We welcomed our new little boy, Braxton Blake Tracy, into our family on December 8th. He weighed 8 lbs 10 oz and was 21 1/2 inches long.
Our Labor Experience :
The Beginning - Sunday, December 7th:
I went into the hospital to be induced. I thought that everything would be just fine and I would get my epidural to stop any pain. Little did I know, I was in for the worst pain I have ever felt. I was already having contractions, but I had not been feeling them. They were just small ones and I was still only dilated to 1 cm. They gave me medication to help me dilate first. It worked a little bit, but was working very slow. I slept through the night minus nurses coming in every half-hour.
The Next Day, Monday, December 8th:
At 5 am, they gave me second dose of medication to help me dilate. At that time, they wanted to start the medication to help me start "real" labor, but I still wasn't dilated enough. Later in the morning, I started feeling a lot of pain and was ready for epidural. But, right when I told the nurse this, our doctor came in to break my water. He wanted to try it even though I had not had the pain medication yet....bad idea! He attempted and failed because it hurt so bad that I was screaming. I'm not a wimp and I can take a lot of pain....but, this experience tested my limits! Meanwhile, they had tubes and oxygen on me, I looked like I was in some serious condition. Blake was not doing well seeing me like this and it was really getting to him emotionally. He said that he just kept going into the bathroom to pray to give him strength. To add to his struggle, the doctor came in to give me my epidural. They positioned me to put it into my spine and hit a nerve! OUCH! I just felt this horrible pain shoot all the way out to my whole left side. Then he kept hitting it because he said sometimes they can get past the nerve...not the case here! So, they had to take it out and do it again. This time it was still pretty painful, but they barely got it in. Apparently, I do not have much space for it in my spine. Blake could not even watch him put it in the second time after hearing my screams the first time. I did not know what was going on! Now, all this may make our hospital sound horrible, but it wasn't the doctor's fault. It is just some people have special problems that cannot be foreseen. Our doctors and nurses were great...really!
Finally, I have medication....or so we thought:
Later that morning, our parents came in to visit and see how we were doing. Previously, the doctor had speculated that we would have the baby between noon and 4pm. Towards the end of their visit is when I started really feeling the pain. I was going more into labor and they were trying to get me more dilated. But, I was still feeling pain. The nurse kept saying that I would feel pressure. I kept telling myself that it was just pressure and that I would have to deal with it. As time went on, however, I had a feeling that it wasn't just pressure. Each time the nurse would come in she would ask me my pain score from 1 - 10...I really got sick of this question. Anyway, I just kept feeling more and more pain. My contractions were every minute...so it was pretty much non-stop. They wanted to give me more of the medication to help me start going into labor so I could push, but I was still not dilated enough. The baby kept going to sleep because he was getting stressed out from all the contractions. I think maybe he just wasn't ready yet. However, it was too late to turn back now! Well, it turned out that the epidural was working everywhere, but where the pain really was. I could feel it all because (we think) the baby was sitting on a nerve that was blocking the medication from getting through. So, as the hours drug on, I just felt more and more pain. They gave me a ton of drugs in hopes that something would get through, but it just wasn't working. Blake was getting so upset because I was just crying and crying wanting the pain to stop. We just kept hoping that I would dilate enough to start pushing. That time would never come.
Things start to turn around...:
Blake was back in forth praying to know what we should do. He just couldn't really handle all the pain he was seeing me in and was having flashes of me being in a serious condition. It really got to him and he almost fainted on time. He asked Lex to give me a blessing. The nurse had asked everyone to leave the room about an hour before because I was really getting bad. And, it was hard for me having all those people see me in such bad pain. I just wanted Blake there to comfort me at that time. Lex came in and gave me a blessing which I cannot remember what it said. But, then, amazingly, I fell fast asleep. When I woke up, I had this feeling like he was just ready to come, it was time and I knew it! Right after that, Dr. Smith came in to see if I had dilated anymore. But, it turned out that I my cervix was swelling and my dilation was getting smaller. So, he said I had about a 5% chance that I could deliver normal, but that he would recommend a C-Section. I said LET'S DO IT! So, the pumped me full of more drugs and off we went for the surgery.
Finally we get our boy!
Blake got dressed in his little surgery outfit and I was out of it because of all the drugs they had given me all day. I was shaking uncontrollably and felt nauseous since I hadn't eaten in 24 hours. They rolled me down the hall and got all set up. Blake got to watch the whole thing and hold my hand. I kept asking him if he could see him yet. Finally, I faintly remember hearing Braxton cry and them holding him up to me. It was a huge blur because I was out of it. Blake and I were crying and crying. Blake said I kept asking if he was ours and if we were going to be able to take him home. I couldn't believe he was here and he was ours. I don't remember what happened after that. I know our families were anxiously awaiting getting to see the baby. But, Blake wouldn't let them until I got to really see him and hold him. He knew that I would want to see him first. He wasn't sure if I had because I was so out of it. When I finally came too, I just started crying because I was so sad that I couldn't remember anything. But, right then they brought him to me and he was the most perfect thing I had ever seen. I just couldn't stop looking at him. He had my lips and everything else his dads. He even had hair! At first we thought it was curly, but it was just wet. I still can't believe how perfect he is!
This was the hardest most painful experience I ever had. But, having our sweet baby here has been completely worth it. We had everything planned out in our heads before we got there on how it would all go...but, nothing went as planned! It was so great to have family there to support us the whole time. Even though they ended up in the waiting room for hours (sorry!). It just felt like this was all meant to be and this is the little son that I was suppose to have at this time. We love him so very much and we can't get enough of him!
P.S. Please excuse any grammer errors. I don't have much time to check these things right now! Sorry!















