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| Dillon Alexander October 12, 1998 |
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| I found out in Febuary 1998 that I was pregnant with our second child. We had tried to get pregnant before Matt left for basic training, but didn't. So needless to say we were really excited. I was pretty concerned about having a baby with major defects though. I figured we really lucked out with Matthew and feared the worst. I was a little sick with this pregnancy, but lemon drops could cure the nausea. I also wore the sea bands on my wrists when I got nauseated and that helped too. Other than that everything was uneventful. At 21 weeks we traveled to Portland for a level II ultra sound. That is a much more detailed ultra sound to help detect any defects. That is when we found out he was healthy, and a boy. Two boys!! Yippee!! |
| My dr said since Matthew was late that this baby would probably be too. But that he would induce me a week early. He wanted to be sure his lungs were totally mature. I was due on October 5, my father in law's birthday, so that would have been neat! But the odds of that happening were slim to none. |
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| The week before I was due, my dr went out of town. Figures. He never went out of town except for the two time I was supposed to have a baby. So I didn't get to be induced early. So my due date came and went....again. So I was scheduled to be induced on the 9th. I woke up and called the hospital. They were totally full and told me to call back. So I called all day, and they never had any room for me. This was a Friday. So my dr called me that evening and said we would have to do it Monday, the 12th. I was so bummed. I had anticipated having my baby in my arms by then. So on Monday morning I called again, and they said I could come in. So I went in and got all ready. They started my IV and then Dr Witt came to break my water. At 8:30 AM he broke my water. There was meconium in the water, but no one seemed to be concerned about it. I was dilated to 4 centimeters. The dr said I could have an epidural as soon as I |
| wanted. At 9 oclock we got to switch rooms. By the time we got there I was having contractions. I told Matt I was determined to not have pain, so I was going to ask for the epidural. At 9:30 I asked the nurse for the epidural. She said she would call the anesthesiologist. Well the contractions just kept coming, and were strong almost immediately. I was really wanting the epidural.. The nurse came in and said that the only anesthesiologist around was in surgery, so I would |
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| have to wait. I was in active labor and there was no break in between contractions. I just wanted to cry it hurt so bad. I kept asking for the epi, and they kept telling me he would be there in 10 minutes. Finally, they gave me some stadol, but it didn't even touch the contractions. I wanted so bad to change position or try to get comfortable, but I couldn't even move I was in too much pain. At 12:30 I FINALLY got my epidural. But it still hurt on my right side, very badly. After he gave me a ton of medication they decided I had a "window" on my right side. As soon as I rolled onto my right side I felt much better. |
| As soon as I felt some relief they checked me and I was fully dilated. Dr Witt came in and asked if I was ready to push. I said no. I was finally feeling good. So he said he would give me 10 minutes and then he would be back. He returned 15 minutes later. He told me to try a practice push. As soon as I did he yelled at me to stop. He got up and ran to the door, yelled out that he needed a nurse, NOW, and came back. A nurse ran in and they let me push again. His head came out then, and then I pushed him out the rest of the way. They suctioned him out very well because of the meconium. Dillon was born at 1:05 PM. I was looking at my little baby and Dr Witt was calling him Bruno because he was so big. I argued and said he wasn't big. Well I was wrong. He weighed 9 lbs 10 oz and was 21 3/4 inches long. He was as healthy as could be and we were instantly in love. Dillon and I went home the next day. |
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