Wow, I can’t believe a whole year has passed nearly since I have last posted anything! I am ever so sorry to not have shared anything on here. Thankfully for FB, I have most things documented!!
I wonder if I can go through the year?? =)
September 2013, of course Judah was born, Micah turned 9, my mom and dad came to visit and it was a beautiful month! (pictures below on last years post!)
October 2013: My high school friend Tracy and her husband Herb were in England for a wedding and stopped in for a visit (from Hong Kong!)
Can’t think of much else that happened until the end of the month when we went over to Belfast for my SIL’s wedding!
November 2013, the wedding! The boys (minus 2) dressed to the nines!
I was one of the 4 lovely bridesmaids =)
And we celebrated Judah’s first Thanksgiving where most of us had the stomach bug at some point!
And we celebrated Ezra’s 4th birthday!!
December 2013: Judah in all his cuteness! And our family photo for our prayer cards.
And I’ll end this here as I won’t get it all finished in one go anyway!
Well, I’m not sure I am up to writing much detail on the birth of Judah Lee, but in short I’ll give you a little tidbit of information for all those inquiring minds =)
So at 40+10 I was given an induction date (Wednesday the 28th August). So off to the hospital we went bags in hand. I was monitored for 20 minutes, given an internal exam and a sweep while there. I was already dilated 1-2cm so no pessary would be given. All that there was to do was to have my waters broken which would have to be done in the delivery suites. So as soon as one was open, I would be sent down. No problem right?! WRONG! 3 days later, I was still there, taking up a bed and wasting time! It was boring, though I enjoyed my room mates. There are 4 beds in a room and while we were curtained off during times of being examined or monitored, we had them opened and chatted amongst ourselves. One lady had been in since the previous Saturday for some bleeding and low blood pressure, another for high blood pressure. The 4th bed seemed to be the lucky bed and whoever came in seemed to go into labour quite quickly and was then taken down to delivery suites making me suffer in boredom =(
Finally Saturday evening came and while I was downstairs visiting a friend, I got the call that a bed was open and I was to take my turn down in delivery suites!! So off I rushed and finally we arrived down in room 8 at 7:30, which was a bit of a shame as the midwives change over at 8, so I had 30 minutes with the midwife and a student midwife who turned out to be an American! I wish they could have stayed…but at 8 Sarah our new midwife came in and after being monitored for awhile we were ready to get things going. She attempted to break my water around 9:15. She couldn’t get it b/c Judah’s head was down so far and I wasn’t having any contractions that would push a bit of a bulge of the waters out for her to catch. So 9:30 the doctor came around (and I was so happy that it was a lady dr!) and she did it, but no gushes of water came out. And no contractions were happening so she said to start me on the drip, straight away.
Another midwife came in and put in the cannula. A failed attempt on the left hand which hurt and a successful go into the right hand. Yuck, so uncomfortable! The drip was started off at 10:15 (syntocinon) and away we went. Contraction started right off very mild. I sat on the birthing ball or stood next to the bed and all was well, swaying back and forth. Some time later I decided to get up on the bed on my knees leaning over the back of the bed and started using the gas and air for some relief. It made me sleepy well that and the fact that it was near midnight! I kept going for awhile, I really have no idea of the time or space in between the contractions. I was still being monitored, which I did not like at all. This was my first ever induction and I have never been monitored at all during labour (well just occasionally to check that baby was ok but never continuously). Finally my tired knees needed a break and I needed some more support to lean against and press into or against. I sat down sitting up and used a stirrup to push my foot against. My husband was awesome and supported me, fanned me and gave me water. I don’t think I have ever needed him so much during labour!! It was quite intense this time around and went so quickly really.
I have no idea when I started pushing, but Judah was born at 1:06am! And that is that!! =)