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Truck Rides and Other Such Nonsense

August 8, 2011

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The Story of Ivy Rose

I’m not much for believing old wives tales. Sex, bumpy rides, castor oil – they don’t actually start labor, people just say that they do because they heard that it worked for their neighbor’s great aunt’s second cousin once.

Well, there is one old wives tale that I believe in now!

On the evening of August 6 I decided to go for a bumpy truck ride with my father-in-law in his Ranger. I was almost 40 weeks pregnant and decided ‘why not’. I wanted the baby to be born before my parents left to go back home across the country in 9 days. We went down a couple dirt roads and up some hills around the area. I was sure it wouldn’t actually put me into labor, but didn’t figure it would hurt anything. Besides, truck rides are fun! We had a great ride, he was hitting all the bumps he could and we were talking and laughing the whole time.

I was having slight contractions while we were out – nothing unusual, I’ve been having contractions off and on for the better part of a week now. We got back to their house at about 9:30 or so and then SJ, Hubby, my parents and I all headed back home.

At about 10:30 I decided to take a shower and go to bed, since my contractions were getting uncomfortable and laying down usually helps that. Right after my shower I started having slightly more intense contractions. I had to start sitting down when they’d hit. Nothing I couldn’t talk through or anything, but definitely stronger than I’d had before. They were about 5 minutes apart. At 11 or so I told Hubby that he should have his stuff packed to go to the hospital. When he opened the door from brushing his teeth (just after 11:30) I was changed back out of my jammies and into the dress I’d worn that day. He asked me if that was just in case, or if we were leaving. I told him we were going. The contractions were still getting stronger and they were about 3 minutes apart at this point.

I knocked on the guest room door and told my parents that I was in labor and Hubby and I were going to the hospital. They stayed behind with SJ while we went. We called the in-laws and let them know as well. Then we grabbed the car seat and the camera and headed out. I called the hospital and my ob’s answering service on the way there. While we were in the car I only had 2 contractions – one right when I sat down and one when we pulled into the parking lot – so that was about 4 minutes.
It took a little while to get checked in with all the questions, (thank God I’d done the pre-admissions visit!) so it was just after midnight when I was admitted and wheeled upstairs to the Family Center. After another 20 minute round of questions about every feeling and pain I’d had in the last 24 hours they got me all hooked up to the monitors. The nurse checked me and said that I was dilated to about a 6. It was nearly 1am by the time they got the iv tap into my hand and gave me the iv drugs that I’d been asking for. The contractions were about 2 – 3 minutes apart and getting a lot stronger at this point. The drugs (I forget the name of the specific one I had) worked great. She dosed me about halfway into a contraction and I was happy and feeling drunk by the height of it.
For the next 20 minutes or so they went back to the point that I could pretty much talk through them again, although not very smoothly. At about 1:30am (30 minutes post-drugs) the drugs started wearing off again (or at least it felt like it). I asked if I could have more and she told me I could only have them every hour. She checked me again and told me I was at an 8. Within the next 2 or 3 contractions I was feeling like I needed to push and fought through the urge. They had me try to turn on my side but I had a contraction right when they told me turn over and I wasn’t having any of it. Another 2 contractions and the pushing urge was getting stronger. I asked a couple more times if there were any more drugs I could have – a half dose or something? – But they said I couldn’t. I was losing my resistance to the pushing urge and gave in half way through one of my contractions. They decided to let my doctor know that the baby was coming soon (DUH…)
With the next 2 contractions I pushed – even though they hadn’t actually told me to yet – and my water broke with the second one. It was time. There were 3 more contractions – 3 more pushes – and her head was already out! It took 4 more pushes to get her shoulders out and one more for the rest of her. The final push was right as my doctor rushed into the room. One of the nurses had to pull on her a fair bit to get her shoulders out. That was at 1:45am.

And so it came to pass that Ivy Rose was born! I got to hold her for a good 5 minutes right after they got her cleaned up. When they took her to get her weight and measurements we took guesses for her weight. My mother-in-law guessed 8’2 and I guessed 8’5 (since she’d already eaten right after she was born). She didn’t look too much bigger than SJ was, but she surely was. On the scale a moment later the nurse read out – ‘9 lbs 3.9 ozs’ She is a Big baby! She measured 20 1/2″ as well. From the first strong contractions until Ivy was born was a grand total of about 4 hours! Less than 15 minutes of pushing. I must say, much better than the induction I had with SJ!
Ivy slept from about 3:30 until just after 7am, when I woke her up just long enough to feed her a second time. She was a trooper through all of her tests and pokes and prods. She barely cried when they poked her little feet for the blood tests – more of a whimper.
We got to go home at 4pm that next day, one of the shortest pp hospital stays that I’ve heard of. 16 hours from admission to discharge.

SJ holding Ivy for the first time

Ivy is an amazing baby! She hardly cries and eats (and poops) like a champ. She’s a really good sleeper, too, as long as she’s not too hot. We’ve all been enjoying snuggles, especially her Daddy and Grammies And her big sister, SJ.

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One Comment leave one →
  1. Pete permalink
    August 9, 2011 1:05 am

    Hahaha! Welcome to my newest niece, Ivy Rose. (o:

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