Friday May 23rd, we finished our last day of school. Saturday, May 24th, I was scheduled to be at the hospital at 6 a.m. to be induced. So what did I do when I got out of school on Friday? I came home to clean the house, I packed my hospital bag, and then went to pick Annalise up from daycare. I didn't want to get her earlier because it would have interrupted her nap time which is a big "no-no" for us! I don't know why I felt as though EVERY room (including pantry) in the house had to spotless but that's just how it was...I should have been doing it throughout the month of May but due to the last month of school and spending time with Mario and Annalise, cleaning was not on the top of my list! So of course the day before I was scheduled to have this baby, I went crazy cleaning!
Friday night around 10, my mom and step-dad arrived at our house...yes, I was still cleaning! I finally decided to give them a to-do list for the next day and decided it was time to wind down. Saturday morning at 5:30 my alarm clock was schedule to go off so I could enjoy a nice hot shower and wash/dry my hair. So at 5:30 I turned off my alarm and noticed I had a missed call and voicemail. I thought " who in the world is calling me at 5:00 a.m.?". I checked the voicemail and it was a nurse from the Labor and Delivery asking me to call her as soon as I got her message. I called back in my closet because I didn't want to awake Mario. The nurse informed me that at this time, they had no rooms available for me and that I needed to go back to bed and wait for her to call me back in a couple of hours with hopefully good news that they were ready for me! Perfect I thought...more sleep! Well of course I couldn't go back to sleep so I took my hot shower and did my hair and make-up and waited for the call. At 7:30 I got a call from Dr. Morehead saying that he called the hospital to check on me and found out that they had no rooms. He asked me if I wanted to wait around or just re-schedule for Sunday. My question for him was "what if I schedule for tomorrow and the same thing happens!". Long story short, I made the decision later that morning after talking to another nurse that we would go in Sunday morning at 7. This ended up being really good because I was able to finish my last minute to-do's and spend time with everyone. It was a really good day of hanging out, cleaning, and then grilling out (my favorite summer time activity) while jamming to good music! As we sat on the couch Saturday night I told Mario that I had a bad feeling that the same thing was going to happen again and he said he felt the same way. I was nervous! I was ready to have this baby! We tucked our sweet girl in bed that night and told her that tomorrow she was going to be a big sister! We also told her that we would be gone for a couple of days and that she'd be staying with Abuelo and Abuela. Her response was "okay", although we knew she had no idea what was about to happen. This honestly broke my heart even thinking about it. When I though about Annalise at home with her grandparents, I knew she was going to be taken care of but I knew that at her young age, she wouldn't understand why we were gone. I think I cried every time I thought about her and what the transition was going to look like.
Sunday morning my alarm went off and the first thing I noticed was NO ONE CALLED! Yah, we were going to have a baby today! Mario and I got in the car and headed to Starbucks to pick up some coffee/breakfast for him. When he got back in the car the lid to his drink read "boy? or girl?". I asked him what his last guess was and he said that at this point he didn't know and didn't care! Mario was just ready to find out! He also told me about an older man that was in line with him that said this was a good day to have a baby because it was his and his wife's 50th wedding anniversary. How sweet is that! What a cool story! We also pulled up my blogs from the pregnancy to look at the gender predictions. I thought it was going to be a boy the entire pregnancy, my mind never changed! Mario on the other hand thought boy up until around 24 weeks and then he was sure it was a girl. It was such a Fun conversation and sweet car ride up to the hospital!
When we arrived at the hospital, we were escorted to room 5 where the check in process started taking place. A sweet lady named Debbie (Deb) came in the room and said she'd be my nurse for the day. I loved her already! The papers started, the IV was administered, and the 100 questions were asked. By 8:45 it was time to check me and start the penicillin and Pitocin. They were going to start the Pitocin super slow because I was already dilated to a 3 and I needed to get in at least 3 rounds of penicillin before push time since I had Group B Strep (a bacterial infection that can be dangerous if passed to baby). I told the nurse that I didn't want to get past a 3 on the pain scale before the epidural was administered. I was ready for an easy day of hopefully no pain! I also told Deb that the last time I was sick most of the day with nausea and vomiting and that I wanted to have little/none of that if we could help it. She was so supportive and said she'd watch my blood pressure super close to make sure it didn't drop! At 11:00 am I started feeling more pain than I wanted to (which was barely nothing) and so the anesthesiologist came in and game me the epidural. This experience was not as fun as the last go around. The doctor put the epidural in a blood vessel which caused a very weird, scary experience for me. I started shaking suddenly and told him it felt as though my heart was racing extremely fast. He took it out and put another one in. This time it worked like a charm! Sometime after the epidural, Dr. Morehead came in and broke my water. Water was clear, meaning baby did not have a bowel movement inside..yah, great news!
Throughout the morning I ate several popsicles and just relaxed. At one point I started getting nauseous, but with some Zofran, it went away quickly! Annalise came up around lunch with my mom and Tracy but she freaked out with all my cords and I couldn't sit up because I had just had the epidural, so they had to leave. Around 1:00 Mario laid down to take a nap and I caught up on watching the premier of the Bachelorette that I missed the week before!
At around 3:00 I was checked again but was only at a 6. My cervix was being quite stubborn in a few spots and so Deb worked on it some and had me try lying in some different positions. They say that when you get to be a 6, it will be about 1 hour for every centimeter dilated. This was going a lot slower than expected! Although, at around 3:45, I had finished all 3 rounds of penicillin and so they were going to up my Pitocin to hurry things along! This made me SICK and this time Zofran was NOT working.
At 5:30 the doctor came in and said I was a 9.5 but the baby needed to drop just a little more. I was not ready to push, I was so nauseous! Dr. Morehead had Deb give me some additional meds to take with the Zofran to help. I texted my friend Ashley and told her to head this way because she was going to take pictures for us! At this time, I laid down and fell asleep although I was feeling the pressure to start pushing! I think I slept for a good 45 minutes! This helped so much!
I'm not sure what time I started pushing, but we had CADEL ELISHA ARROYAVE at 6:47 pm. He was 7 pounds, 5.5 ounces and 20.5 inches long. I'm so thankful that I had Ashley in there taking pictures for us because it's always such a blur with all the adrenaline and you forget so many things! I do remember thinking, we just had a BOY, and he looks NOTHING like Annalise. I can't wait to post pictures of this day I'll never forget. May 25th, 2014. Cadel, we love you so much!
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