The Grueling Process
Monday, February 11
We head into what becomes our last prenatal visit. After checking my blood pressure for the millionth time, I get sent back up to Labor & Delivery. This time, I am not leaving empty handed. I get admitted.
They check my cervix. Only 1 cm dilated. The doctor determines that I will need cervidil to ripen my cervix.
I eat my last meal. Fried chicken, turnip greens and macaroni & cheese.
Cervidil starts. Throughout the night I am given fentanyl to help with the pain. The fentanyl works for about 45 minutes each time. And I have to wait two hours before they can give me any more. It hurt. A lot.
Tuesday, February 12
After 10 hours of cervidil, they check my cervix again. Still 1 cm. Ugh. Dr. Virture decides to start me on pitocin. Little do I know that the pain I felt the night before would be nothing compared to what was to come.
Contractions have been in full gear for a few hours. So far, not so bad. Pappaw gets to the hospital. They check my cervix again. Only 2 cm dilated.
1:15 p.m. Pappaw leaves to head to the airport to pick up my mom (Grams).
My water breaks on its own.
Contractions go from not so bad to "the worst pain I have ever felt." I am only about 2.5 cm dilated. The pain has gotten so bad that I soon get an epidural.
36 Hours after the start of the cervidil...
Wednesday, February 13
I am barely 5 cm dilated. Dr. Virture comes in to the room and gives us two options. #1 Keep on doing what we've been doing for HOURS or #2 give in and go with a c section.
I am exhausted and in pain. We opt for the c section. Within minutes I am wheeled into the OR.
Juliette Margot Jones enters the world!
We have been so blessed to have such a beautiful little girl! Each day she changes and grows. The loss of sleep fades away as soon as you look at her! She was worth the pain!