Induction. A word I never really thought that I would be considering with my pregnancies, but by 39 weeks, after having contractions for 8 days and already going in to the hospital twice thinking that I was in labor, I was ready to have this baby.
We went in to our doctor appointment on Monday, August 14th to talk about what we would be doing going forward, 3 days away from my due date, and we decided that I would be induced the next morning. I felt such a relief after making this decision, because I had been struggling with what was the right thing to do. Brandon and my doctor were super supportive, and I felt at peace with being induced. We went to Target Monday night with Lucas and let him pick out a stuffed animal to give to Logan the next day.
Monday morning we got to the hospital a little after 5:30AM but ended up having to wait because apparently everyone was deciding to have a baby that morning. Brandon and I ended up waiting for about an hour in our room, and then the nurse came in to start the induction. They started pitocin and then it was time to play the waiting came. I was already 3cm from my appointment the day before, and by 8:45AM I wasn’t making much progress, so my doctor came in and asked if I wanted her to break my water. Again, something I didn’t really consider because I just figured it would happen on it’s own. After taking as much time as I possibly could to make this decision, I agreed to have my water broken. Not at all what I expected, it didn’t hurt one bit. There was a big gush, and after a few contractions, I was ready for my epidural.
My epidural this time around was a little more difficult than with Lucas. I felt it WAY more, he had to move it around a couple of times, apparently hit bone, and by the time it was over I was just over it! It did give me some relief because my contractions had gotten so much worse with a lot more back labor. Our little man was face up, which causes more back pain.
After I got my epidural, Logan’s heart rate started really dropping during contractions. I could tell the nurses started getting more concerned, and when they told me they were calling my doctor I knew they meant business. They checked me and I was at 8 1/2 cm. PROGRESS! My doctor showed up and I think I was still at 8 1/2 cm, so they started my pitocin again. At some point I was given an oxygen mask to give our little guy some extra oxygen during my contractions since his heart rate would still drop while I was having them.
Not long after that I told my doctor that I felt like my body was starting to push. I had asked for a lower dose of the epidural, and I definitely felt the difference from my epidural with Lucas. I remember they said they gave me a 12 this time instead of a 14, whatever that means. And y’all, by the time I got to a 10, which I think was about 2 hours after I got the epidural? (Not totally sure on the timeline here since it all seemed to happen so fast) I could feel almost everything. My legs were still fairly numb, but that seemed to be about it. I could literally feel Logan making his way down the birth canal. It was unreal. With the contractions, I could actually see the outline of his shape in my belly. It looked like an alien!
I think I pushed for maybe 45 minutes – 1 hour. Like I said, I could feel him making his way in to this world, and it was one of the most amazing things I’ve ever experienced. His and Lucas’s birth were two of the best moments of my life. Labor & birth are two of the most amazing, beautiful things. At 1:00 PM on August 15, Logan made his way in to this world weighing 7lb 11oz and 19 in. long. He was 2oz smaller and 1/4 in. shorter than his big brother.
The past week has been chaotic. Our poor little buddy had to get bloodwork done for jaundice (he’s doing good!) and trying to find our new normal with a toddler and a newborn has been quite an adjustment. Logan really is such a good baby though, and Lucas loves his little brother sooo much!
I plan on getting back in to the groove posting at least a couple of times a week. I’m just trying to get on some kind of new schedule in the midst of all the chaos. Wish me luck! 🙂
Thanks for stopping by, and I hope you enjoyed my baby boy’s birth story!
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All I can say after finally getting to read all of this is:
Meg — you did really good! You delivered a beautiful Baby Boy named Logan! You & Brandon have made another beautiful blessing to our family! Big Congrats to you & Brandon & to new Brother Lucas!
And being a new Mommy to “2” little ones– is not easy — but you will adjust — some days will be crazy & wild — but you can do it — you will surprise yourself at times! Hang in there Mommy of two !
Love & hugs & kisses to all!
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I really enjoyed reading all your posts — updating your progress & now Logan’s Arrival!
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