June Charlotte Sorensen

 

** Warning: birth story ahead.


June,Junie B,June Bug,June Buggy,June Buggers. This is her story.


I was determined to let this baby come on her own. My other two babes were induced, and though the experiences were both easy and smooth, I wanted my body to start labor on its own this time around. I suppose that's what brought me to being 40 weeks and 4 days pregnant. At that point, I went along with my doctor's suggestion to being induced. For everybody's sanity. So I was scheduled to be induced early in the morning on Saturday March 9th. Scott and I went out to dinner one last time Friday night and settled into watch a movie before heading to bed. Just as we were dozing off to bed, the hospital called us at 11:30 pm to head in. This was it! We finished getting ready and on our way out the door, I had one small, slightly painful contraction. On our way driving to the hospital, I had a few more contractions, each increasing in pain. By the time we were sitting in admitting, I was convinced our baby had a mind of her own and that yes, I was in labor. We made our way up to the OB floor and before the nurse could finish telling me the "plan" for induction, I informed her that this baby was coming on her own. They decided to monitor me for an hour instead of giving me the planned medications. In one hour I dialated from 1 cm (which I had been for 2 weeks) to 4 cm. At that point, they agreed to let my body continue on its own without any induction medication. From the time I got there (12:30 am) to about 3:45 am, I worked through my contractions with breathing, some choice words and Scott's help until it was time for my epidural. At that point, I was nearly 8 cm dialated. The anesthesiologist came in, gave me my epidural and I secretly cheered for Scott for not passing out :)

We notified our parents of my progress and my parents decided to make their way to the hospital. My body has a way of doing labors fairly quickly. They checked me again, soon after my epidural and at about 4 am, I was 10 cm dialated, 100% effaced, but with my bag of water intact. They wanted it to break on its own, so there I sat...for nearly 2 hours...waiting. Thankfully, I was comfortable, felt no pressure and no urge to push. Finally at around 6 am, the on call dr. came in to break my water. She walked in and informed me that my doctor was on his way and that he would be the one to break my water. So again, we waited. 6:30 rolled around and in came my doctor to break my water. He did so and then left the room. I started practice pushes with my nurse for roughly 20 minutes until the baby's head was all the way down and ready to go. We were ready to grab the doctor, when we were told to stop pushing. He was delivering another baby and couldn't come in. So there I sat, for another 20 minutes, but this time with extreme pressure, the urge to push and orders to specifically NOT push. My day nurse had come in at that point, and thankfully, both of my nurses were great and we chatted until the doctor came in at just about 7:30 am. I pushed another couple of times and discovered the amount of pain I was feeling was certainly not epidural controlled to say the least. After a few short outbursts of crying and hysteria, I pushed her out and she was placed on my chest. I immediately though "she's huge!" I burst into (more) tears as Scott did too, I'm pretty sure. He cut the cord and I snuggled her for a few minutes while she cried up at me with intense furrowed brow. She came out a perfect 8 lbs 1 oz, and 20 inches long at 7:27 am.

 

 

Family came and visited, the kids adore her. Tucker says he could hold her for hours. We love her and can't imagine life without her. Scott is absolutely smitten and I'm pretty sure she could get away with anything as far as he's concerned. Here's to our June.