Things progressed through the night and at around 1:30am we thought we may be meeting our princess very soon. Andy was so sure that he sent word to the grandparents (that were waiting at our house) to go ahead and come to the hospital. Well, that was wishful thinking because we hit a wall around 3:00am Sunday morning. I had advanced to 9cm, but that was as far as things would go. My contractions were slowing in frequency and intensity and I was still at 9cm 3.5 hours later (6:30am). By this time we were completely exhausted and I was tired of feeling so much pain and we had a heart to heart with the doctor. She recommended an epidural so that we could get some rest and see about getting me the final centimeter. Even though it was not part of our original birth plan, I quickly agreed to the epidural....enough is enough! (especially when you have been stuck at the same point for 3 and a half hours!). So at 7:00am I got the epidural, Andy and I got an hour or so to rest, and I began pushing at 9:15am. Olivia Grace arrived at 10:46am on Sunday the 14th and was worth every single pain and frustration! What a moment!
Olivia aspirated meconium during the delivery and was hurried off to the Level II nursery where they began oxygen and antibiotics because her respiration and oxygen levels were not where they should be. The neonatologist picked up her case and provided us with many updates regarding her progress. Andy was by Olivia's side in the nursery while they worked on her, but I was confined to the bed for a few hours since I had needed the epidural. That was a hard few hours because I had no idea what was happening with our little girl.
Snuggling up with Mommy; something we both really needed!
Andy and Olivia get in a nap not long after we arrived home.