On August 18, two years ago, I went in to my OB/Gyn for an appointment at 9:30 AM. My due date was 8/12/11, so they wanted to do a check up to see how things were coming along (or not, I guess). The appointment was quick, because we saw on an ultrasound that my amniotic fluid level was low. My doctor asked if we were ready to be induced. We said okay (with some excitement and hesitation), and were off to the Labor and Delivery floor!
As we were entering our labor and delivery room, Mike and I noticed a picture of a bunny outside the door. We didn't know the sex of our baby, but one of the girl middle names we had been talking about was Bunny, in honor of Mike's grandma. We took note and thought that maybe it was a sign we would be having a girl. :)
We got checked in to a room by the most awful nurse EVER who not only was coughing and blowing her nose and then not washing her hands, but who told me that she doesn't normally get to work with patients . . . she's normally at the nurses station doing paperwork. How very comforting (NOT!). Mike and I exchanged panicked looks with each other. She then attempted to put in my IV, but missed the vein multiple times. OUCH! In hindsight, I should have asked for a different nurse, but we rolled with it and counted the minutes until her shift was over. Side note: Every other nurse we dealt with was beyond amazing.
I got my first dose of Misoprostol/Cytotec to start the induction. By 11:30 AM, I was having very minor and erratic contractions. After my second dose at 3:35 PM, I almost immediately had a super painful contraction. Then there was lots and lots of waiting. My mom and sister came to hang out and, at some point, Mike and I watched the movie 27 Dresses. One of the main characters is named Tess . . . another sign? We knew if we had a girl, we were going to name her Tessa after my great grandma.
Around 9:00 PM, I decided to take a shower. Mike's notes about this day (I have such a bad memory that I asked him to write down everything that happened) say, "Love, love, love." I don't remember much from my labor, but I must have LOVED this shower. :)
At 10:30 PM they started me on Pitocin and apparently (again, according to Mike's notes) I "got a donut." I think it was one of those donut pillows that are more comfortable for sitting on.
At 11:00 PM Mike wrote, "Morphine in the ass — Amazeballz" No joke.
Around 11:30 PM, we got a new nurse and then it was time to sleep.
