Inductions, Epidurals, Etc, Oh My...

So I promised in the last post I would update everyone on Annie's arrival and the Daddy drama. We found out Thursday evening that we would be induced on early Saturday morning. We arrived at the hospital at 7am and they really didn't do anything until I got an IV at 8:30.

After my arrival I had discussed with Dr. Gass about getting an epidural so that was the plan. They came in shortly after and did that. My anesthesiologist was GREAT. However, I did get a little woozy and nearly passed out. My blood pressure dropped until they couldn't even pick it up and my heart rate dropped into the forties. The baby didn't really like that and she didn't tolerate the next few contractions well. But then they let me lay down again and sprayed me in the face with something cold and things got back to where they were supposed to be.

Let me just now say that epidurals are wonderful things. I spent the next four hours of labor watching CMT and sleeping. I had to watch the monitor to see whether or not I was having a contraction. It was great....then the last thirty minutes the meds wore off and I could feel everything again, but that part was quick and Annie made her arrival.

So what about the Daddy drama you ask? Remember that Lil had the stomach bug early in the week? Yeah well we thought we were all through with that. UNTIL, on the way to the hospital Travis stopped and got him some breakfast and he took two bites and said it didn't taste right and threw it away. I really didn't think much of it until we got settled in the room and he started complaining that his stomach didn't feel right. Basically sometime while I was in labor he had to leave and go throw up. He tried to hide all this from me and kept telling me he was fine, but he kept getting paler and sicker. He sucked it up for my sake and managed to coach me through the last thirty minutes of labor and he was great. He is a champ at this by now, and I honestly can say I couldn't have gotten through any of the labors without him. He held my hand and helped me breathe and was doing great, until we got to the end and it was time to push. All of a sudden he left the room, and I knew what that meant. He was throwing up again, but he did manage to make it back in the room less that a minute before Miss Annie made her arrival.

By the time she was an hour old Travis had a horrible fever and chills and was vomiting so he had to go home and sleep it off. I was very sad that he missed the first few hours of her life without getting to hold her. Thankfully, the virus ran it's course in about 24 hours and he got to come back to the hospital and stay with us after Sunday afternoon. We were glad to have Daddy back!

He did manage to surprise me at the hospital with a dozen roses and doughnuts! He also brought Annie her first jewelry (which he also did for big sis when she was born. He said he wanted to be the first boy who bought them jewelry). Also the night before we went to the hospital he gave me a Pandora bracelet with all their birthstone charms and two little girl and one little boy charm. Yeah...I think we'll keep him...