all figured we would just settle in and wait some more. Russell sat down on the couch and started watching a movie on my mom's ipad, and I started to have some contractions show up on the screen, so that was cool. What wasn't cool was the constant and intense lower back pains!
Around 7:45 they gave me some medicine to get things going. My nurse recommended that I wait as long as I could before getting an epidural since I was wanting another VBAC and sometimes epidurals slow down the progress. I figured I still had a while to go, so that was fine. My pains were getting worse, but I was still handling them...
Roxy, the nurse, told me that I would have to wait a few minutes for an epidural because the anesthesiologist had just gone in to a c-section. She told me that if I wanted something then she could give me a little something to take the edge off. I said that was fine...I figured I could wait a few more minutes until the guy was done taking care of the c-section momma. Roxy left, and all of a sudden I needed to use the bathroom. AWKWARD. Russell and my mom helped me get all the cords that I was hooked to unplugged, but when we got in there I couldn't go. Even more awkward! So I tried and tried and it just wasn't happening. But then I couldn't move. Literally. I was stuck on the pot! Krystle called for Roxy to come back. Roxy came quickly, and told me that no matter what I did I could not push or else I might end up having a toilet baby. UHH...REALLY?! We were able to get me back into bed, Roxy called for a triage team.
She told me there was a change of plans. There was no time for an epidural, and I was going to have this baby.
No time for an epidural? NO!
But that was that. I made my peace with it and just wanted to hold my baby. Roxy said that they could still give me a shot that might help a little if they did it right then, but they could only give it to me if I could hold COMPLETELY still. I told her that I could. Fingers crossed! I turned on my side and they gave me the shot...right as I had a huge contraction. I was so focused on holding completely still that I didn't even know that I was digging my fingernails into Russell's arm. Sorry about that, Russ!
When they finished with that, I sat up to see that my bed was slightly turned from where it had been and my entire room was FULL of people. And tables of equipment. And Dr. Houpe was suddenly there. It was time! My mom was stuck across the room and couldn't even get through everything and everyone to be by my side.
I pushed about 5 or 6 times, and our little sweetheart was here! The cord was wrapped around her neck a couple times, and her little body was completely tangled in it...but the doctor handled it amazingly! She cut it several times, and then little Kate was okay. :) She was born at 9:44, just barely over 2 hours after they started me. It was an intense 2 hours!
Krys took it upon herself to take all sorts of pictures, which I am so grateful for! I'll share a few of them...
As always, my mom and I did a photoshoot once the baby was home. We are getting to be a little bit better with each baby I have....
We love her. She is such a good baby! We tried to get some pictures of Kirsli and Ryan, but they were not very cooperative...
Kirsli and Ryan adore her. Possibly a little too much? Ryan makes sure that he always has a binky handy in case she needs it, and Kirsli never wants to put her down. I love them all so much! :)
