Your Birth Story
Well, the doctor finally said we should help motivate you. At 41 weeks, an
induction was scheduled. We had an appointment on Thursday afternoon, Dr. Fagan
said that I was 1.5 centimeters dilated and we could schedule the induction.
She called the hospital and scheduled us for 6 am the following Friday morning,
Friday the 13th. We left the dr’s office and went home to spend our
last night together as a family of two. We packed our bags, went out for
Chinese, took a family photo, and went to bed early. I (Mommy) was up by 4:30
the next morning to get ready to meet you. I had to get ready! We made it to
the hospital, got checked in, IV started, and then we got bad news. Dr.
Brandenstein said that I was not dilated enough for her to break my water. I
was so mad, sad, frustrated, and over it! Without another option, we headed
back home, very upset. Grandpa and Grandma Hege were already here and expecting
to meet you. Mommy and Daddy decided to go for a walk to help with the
frustration and passing of the time until the doctors office opened. Once I got
a hold of Dr. Fagan, I told her how upset and frustrated I was. After speaking
with her, we headed back to the hospital around 11:30 for her to do the
induction herself. Got settled back in to the same room and began to walk the
halls waiting for Dr. Fagan. She arrived around 1:00 pm to break my water. At
this point, I was already between 3-4 centimeters dilated and having
contractions on my own. Once my water was broken, I was stuck in the bed for
the duration of the labor. About 15 minutes after Dr. Fagan broke my water, the
nurse started pitocin. The pitocin really intensified the contractions right
away. About an hour and a half after the pitocin had started, the contractions
were really painful and I was ready to be checked again. I made a deal with
myself that if I had progressed then I would go ahead and get the epidural.
Good news, I had made it to 4-5 and said, let’s have those drugs! The
anesthesiologist took no time getting in our room and setting up the epidural.
Daddy had a tough time during the epidural – I thought he was going to faint!
The dr. asked me if I had a metal taste in my mouth and Daddy said – I do! All
of the nurses laughed and then told him to sit down. Mommy was on her own. The
epidural was more painful than I expected it to be, but it was so worth it.
Once we got settled back in, the epidural started to creep up my chest and my
blood pressure started dropping. Daddy called the nurses and they had to turn
the epidural down, and give me some medicine to help things return to normal.
Then – it was nap time. Daddy was in charge of informing the family of my
progress and I just relaxed. I had made it to 5, 2 hours later I was at 7 and
then next time I got checked it was time to push. I began to push with each
contraction and had about 45 seconds-1minute to rest between. Daddy was quiet
during this time until I told him I needed him to spit out his gum and count to
10! Each contraction yielded 3 hard pushes. After 45 minutes of pushing, I
experienced the most amazing feeling in the world. You were born at 11:59 pm
and you were a BOY! I was so convinced you were going to be a girl, but I wouldn’t
have it any other way. You were perfect and when you cried I felt an
overwhelming joy that I’ll never be able to put in to words. After holding you
for a second, they whisked you away to check you out. I could see you and I
watched the whole time. After a short time, I got you back. You nursed right
away and I fell in love with you more as each second passed. I thought I loved
your Dad before you were born, but that love intensified so much more the
second I saw him with you. We decided to name you Graham Jacob Dickerson. You
were 8 lbs 4.5 oz, 20 ½ inches long. Your head and chest were 14 inches. You
have 10 perfect fingers and 10 perfect toes. You are calm and you rarely cry.
You look exactly like your Dad in every way possible. He is so excited that he
has a SON.
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