So, here is how the whole thing went down...
Early in the week (Monday) Will and I found ourselves at the hospital as I was having severe pains in my sides and back and had started to have some bleeding. At my appointment a few days earlier I was 3cm dilated, so we thought, maybe this was it.... WRONG! They checked me out and send me home. It was this week that I had started to go into "get this baby out of me" mode and was doing everything that I could to jump start labor. I went "running," walked as much as I possibly could, ate spicy food, etc... Grant it his due date was not until Friday, but I was just so ready to meet the little guy.
On Wednesday, March 3 I started to have minor contractions here and there, but nothing consistent. Later in the afternoon I was in a pretty large meeting at work and I started to have contractions about a half hour apart pretty consistently. I called Will and told him, but said there was no need to rush home. Still having contractions pretty far apart we went out to dinner with some friends (I had very spicy food!) and hung out with them at our place for awhile. Throughout the evening, I would have contractions and I would let know and he would write them down so we could keep track. At around midnight our friends left and we tried to get some sleep, thinking that this could be the last night we would be getting any good sleep for awhile! Well, sleep was a no go! Every 10-15 minutes I would have a contraction, which would make it hard for anyone to sleep. After breathing through a couple more hours of contractions at home, we decided to head to the hospital even though I my contractions were anywhere from 5 to 10 minutes apart.
When we got to the hospital it was about 3am. I got admitted and they checked me out and to all of our surprise I was 7cm dialated. The doctor was really surprised and shocked that I had walked in on my own, was not in a ton of pain and was able to chat with her at 7cm. They moved pretty quickly into getting me into a room and I made sure to tell them my mom and grandma had quick deliveries, so at least they had a heads up. A couple of the nurses chuckled and said since it was my first baby, I would probably be here for awhile! She was wrong! It was not more than an hour and half from when we got there that my water broke. I was starting to feel a lot of pressure and I looked to Will and said I had to use the bathroom (felt like I had to poop) and turns out my water was about to break. Weird feeling. At that point I was starting to feel a lot of pressure and I wanted drugs to take the pain away, but I was too far into labor at that point and they told me no. I thought seriously, NO? I can't do this. It hurt so much, but had to keep going.
The nurses told me to not push, but my contractions were coming so quick I couldn't help but push. The doctor that was on-call rushed in and said it was go time and to just listen to my body. At some point during all of this, I realized we had left the camera in the car since we thought it was going to be awhile. I told Will to go and get it. He laughed and said he was not leaving me. I told him that we needed it, so he ran and got it. I am pretty sure he was gone for less than 5 minutes as he was running the whole way there. Very glad he got the camera to capture those very first few moments. As soon as he got back was when things started to get pretty scary. Since my contractions were coming so fast, the baby couldn't keep up with me and his heart rate was dropping. They had me move to my sides and then to my knees to try to help him out. Didn't work, so they gave me medicine to slow my contractions down. It was from this point on that they had me push to get baby Owen out. Will was so great through it all and I had two rockstar nurses that were really supportive too. I remember several times saying I couldn't do it, but they just kept on encouraging me. At one point I looked up and it felt like there were 10 more people in the room. With Owen coming so quickly, many people were rushing around to make sure they were ready for when he came... no one thought it would happen this quick!
At 6:19am Owen David Dewese was born! I wasn't able to see him right away as the cord was wrapped around his neck during the delivery, so they had to do a bunch of tests to make sure he was okay. He wasn't crying at first (which scared me a lot), but eventually he showed us what his lungs were capable and that was the best sound I could have ever heard. When I finally got to hold him, it was the best feeling in the world.
So, that is it in a nutshell. I tried to spare you all of the gorey and gross details! :)
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