Our son Harrison was born on his due date: March 30, 2012 at 4:19am! He was born after 28 hours of labor weighing 9lbs 2oz and measuring 21 inches.
It started at 11pm on Wednesday March 28th, less than a half hour after going to bed for the night. I woke up to my water breaking. There was no mistaking the feeling. By midnight, my contractions had begun. I phoned Liz, our Doula, who told us to get some rest and to keep her informed of any changes. I phoned Gloria, my sister, and told her the news. She couldn't go back to sleep and soon was on the road up north.
By 3am, the contractions seemed to be closer together and Liz arrived at the house. She dimmed the lights, helped me relax and had us get some rest. Dave had packed the car and we were ready to head to the hospital when the time came.
Gloria arrived around 6am and we headed to the hospital at about 9am. Due to rush hour traffic, it took us a little longer to get to the hospital than we had anticipated, but we had plenty of time. It was an odd feeling having contractions in the car and as we walked into the hospital (in my pajamas). I had to stop several times with Dave holding me until the contraction subsided. I was about 4cm dilated, admitted to the hospital, and we all went to the labor and delivery room where I would be for the next 20 hours.
Dave, Gloria and Liz did a wonderful job of making me feel as comfortable and supported as possible. I was in my own element, breathing through each contraction as it came. They offered constant words of encouragement, massage, ice chips, had me get in different positions and offered suggestions to keep my labor moving along. This included slow dancing with Dave, rocking on the birth ball, laying down when needed and walking to and from the bathroom. Dave even gave me a shower twice to help me relax and rejuvenate my exhausted body.
Somewhere along the line, the doctor informed us that based on my bloodwork, I had developed HELLP Syndrome. My liver and kidney values were high and I had a low platelet count, which could affect clotting. Due to my condition they monitored the baby and myself more closely to be sure we were kept safe.
At around 10:30pm on Thursday night, my body needed a break. The ever increasing pain and exhaustion of labor had finally worn me out and despite my intentions of a natural childbirth, I decided to get an epidural. They also gave me Petocin to step up contractions as numerous checks still had me at 5cm after all we had done to help things progress. We were worried I might need a Cesarean since he didn't seem to want to come down. I guess I had been keeping him too cozy in there.
Thankfully by 2:30am on Friday, we had some good news! I was fully dilated and I began to start pushing. Dave and Gloria stood on either side of me holding up my legs when a contraction hit, while Liz shot some photos. They soon announced that they could see his head! I was so excited and relieved that I would soon be meeting my son. Hearing Dave, Liz and Gloria constantly encouraging me and informing me of the progress really kept me going. At 4:19am on Friday, March 30, 2012, Harrison David was born. He spent time cuddling with me and also with his daddy and was welcomed into the world with an abundance of love.