Some of this may be a bit triggering. 3:38 am 4/5/17 (Wednesday) my water broke. I felt a small gush and woke up, I thought maybe it was the last of my mucus plug. I stood up and cupped my hand there to catch anything and the rest of my water went. It was a LOT. Joe was out on the couch just sitting there, awake, for some reason. I went out to him and told him my water broke. We were both shocked. I called my MIL who said she would call and wake up my SIL, and head this way to watch the kids (they later changed their minds and stayed in PA). I texted my GP and just let her know. It was super foggy and the planes weren’t running, so I wasn’t calling for a lifestar until I was in excruciating pain. I was having small contractions but knew I wasn’t in active labor. I called my mom, she told me she would call back. She called back at 6 am and she said she was taking the day off of work to watch the kids until the 4 o'clock boat when our friends were going to bring my car to the mainland and bring s&r to us at the hospital. Mil was supposed to be here at that point. My mom picked up the kids at 7:20 and joe and I headed to the airport. They had to bump two people onto the next flight because the first flight was full. We got on the plane, and two other islanders were on there that offered to give us a ride to the hospital. We got to the hospital around 8:45. They checked me and I was 3 cm. They could clearly tell that my water was broken, so they didn’t bother doing the swab test. They hooked me up to the monitors for an hour, and I was having small contractions so I asked if I could walk around. I did squats up and down this little ramp in an attempt to make the contractions stronger. They weren't getting stronger. MIL told us around 11:30 that they decided they weren't going to come up because my SIL couldn't find a dog sitter. Around 12:30, I was checked again and was only 4cm. I was so disheartened. I requested an epidural because I know pitocin can make things really painful. I got the epidural at 1:53 and they started pitocin. I was checked again at 4:37 and was only 5 cm. Joe had to go meet our friends to get the kids at 5:15 when they got off the boat with my car. He planned to bring them back to the room, but I texted him telling them not to come because Rowan was having decells into the 80's and they had me on oxygen and kept flipping me side to side. I played music to my belly in an attempt to get his heart rate up. It wasn't working. 6:08 midwife checked me again and it was time to push. I texted joe and he told me they were in the waiting room. I was terrified to be in there without him. I was (and am) pissed at my MIL for not being here when she promised. I was sobbing. Rowans heartbeat kept decelerating during pushing. His head came out and the midwife said "oh he likes his necklace," as she unwrapped the cord from around his neck. He was born at 6:29 pm, totally blue. I think I screamed. One of the nurses picked him up by his feet and I remember yelling at her to never do that again. She put him on my stomach and I rubbed his back with a swaddle blanket while he started slowly turning pink. The relief was unexplainable. I can't even begin to put into words the feelings I had. We waited for the cord to stop pulsing while I held him and rubbed him more. I then cut my own cord, which the midwife and nurse had never seen a mother do before, apparently. I had one of the nurses go tell Joee that we were okay, but he couldn't bring the kids in yet. At this point, the midwife was getting fidgety that the placenta hadn't come out yet. They had upped my pitocin twice to try to get it out, and it wasn't coming- so I asked if I could just push it out. I pushed (hard) 3 times and it was delivered. I had no tearing. Rowan was 19" and 6 lbs 6 oz. 6:55 pm, Joee brought the kids in and met his son for the first time. Rowan's hands and feet were still pretty blue, but his apgar was 8 and he was doing better. We were released at 8:30 pm Thursday, 4/6/17. We took the first boat home (9 am) on 4/7/17. He was down to 5 lbs 15 oz. Monday 4/10/17 I called for an appointment because Rowan looked yellowy. They weighed him (6 lbs 1oz) and immediately sent us off on the ferry because the doctor thought he was very yellow. We sat in the ER until midnight, when they brought his labs back to us and his bili levels were 12.8. They released us into my GP's care. I texted her in the morning and she said it was safe to come back to the island, because it was only slightly high. We've been monitoring it since, and it looks good. Went in for another check on Thursday 13th and Rowan hadn't gained any weight. He was still 6lbs 1 oz. The nurse pushed bottle feeding and suggested us going back to the hospital, but I asked for just one more day. He was 6lb2oz the next day. 4/17/17 (my due date/12 days old) he was back up to birth weight, 6 lbs 6 oz. Today (4/21/17 - 16 days old) he is 6 lbs 10.4 oz) and his coloring looks much much better. It's definitely been a hectic and scary two weeks, but he is here and healthy and absolutely perfect.
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