so here it is. sailor's birth story.
because i'm from texas and all of my family still lives there, it was very important to me to plan the birth as well as i could. after a lot of thought, we decided to pick a date as close to my due date as possible and induce labor on that date so that my mom and sister could book their flights and be with us for the delivery. of course, we all know how well planning usually works when it comes to having a baby.
my mom and sister arrived on schedule and the day of our induction rolled around. as luck would have it, a ton of women went into labor that day and we were bumped from the list. they wished me luck and told me to call back the following monday to see if they could get me in then. well, my mom and sis were flying back to texas on tuesday and calling in on monday didn't leave a lot of time for things to go the way i wanted them to. again, i really shouldn't have tried so hard to plan everything because the whole ordeal left me in tears that saturday morning, feeling like i was letting everyone down.
after feeling sorry for myself for a few minutes, i decided to make the best of it and take my family to poulsbo to do a little shopping. we might as well have some fun since they came all the way from texas for me, right?
before we left the house, mike asked me if i was going to take the day bag i'd been carrying around in the car with me for weeks. it had a change of clothes in it, a towel, etc, just in case my water was to break while i was out and about. i told him, no, i was leaving it behind and hoping that being unprepared would bring labor on. maybe that was what did the trick!
in poulsbo, when we walked into our second consignment shop and started browsing around \, the strangest sensation came over me. i thought i needed to go to the bathroom but didn't really feel like i could walk so i found the closest chair, sat down, and called out for my mom. she came over and i think she took one look at my face and suspected what might be happening. the feeling passed, though, and we kept on shopping. the next shop we went in was just down the street but the feeling that came over me that time brought me to my knees. there was no doubt i was having major contractions-- my sister ran to get the car and picked my mom and me up in front of the shop. this was all around 1pm.
we made it home and the contractions were clocking in closer and closer together. i'd texted mike to let him know what was happening, but i wasn't feeling urgent about anything... i'd heard so many stories of women going into labor and being in labor for hours and hours before they even went to the hospital. i told mike to keep working at the studio, and to go work out afterward, just like he'd planned. i thought we had all day and my mom and sister could help me get ready. i was wrong. the gap between my contractions was getting smaller and smaller, and without my knowing, my sister texted mike and told him to come home right away. it was time to go to the hospital.
mike showed up just as we were getting me into the car. the poor guy ran around the house grabbing things to bring with us, trying desperately to get everything off the list i'd made for him, and as soon as he was done, we took off to the hospital, arriving around 3pm. things were happening fast.
when we got there, the same nurse who'd bumped me from the induction list checked us in and she was definitely skeptical that i was really in labor. i think she thought i was faking it hoping they'd just keep me and let me be induced after all. once she checked me, however, she didn't waste any time getting me checked into a room-- "you're having a baby!" she said. my heart panicked, but i was thrilled. sailor was doing me a solid and coming just in time.
she did me another solid and came so fast, i hardly had time to push. my sister brought some dirt with her from texas and sprinkled it under my hospital bed so that sailor could be born on texas soil. it was a genius idea, and i love that sailor has a little part of our history as part of hers now. something only my sister would think of and i love her for it. i'm sure the nurses were confused when they found dirt under my bed, but that's okay.
there was just enough time for an epidural, which caused sailor's heart to slow a bit. we all had a moment of panic when they couldn't get the heartbeat regulated. the doctor came in to let us know what was going on-- she said there was a possibility we'd have to go the c-section route if they couldn't get it to speed back up, but sailor was just fine in a few minutes, heart rate back up and steady. the nurse came back in and said it was time to start practice-pushing. she led me through three or four pushes and then told me to stop because she said she didn't want to catch my baby-- she said we needed the doctor for that. sailor was ready to come out and wasn't wasting any time. the doctor came back in, i pushed for less than half an hour, and before i knew it sailor was in my arms, eyes wide open and taking us all in.
mike stepped up to the plate and cut her umbilical cord like a champ. he was next to me the whole time, cheering me on, and so excited to meet our little girl. the whole experience couldn't have gone any better and it's definitely topped the charts as the most important day of my life. what a dream.