When I got to the hospital late that afternoon, it was a GHOST TOWN. Things in the world were really scary and it seemed like people were holding their babies in. Normally VGH Labour + Delivery is a bustling place but that evening it was dead and even the nurses commented on that!
I met my doctor there and she checked me and I was at 2cm but she got the ob to check again and miraculously I was at 3cm!!! PRAISE, thank you Jesus. We got to go home and they said they would call me the next morning. My only instruction was to not take my blood thinner the next day.
I had two prayer requests for this birth.
Oh and of course, for Leo to be healthy and strong!
So that night I went to bed nice and early around 9pm. Hospital bag was packed, grandma was on standby for when we needed to leave and I was so ready and excited to meet my little man, my last baby.
But it wouldn’t be a birth for me if I wasn’t up most of the night before, ha. (I was up all night the night before both Luca’s birth and London’s birth!!) I woke around 2am with contractions. I really should have just taken tylenol and tried to sleep but I didn’t even think about it. It’s so long ago, but I remember reading and trying to sleep and timing the contractions and praying I’d make it to the epidural ha.
I woke up James around 5 and he made us some breakfast. I remember not eating too much and the contractions getting stronger. We called his mum and she came over just before 6.
We got to the hospital around 6:30am and it was STILL a ghost town. I think there was maybe 1 other birth over night…just insane. We got settled into a room and got the BEST nurse. Oh my goodness, I could go on and on about the amazing nurses at VGH. Every one we had was so kind and so boss.
I think they checked me around 7ish and I was at 4cm. Contractions weren’t crazy strong but they were starting to ramp up. I remember watching the clock praying I’d make it to 8am, and thank you Jesus, I did!
The anesthesiologist came around 8:15, got the epidural going and then just after that they started me on oxytocin. LOVE THAT EPIDURAL LIFE. I tried to sleep and rest a bit more because I knew I needed to save my energy for pushing.
My doctor came and saw me at 9 and saw that I was progressing at a good rate. I honestly can’t remember if she broke my water or not. I think she did but I need to check with her at Leo’s next appointment because it’s killing me that I forget ha.
She then went back to her office to see some patients and planned on coming back a few hours later. Everything seemed chill for awhile and James went and got some food for him and snacks for post labour for me (bring snacks to the hospital!! Post birth, you’ll be STARVING!)
But by 11am things started getting CRAZY. The nurse checked me just before then and I was at 6cm but I started progressing verrrry quickly. By 11:10 I was feeling the urge to push. They checked me again and I was almost at 10!!! They called my doctor to come back ASAP. I remember thinking, oh my goodness, my doctor isn’t going to make it here in time. I tried my best to resist the urge to push but ahh that was so hard.
The nurses kept me so calm and I knew they would be able to deliver Leo but my doctor ran in around 11:25ish? She scrubbed in, put her gown on and 4 minutes later, Leo was born at 11:29am! He came out in two pushes ha.