So I figured I'd post the birth story here. :) Here goes!
I went back to the doctor on Wednesday, March 10th for my regular appointment. My blood pressure was still a little elevated and I was dilated to 2cm, so the doctor figured it was time to get this boy delivered. He scheduled an induction for the following morning, March 11th at 7am at the hospital. So, 7am 3/11/10, Brent and I headed into the hospital, ready to come home with our little boy. After the paperwork was filled out, the midwife came in around 8am, and explained the induction process. Basically, she used 1/4 of a little pill to start the contractions, and used this little balloon thing to help get me dilated to 3-4cm. The pill started working pretty much right away, and by 11am, I was between 3 and 4cm dilated. The midwife came back after lunch, was very happy with the progress, and said we'd let it progress on it's own for a bit, instead of having to use pitocen. At this point I could feel the contractions, but they weren't extremely painful. She came back around 3, and we discussed what to do next. We decided to have her break my water, and go from there. She called the anesthesiologist, to put him on notice that I would need the epidural probably within the next 2 hours. Once she broke my water at 3:15, she said I would start to feel stronger contractions in about 10-15 minutes...well, literally, 30 seconds after she walked out of the door, they hit, and they hit hard. The anesthesiologist showed up at 4:30, and after 2 tries, finally got the epidural going. That was probably some of the worst pain I have ever been in. It felt like lightening bolts across my back, and on the second attempt, he just happened to do it right in the middle of the worst contraction I had ever had. BUT...about 15-30 minutes later, I was feeling much better, and Brent was allowed back in the room. All we could do at that point was wait to become more dilated. I was checked every few hours, and it went to 5cm, to 7, to about 9 around 11pm. Around midnight, the midwife said I was 9 3/4cm dilated, and if I felt the need to push, I could start with smaller pushes, and go from there. Well, about 12:45am, I REALLY felt the need to push, so I was basically able to control when I pushed. The nurses, the midwife, and Brent helped coach me along, and all I knew was I wanted this to be over with! About one hour later, at 1:38am, out he came! Brent was right there with me the entire time...in fact, he held my left leg :) He was able to watch the entire thing (I left that up to him!) and he said it was just amazing to watch. The nurses cleaned him up, and he weighed in at 8lbs 5oz, and 2o inches long. My parents and his parents came in at 3am and got to meet Declan Orie-Thomas Killinger. Feeding has been going fantastic, he was a pro from the beginning. I was able to come home Sunday morning, and we've been adjusting to having this amazing baby in our lives. I did have some problems with a lot of post-pardom pain in my head, neck, and back from the epidural though, and today is the first day I haven't been on a lot of pain medication. I'm still a bit sore from it, but recovery is now going much better. We had our first appointment with the pediatrician yesterday, and Declan is doing fantastic. He's back up to 8lbs 2oz (nearly birth weight!), and the mild jaundice has all but cleared up. He sleeps 3-4 hours at a time, and feeds every 3-4 hours. I could not have asked for a happier, more pleasant baby.
So...that's his birth story. I included some pics. LOVE this little man so much!