Yesterday was supposed to be the big day. Brittany and John reported to the hospital at 6:30 a.m., and at 8:30 she was put on pitocin to start her labor.
John entertained us with his baby dance.
He also kept Brittany in ice chips, with a new flavor each time.
Marti, John's mother, and I took a lunch break and came back with gifts. I got a pink balloon, and Marti a blue one. We thought we'd cover our bases, since we don't know the sex of the child yet.
Things really didn't progress much, so at 3:30 Dr. Rees broke her water. After that, things started to pick up a little.
After 12 hours in the hospital, the nurses and doctor went home and fresh ones came in. We were hopeful that the baby would come on Dr. Woolsey's shift.
Brittany was determined to feel some pain before she called in the anesthesiologist. By 8 p.m. she was more than ready for her epidural, which brought some sweet relief.
We tried to get some sleep between 10 and 2, but it wasn't really quality sleep.
At 2:30 a.m., Brittany was ready to start pushing. This turned out to be a longer ordeal than we expected. After several hours, she was given the choice of a forceps delivery or Cesarean. She chose the former, and was able to deliver the baby without further difficulties.
At 5:25 a.m., Baby Nuttall entered the world, just barely in time before the second shift change. The baby came out caterwalling lustily, sweet music to our ears! Stay tuned to find out what the baby is!
Congratulations to all - she looks good and healthy
ReplyDeleteWhat a suspenseful tale! Glad to hear that all is well. You look so skinny:)
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