Sunday, December 2, 2012

1 Year!

Clay turned one year last Friday!  We had a small party for him with family on Saturday the 24th. 

-23 lbs., 30 inches
-Says hi, dadda, mama, this(dis), that(dat), more(meh), Reese(Rsh), and lights
-Gives kisses with a pucker now and blows kisses with his hands
-Sleeping 12 hours a night, FINALLY! :)

Clay is such a little joy!  We love how snuggly, social, playful, happy and goofy he is.  Hardest year of my life, but it was so worth it and we are having fun.  

I never shared my birth story for Clay, so since it's his first birthday I'm going to share it here so I don't forget the details (at least the ones I can forget).  It's not an experience that I look back on with a whole lot of fondness, but I am extremely grateful that I was able to VBAC. 

Labor began at midnight, November 21 and was pretty intense from the get go.  I was able to rest a bit for a few hours until I couldn't lay in bed anymore through the contractions.  I called my doula around 3:30/4 am since it seemed things were progressing quickly and she arrives shortly after.  I tried to go back to bed for another 2 hours but the contractions were so intense that I was up by 6am for the long haul.  Contractions were still inconsistent at this point, ranging from 10-30 minutes apart, but when they came they were long.  A lot of my contractions would last 8-10 minutes at a time.  

The contractions were inconsistent all day so my doula encouraged me to go for a walk around 2/3pm to get things rolling.  We then decided to hit the mall to do some shopping to distract me from everything around 4.  While there, my contractions became 5 minutes apart, so we decided to head back home to pack things up.  We headed out around 5:30/6pm and on our way to the hospital my contractions were about 3-5 minutes apart.  I checked into triage, was told I was only 4 cm dilated, but was being admitted since I was a week overdue and this was obviously labor.  

We got our stuff in the birthing room, attached the monitor to my belly and got to work.  At this point I was in a lot of pain and was working hard for a few hours.  It was probably now around 8-9pm.  The midwives allowed me to get into the tub for about 15 minutes to ease some pain, but I wasn't allowed to spend too much time in there since I was VBACing.  I was shaking in the tub and knew I was in transition.  After getting out, I was checked and at this point was told I was dilated to 7cm and apprently had been stuck there for awhile.  We were nearing midnight and I thought for sure I was going to have him by then but they kept telling me that I wasn't dilating further than 7cm.  After shaking for hours, it felt like it was never going to end.  The midwife then discovered that my bag of waters was bulging and wasn't breaking on it's own, so she did it for me.  I thought this would progress things, but it didn't.  After a while, I was checked again when she discovered I had a cervical lip that wasn't allowing his head to pass into the birth canal and that I was indeed dilated to 10 cm!  In order to progress, my midwife had to manually hold my cervix open while I pushed (without the urge).  Once his head passed the cervix it wasn't too much longer before I felt the urge to bear down.  At this point I was in so much pain, I literally thought I was going to die.  I was on my back and wanted to switch to an upright position, but I was so paralyzed by the pain that I couldn't move.  By the time I was pushing him out, I was so wiped out that I kept stopping.  After some encouragement and 26 hours later,  he was born at 2:08am on November 22, and almost 9 pounds.  

I held him while the midwives stitched me up.  I had a 2nd degree tear, so they had to stitch the muscle then the tissue, and it took about 20 minutes.  I got two shots of novacain, which didn't work, so I felt every stitch.  That was a LONG 20 minutes.  Delivering Clay was by far the toughest and most painful thing I've ever experienced but I am extremely grateful that the Lord still granted us our wishes for a VBAC.