Aaron and Kristin Smith: Brooklynn Elizabeth Smith

So I decided I wanted to post Brooklynn's birth story so I can have it written down somewhere (that I wouldn't lose). So here it goes...

It was a Tuesday night (Nov 19th) and I was making dinner. I jokingly said to Aaron that I was going to make something spicy to see if she would come early. I made spicy sausage pasta (one of our favorites). We ate it and then started to watch TV. I started to get really uncomfortable with back pain and feeling lots of pressure in my lower abdomen. I told Aaron and he thought I was just having Braxton Hicks. We decided to go to bed but before we did I had a feeling I needed to put down a towel in case my water broke since my due date was coming up.

Well, good thing I put that towel down. At exactly 2:00am I rolled over in bed and felt a pop and then a gush. I ran to the bathroom thinking that I peed my pants (I guess pregnant women do that sometimes on accident). When I got to the bathroom another gush happened. So my final test before waking Aaron up was to go lay on the couch. In our birthing class they said that if you think your water has broken go lay down. I guess the babies head plugs up the hole if you are standing up so if you lay down the baby will shift and more amniotic fluid will come out. Sure enough it did. Now it was 2:15 and I woke Aaron up. I said "Aaron we need to go to the hospital... my water broke." His words were "are you sure... is this happening." I started to freak out a little bit because this really was happening. I got on the phone and called the doctor on call. She assured me that my water had broken and I needed to get my things and come to the hospital but to take my time. She could tell I was starting to freak out so she tried to calm me down. She said she was going to meet me when I got there. I called my mom to tell her my water broke. She told me she would get on the next flight to get to NJ and to call her when we got to the hospital.

I got some last minute things together (I had a feeling the day before that I needed to do laundry and clean the house) and aaron packed a bag. Now it was about 3:00 in the morning and we headed to the hospital. We drove through Highland Park (a small but busy town during the day) and not a soul was on the road. We joked around about how this would be the only time that would be the case. Aaron also joked that this was not how he expected things to go. He thought that I would start with contractions and then the water breaking would come later. He thought I would be screaming at him the whole way to the hospital but it was actually quite pleasant. We arrived at the hospital and parked the car. We hurried through the hospital to labor and delivery (still no contractions).

When we got to labor and delivery the nurse asked "how can I help you?" I thought to myself "Seriously." I said "I'm here to have a baby, can you tell me where to go." She showed me to my room and got me all hooked up and checked in. The medical student and resident came in and asked a bunch of questions (still no contractions). I kept having nurse after nurse come in and the med student and resident came back frequently and I later learned that I was the only person on the labor and delivery floor at the time.

They confirmed that my water had broken and that I was 3 centimeters dilated and wanted to start me on pitocin to speed things up. I guess since my water broke I had 24 hours to deliver Brooklynn before they would have to do a C section. The thought of being in labor for 24 hours freaked me out. I was sure that I wanted to get an epidural but wanted to experience labor pains for a little bit. The doctor came in and we discussed the pros and cons of the pitocin and decided against it because she felt I was progressing just fine. The contractions finally started and then I got uncomfortable. Throughout my whole pregnancy I had back pain so it really intensified during labor. Aaron was great at rubbing my back and helping me get into comfortable positions.

The doctor would come in every so often to check on me but couldn't check to see how much I was dilated because of risk of infection. By about 6:00am I was ready for the epidural (I experienced enough labor pain). Since I was the only one there the anesthesiologist was there in 15 min which was great. The birthing class nurse was telling us horror stories about making sure to get the epidural quick because some people have to wait hours till they can get to you. She came in and gave me the epidural which wasn't too bad. The only thing that was hard was when a contraction would come she would tell me to not move (which is really hard). After the epidural was put in my right leg was completely numb but my left leg felt like it was asleep (times 1,000). It was really uncomfortable so they gave me an extra shot of something and both legs went numb. Like numb to the point I felt like I didn't have legs. The doctor advised me to try and get some sleep so I zonked out. Aaron said he was too nervous that he couldn't sleep. He and the doctor sat on the couch and chit chatted. I would periodically wake up and be shaking or nauseous but the doctor said that was normal and I was just progressing. She said once the next doctor came on shift at 8:30am they would check me again. Aaron once again said that he didn't expect labor to be that way. He said "I would look over at you in the bed and you were just snoozing through your contractions" EPIDURALS ARE GREAT!!!

When the next doctor came on shift they gave her the run down and she checked me at about 9:30. I was a 9. She said that she wanted to do some practice pushes to be sure I was doing everything okay. So we did that and I couldn't feel a thing. They then turned down my epidural drip so that when I did actually start pushing I could feel what I was doing. About 30 minutes later I started to get a lot of pressure and the urge to push. My nurse (who was fantastic) came in and I started pushing. I pushed for an hour and a half before Brooklynn was born. By the end I was so exhausted I don't think I could have done it any longer. Also, I felt everything by the end because my epidural had warn off. Aaron was my saving grace. He helped count while I was pushing, got me ice chips, and cold washcloths. He put on calming music for me to relax during the break in the contractions. He later said to me "man that was brutal"... I said "I know".

When Brooklynn was born she came out with the cord wrapped around her neck. Before my last push the doctor said to stop pushing (which is really hard) because they couldn't get the cord unwrapped. They finally did and they placed her on my belly. Now this is the scary part. Before I started pushing the doctor said they would leave her on my belly as long as everything was okay. About 10 seconds after her being on my belly she was still blue and not crying. The nurse grabbed her and rushed her over to the warmer. I freaked out because I couldn't see her. Aaron and I were both crying from joy and now from fear. The nurse kept saying that it was normal but I knew something was wrong. Suddenly about 5 more doctors and nurses rushed into the room. My nurse kept trying to calm me down. A guy came over and said he was from the NICU and explained that since the cord was wrapped around her neck for so long she wasn't able to get the fluid out of her lungs or absorb some of it. They tried to suction it out but it wasn't helping. He said they needed to take her to the NICU for Xrays and to be on a CPAP. I really started freaking out and told Aaron he needed to go with her. He was worried because that meant that I would be left alone but my nurse said she would stay with me the whole time. The wheeled her up and my doctor finished working on me.

Right when Brooklynn was born was when my mom's plane landed. She tried calling us but neither of us answers so she knew something was wrong. Once they got Brooklynn taken to the NICU my nurse got my phone so I could call her. I was crying so she really knew something was wrong. Our friend Drew was picking her up and they were on their way when I called and my mom said that Drew started to drive really fast (and also went down a one way street when they got to the hospital). She got to the hospital right when they were wheeling me up to the NICU. By that time Brooklynn was off the CPAP oxygen and just hooked up to monitors. I finally got to hold her. The NICU lactation consultant came down and I fed her for the first time. After that I wheeled down to my postpartum room and we waited till Brooklynn could be released from the NICU (it felt like forever). By 8:00pm that night we had her back and boy was she cute. We spent the next 3 days in the hospital. I am so glad my mom was able to fly out because Aaron was in school and had a couple tests he had to finish. She stayed in the hospital with me so that Aaron could sleep at home to get enough rest for his tests. He would come to the hospital after class and in between studying. We were released from the hospital on a Saturday and since then we have been in love with our sweet Brooklynn. Here are some pictures to prove it!!