Well here it goes :) Wednesday morning I started feeling pains in my back where I have cramps when I'm on my period. I kept thinking "maybe these are what real contractions feel like" but they weren't that hard so I passed them off as just pregnancy aches and pains. We went to our doctor's appointment that afternoon. He checked me and I was barely dilated to a 1 and "just starting" to efface. He predicted I would probably not deliver until my due date (May 19th) or even a couple of days after. I told him about the pains in my back and by the way I described them he also passed them off as just aches and pains.
When we got home the pains started to increase in intensity and frequency. They would start in my back and spread to my front. At 3:00pm I decided that they were regular enough and hurt enough that maybe I should time them. Sure enough, they were every 10 minutes apart. (I count 3:00 as the start of my labor) they continued that way until 7:00pm. Then they started to pick up in speed and intensity. By 9:00 they were every 5-7 minutes and lasting about a minute each. At 10:00 they were about 4 minutes apart. We were getting ready to go to the hospital and all of the sudden they slowed back down to 8 minutes apart, but they were still really consistent. We decided to not go to the hospital unless they picked back up again. I couldn't sleep they were so intense. So I stayed up and paced around and breathed through each contraction. At 3:00am they were back to 5 minutes apart so we went to the hospital. When they checked me I was still 1 cm dilated, and I was 70% effaced. They monitored me for an hour and I had no change so they sent me home. I've decided, fewer things are more disappointing than being sent home from the hospital when you think you are going to have your baby.
I still couldn't sleep because of the contractions, but I rested as much as I could. All morning the contractions stayed 5 to 8 minutes apart, but then they'd randomly slow down to 10-15 minutes apart for a few contractions, then they'd pick back up again. It was frustrating. My sister, Melissa, got here at about 1:00pm yesterday. (I'm really happy now that they sent me home the first night so that she was able to make it for the actual delivery. I don't know what we would have done without her.) Once she got here we decided to have me do some exercise to see if we could make the contractions increase. I ran up and down stairs, worked out on Wii Fit :), and even...
Yes, I swung on a swing set. With all of this the contractions would pick up while I was doing it, but as soon as I stopped they would start slowing down again. At 10:00pm we decided to all go to bed since it looked like nothing was going to happen too soon. But as soon as I laid down the contractions got SUPER intense. Once again, there was no way I was going to be able to sleep. I got up and got in a warm bath and right away things started to pick up. For 2 hours they were really hard and 3-4 and a half minutes apart and lasting about a minute and a half to 2 minutes each. I really didn't want to go to the hospital only to be sent home again, but finally at 12:30am I woke Robert up and he woke up Melissa and we all went to the hospital. They checked me and I was a little more than 1cm dilated and still 70% effaced. My thought was, GREAT, we're going to be sent home again. They monitored me for an hour, checked me again and I was barely 2cm and 80% effaced. Normally if you don't dilate a whole centimeter in an hour they send you home, but since I had dilated and effaced they decided to monitor me for a half hour more. They checked me again and I was almost 3cm, so they admitted me. FINALLY!
For the next few hours the contractions continued to get more and more intense. I WAS EXHAUSTED! It had been since Tuesday night that I had really gotten any sleep. I wanted to do the birth unmedicated, but it got to the point that even with Melissa's and Robert's support, which was AMAZING, I was so tired I couldn't focus enough on anything that would keep me relaxed. I also knew that unless I got some sleep I would never be able to get through the last and most painful part of the labor with enough strength to push. So, at 4:00am I asked for an epidural. I was TERRIFIED of the thought of having a huge needle so close to my spine, but Melissa held my hand and talked me through the whole thing. After I got it, I would laugh every time I would have a contraction at how weird it was that I could feel the tightness of it, but no more pain. I am now a fan of epidurals :)
We all slept for about 2 and a half hours. They checked me at 6:30am and I was 4cm dilated and 90% effaced. An hour later, 7:30am, I started to think that maybe my epidural was wearing off because I started to feel a lot of pain, but the nurse checked me and I was 9cm dilated and 100% effaced!!! It happened so fast! An hour later, 8:30am, she checked me again and I was complete. She talked me through some pushes and once I was to the point that the doctor should be there she went to get him, but he was in the room next to me delivering another baby, so I was told to wait as long as I could. An hour or so later he got there and I pushed through a few more contractions and at 10:32am our little Lydia Ann Richardson was born :)
She is a miracle. She is beautiful. We love her, and we are happy. I'll post again soon on our thoughts of the birth since the birth.
And now some pictures of the whole event for your viewing enjoyment :)









