Sorry for the delay, but we've been busy!
Samuel Edward James Kilistoff was born Friday morning at 9:09 am, weighing 6lbs, 10oz, and 20 1/4 inches long. We are so excited to been trusted with this healthy, happy little guy. He has a full head of blond/coppery hair, a crease in his chin, and a dimple in each cheek. He is squeaky and grunty and we think he's great.
His arrival was kind of interesting, and very different from my last birth experience. I was booked for an induction Thursday morning, but the nurse called that morning and said that they were bumping me due to the fact that there were 6 other priority cases that needed dealt with that morning. We were pretty let down, but we decided that we needed to be positive about the whole thing. That afternoon we were called by the nurses and they said to come in right then because things were pretty calm. We got there at 4:15 and were admitted right away. The nurse that was assigned to me told we that it was going to take a while for things to get underway because there were 7 women who had simultaneously decided to give birth and all of the residents were busy.
At 7pm, they started my induction and stuff started to happen right away, it was really uncomfortable, especially because Mark decided that this was a good time to come down with stomach flu. At 10:30 they moved me into labour and delivery, even though I wasn't that far dilated, because they wanted to start running the antibiotics (Strep B positive). They stopped my induction because it was going too fast for me to get the full dose of antibiotics. At 3:30am they broke my water and started a different induction drug at 4am. This drug didn't go so well. Every time I had a contraction, the baby's heart rate did funny things, so they stopped it. Then on my own I dilated a little more. They decided a 5:30 to start the drug again. After only 2 contractions, we stopped it again, because the same thing happened again.
At this point they were pretty discouraged. At 6:30 am they checked me again, and again I had dilated another cm on my own, but my contractions were not consistent. I filled out pre-op papers and got myself mentally ready to have a c-section. I had one last frantic prayer that I wouldn't have to undergo a c-section if it were at all possible and felt that, regardless of what happened, that everything would be fine. Mark was the worst shade of gray and couldn't even stand upright.
After a nurse shift change, I was still waiting to know what was going to happen. At 8:30am the new nurse came in and she said she was going to check me, and confirm the course of action for delivery. In less than 2 hours I had dilated to 9 cm and was almost ready to go. No c-section!
My doctor didn't believe the nurse and checked me himself. Again, 9-9 1/2 cm was the prognosis. Dr. Schubert had another patient to check at a different hospital, and decided to go do that while I finished dilating and the room was set up for delivery. The nurse called him back 10 minutes later, because I needed to push. I breathed and waited for him to return as the nurse rushed around and got everything ready. Dr. Schubert rushed in at 9 am and after a very short time, Sam arrived and life changed forever.
We love our new little boy and are very happy that everything is fine. Mark and I can't believe that after so many years of waiting, we actually get to raise a little one here on earth.
Thanks for all of the prayers and well wishes over the last 9 months. They are always appreciated.
Wednesday, May 12, 2010
Tuesday, May 4, 2010
Update
So, much has happened since my last post.
To fill in any gaps, this is what my weekend entailed:
1)Friday-after a trip to Costco in the morning, I started having contractions that went from 15 minutes apart to 3 minutes apart. We went to the hospital later that night to see what (if anything) was going on. The nurses and doctor were great and after a lot of tests the doctor said that stuff was definitely happening but that they were really busy and she thought that I should try to get some sleep at home, but that she thought that she would see me before the morning.
2) Saturday-the contractions continue, but further apart. Walking makes everything speed up, but when I relaxed they would slow. We decide not to go back until something definite happens. We have a rough night, but take it in stride.
3) Sunday- Mark and I are so tired from the night before that we decide to stay home and try to sleep. I am still contracting. We go to Mark's parent's place for supper, and after a walk, the contractions speed way up again and become really uncomfortable. Mark and I go home and try to relax, but the contractions rage on, so at 9:30pm we decide to go back into the hospital. My own doctor was on call, so that was nice. He was very busy, and told us that if we delivered that night and the baby needed the NICU, that we would have to go to Calgary because the NICU here was closed. We were examined and tested again and he confirmed that things were progressing, but he was scared to do much of an examination because he really didn't want my water to break. He was hoping that things would slow back down because of how busy everything was. After several hours (we left at 1:30am), they decided to send us home with orders to take it easy with the hope that things would slow back down. He also threatened to move our induction if the NICU situation didn't resolve itself.
4)Monday-Tired, but feeling pretty good, I did a client's colour, and then got my own hair done. Mark's sister and her husband came over and we played games and then they stayed for supper and the hockey game.
5)Tuesday (today)- we had an early morning doctor's appointment. He was really happy that we have been able to make it this far along in the pregnancy (past-term), and he said that we were a go for Thursday. Relief all around! Still contracting, but with the end in sight, I am a much happier person. Sprout should arrive swiftly on Thursday as long as we don't get bumped.
ps-In regards to the NICU situation, we found out that the NICU was "closed" because they had so many really sick babies in there that they had no room for another baby. Hence, they were shipping the pre-term women to Calgary. Scary.
To fill in any gaps, this is what my weekend entailed:
1)Friday-after a trip to Costco in the morning, I started having contractions that went from 15 minutes apart to 3 minutes apart. We went to the hospital later that night to see what (if anything) was going on. The nurses and doctor were great and after a lot of tests the doctor said that stuff was definitely happening but that they were really busy and she thought that I should try to get some sleep at home, but that she thought that she would see me before the morning.
2) Saturday-the contractions continue, but further apart. Walking makes everything speed up, but when I relaxed they would slow. We decide not to go back until something definite happens. We have a rough night, but take it in stride.
3) Sunday- Mark and I are so tired from the night before that we decide to stay home and try to sleep. I am still contracting. We go to Mark's parent's place for supper, and after a walk, the contractions speed way up again and become really uncomfortable. Mark and I go home and try to relax, but the contractions rage on, so at 9:30pm we decide to go back into the hospital. My own doctor was on call, so that was nice. He was very busy, and told us that if we delivered that night and the baby needed the NICU, that we would have to go to Calgary because the NICU here was closed. We were examined and tested again and he confirmed that things were progressing, but he was scared to do much of an examination because he really didn't want my water to break. He was hoping that things would slow back down because of how busy everything was. After several hours (we left at 1:30am), they decided to send us home with orders to take it easy with the hope that things would slow back down. He also threatened to move our induction if the NICU situation didn't resolve itself.
4)Monday-Tired, but feeling pretty good, I did a client's colour, and then got my own hair done. Mark's sister and her husband came over and we played games and then they stayed for supper and the hockey game.
5)Tuesday (today)- we had an early morning doctor's appointment. He was really happy that we have been able to make it this far along in the pregnancy (past-term), and he said that we were a go for Thursday. Relief all around! Still contracting, but with the end in sight, I am a much happier person. Sprout should arrive swiftly on Thursday as long as we don't get bumped.
ps-In regards to the NICU situation, we found out that the NICU was "closed" because they had so many really sick babies in there that they had no room for another baby. Hence, they were shipping the pre-term women to Calgary. Scary.
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