On Wednesday, October 21st Jake and I went into labor and delivery around 10pm because Avery had been unusually quiet all day. We were hooked up to a non stress test and were told that due to fetal heart rate decelerations, they wanted to keep us over night. Clearly, I did not sleep a wink because I was worried about Avery and anticipating what would happen the next morning. Around 6:45am our doctor came in and I was around 3cm, with out much progress even though I had been contracting every 2-5 minutes since 10pm the night before. The doctor told us that she believed we should induce, although it might raise the risk of a C-section. We decided to go ahead with it, because due to Avery's size there was a good chance we would need a C-section anyway.
Around 7:00am, they broke my water and started pitocin. I was contracting every 2-4 minutes and mostly all of the contractions were "coupling" meaning I would get two strong contractions back to back, each lasting over a minute. Well, Avery did not like this and her heart rate continued to decelerate. The nurses placed me on my side and for the next two hours I was not allowed to move at all, because if I moved, Avery would begin to show signs of distress. Around 10:45am the doctor came back and told me that Avery was not handling the pitocin or the contractions very well and since she was not moving down and I was not dilating, they would need to do a C-section.
Jake and I were ready to meet Avery and we wanted her to be here safe and sound, so we signed off on the C-section. Around 11:15 they stopped the pitocin and began prepping us for surgery. Jake was not allowed in the operating room until the surgery had begun. Within 10 minutes, (and a lot of pulling, tugging, pushing and manipulating...she was so big and so high up that they had trouble getting her out even with the C-section) she was finally here and we heard her cry at 12:03pm. Words cannot express how beautiful of a moment this was.
Jake was allowed to meet Avery and bond with her right away as I was finishing up the surgery for the next 50 minutes and was in recovery for the next hour. I was finally able to hold my daughter around 2pm.
My recovery could not have gone any smoother. I was able to refuse all pain medications post-surgery, I think I was just on a high from finally having Avery here. I was out of bed and walking the halls within 24 hours and everything is healing perfectly. I think the hardest part was the fact that I had to go over 42 hours without eating because of the induction and surgery. My first meal (chicken broth) was amazing:)
After 4 days and 5 nights in the hospital we were able to come home on Sunday, October 25th. We are adjusting to life as a family of three and could not be any happier. Avery is actually just waking up, so I will post pictures and more details on her first week of life later on today!