Ruby's birth story.

August 20th, I had a routine weekly doctor's appointment @ 9:15. My gran was in town and I had already asked her to go. It was a big help to have her there for Reyna and plus, I just wanted her there. The night before, I was up half the night with horrific acid issues. I couldn't even lay down. It was awful. I kept thinking, "I am just DONE! This pregnancy has got to be over now."

All the way to the doctor, I kept wondering how I was going to hold it together without bursting into tears to Laura about how awful I felt and just wanted to deliver this baby. Hormonal, I was. :)

The waiting room at the doctor was a serious zoo. There were kids running wild everywhere, mama's to be, daddy's, grandma's. You name it. I had never seen this place so insane. Finally, we were called back.

We went thru the routine stuff...bp, urine, heartbeat. She checked my cervix and I was dialted to a 3 and 90% effaced. The first thought that went thru my mind was, "why am I not in labor???" She went ahead and stripped my membranes as I cried to her how miserable I was. Dr. P. came in checked me and told me there was no way I could be sent to labor and delivery to be induced. They were swamped up there and he also informed me that he was leaving for vaction. The next thought in my mind? I am going to preggo forever.

This was a Thursday and he told me that if I was able to be induced the following morning, he would come in. If they couldn't schedule it until the afternoon, he wouldn't be able to because he would be leaving for vacation.

I left this appointment almost in tears. For some reason, my thoughts were he wasn't going to be able to induce me the next day and I really didn't want to be induced to begin with.

I dropped Reyna and my Gran off at my parents, but then decided I wasn't going to work. I was tired and not feeling so well and what do you know, but I started having contractions! I started timing them and after an hour decided to call Jade and head to the hospital.

I guess I should mention another part of this story. Nicole was going to be in the room with me so she could take pic's. I called her when I started having contractions, but they were getting ready to leave for Silver Lake on vacation. More on this part in a minute. Back to leaving for the hospital.

I get to L&D, Dr. P. was paged, I was now at a 4. If the nurses would have checked me, they would have made me walk. Dr. P. broke my water. It was babytime! I am a serious dork. After he broke my water, I start bawling that I am in labor. Why? I don't know. Hormones, I guess. My phone rings and it's Nic. They have turned around and she is heading to the hospital. Poor Ryan.

My water was broke @ 12:15. By 2ish, I am starting to have some pretty hard contractions, but have already told my nurse that I do not want an epidural. At 2, I am still at a 4. They hooked me up to some pitocin, but ended up not needing it because soon later I am almost fully dialted. Around 4:30, I start pushing. I hear the words posterior out of Dr. P's mouth. Shit.

Dr. P. manually tried to flip her twice in which both times, I thought I was surely going to pass out from pain. After an 1 1/2 of pushing, they decided she probably wouldn't come on her own and ended up sucessfully extracting her with the vaccum. I thought she was a boy. I saw the cord. Remember, I was tired. I couldn't even see straight. :) I heard the words, "it's a girl" when they took her over to clean her off.

Overall, labor was not horrible. I went pretty quick but, it was the pusing that was worse this time around. I thought 45 minutes with Reyna was bad. Boy was I wrong.

In the end, I didn't have to be induced, I went into labor the day I was "ready," Dr. P. was there to deliver her and was able to have Nicole there.

I don't know why, but it feels like forever ago that we brought her home. Ruby, you complete this family.