Saturday, January 16, 2010

Clara Elizabeth


Clara Elizabeth Cummings

Thursday evening I could tell that the baby had dropped significantly and I was extremely uncomfortable throughout the night. Starting sometime after midnight I found myself waking up every 15-20 minutes. I couldn’t tell if I was waking up due to feeling so uncomfortable or if it was because my stomach was very mildly contracting, I had many sporadic contractions in the weeks prior. My alarm went off at 5:45 am and I contemplated not going into work and starting my maternity leave early. I was so uncomfortable and I knew that the baby would be here any day. My mom was due to arrive in Phoenix at 3:30 pm that day. I decided to stick it out and get ready for work. I was determined that my maternity leave would start when the baby was actually here. So I got ready for work and got Aiyana ready for daycare. I went downstairs to eat breakfast just before 7:00 am and I felt a cramp in my lower stomach. I thought that I might have to go to the restroom, but I didn’t have to go. While I was in the restroom I shouted out to Dana that I thought I was in labor. I said to go ahead and take Aiyana to daycare and then head back home so we could go to the hospital. I called a co-worker to let them know I wouldn’t be coming into work and I had another contraction while I was on the phone. Dana decided to take Aiyana to daycare and head into work anyway since I wasn’t certain if I was actually in labor. So he left and loaded up the car and right then I had another very powerful contraction. Dana hadn’t even pulled out of the garage and I called him and said “you will be coming right back here!!!”. So he left to take Aiyana to daycare and I continued to have extremely powerful contractions that didn’t seem to subside. I stumbled around the house gathering my things. I was starting to become immobile and thought that I might just have to sit tight and have the baby at home. I frantically called Dana and all I could mutter, over and over, was “please get home, please get home, please get home…”. A few minutes later Dana pulled up and I had managed to throw everything by the garage door. We loaded up and headed to the hospital around 7:30 am. I had a hold of a handle by the passenger door as we fought morning rush hour traffic the entire way. I still couldn’t feel the contractions subside much, but I thought that they might be anywhere from a minute to sometimes two minutes apart. I started to cry knowing that my window of opportunity for an epidural was quickly fading. We pulled up to Banner Good Samaritan Hospital sometime around 8:00 am, or just before. Dana wheeled me up to the OB triage desk to check in. The poor lady behind the counter couldn’t type fast enough to get my information. Bless her heart, she worked quickly. I was rushed to pre-delivery, weighed and put on a contraction monitor. I begged for the epidural. The nurse checked me and I was dilated to 8 cm and I was fully effaced. They tried to start an IV so I could get the epidural, but the nurse couldn’t get the needle in. They decided to wheel me off to delivery. Sometime around 8:15 am I was in the delivery room and another nurse was attempting to put in an IV. Finally success, but I was told I needed the whole bag of fluids prior to getting the epidural… “what????” I watched as the IV slowly dripped behind me and I knew there was no way I was getting the epidural, but I continued to beg. My OB, Dr Thompson, peered around the curtain and that provided some relief since my birth with Aiyana went so smoothly and she was terrific with my previous labor. I once again asked for an epidural and my OB finally broke it to me that it wasn’t going to happen. She said “Sweetie… two pushes and she will be out”. “No, no, no… I didn’t want it to happen this way”. “Can I at least have some pain medication?” “No” I was told, “It will go right to the baby at this stage”. I was instructed to push with each contraction, so I did. Little did I know just how much more intense the pain would become. I pushed for maybe ten minutes and part of that time the pain was so severe I thought that I might pass out. Once I grasped the fact that this was the way that the baby would be coming into this world, I pushed with everything I had to get it over with. Clara Elizabeth was born at 8:51 am, less than two hours after my labor began. She is beautiful with a full head of black hair. I love her so much and she is such a good little baby.

Welcome home little Clara Elizabeth, mommy and daddy love you so much!







7 comments:

Torey said...

Phew... I was tense reading this the whole way through and just might have had a couple of contractions of my own. A BIG congratulations to you and your little one. Glad that you made it through. Isn't it funny that we find out we're always stronger than we think.

Amberly said...

you are amazing and she is beautiful! I'm in love with her sweet little face and gorgeous hair! I hope you're sleeping a little, congratulations!!

tbsomeday said...

CONGRATULATIONS!!!!!!!!!!!
SHE'S BEAUTIFUL!!
seriously---that is A LOT of black hair!!! my goodness!!
you look great too
glad it went so smoothly---even it's not what you planned--it's an experience anyhow, lol
course...next time you might want to have some things on hand at home.... :)
i love birth stories--thanks for sharing!

can't wait to see more pics and hear more about her
congratulations again!!

Scattered Brain said...

Congratulations, she is beautiful. Way to go Amber, you Rock! What a read that was.

Jaclyn and Devan Swallom said...

Congrants!!!!!!!

Kaytlinn's Blog through Mommy's eyes!! said...

Absolutly beautiful!! Wow big baby!! Your a tough mommy! mine were 6 and 5 lbs and I got an epidural with one but they were little, and I cant even imagine pushing a 9 pounder without one!!!Good job! She is beautiful! Congratulations to you and your family...I bet Aiyana is SO excited to be a big sister :) Hope your recovering well...God Bless!

Lindsey and Adam said...

Wow! Congratulations! What a story. I sure hope I can make it to the hospital on time in a couple weeks! That epidural was what saved me last time. She is so beautiful!