Born: August 26th, 2016
7 lbs 5 ounces
This is Summer's birth story and to have a birth story we must start at the beginning. I was about 7 weeks pregnant when we found out, I decided to take a test after being so tired all the time and popping TUMS non stop. (To get personal here.. my periods have always been very irregular.. so that has never been a sign for me) When I went to my first Doctors appointment they measured the baby and looked at my LMP. Summer measured 5 days smaller on the ultrasound but they decided to keep my due date from my LMP. Around 16 weeks I did that test for down syndrome and it came back positive but our chances where still very low, I think it came back around 1/120. After meeting multiple times with the specialist she thought that it probably just came back positive because my due date was wrong. She thought my due date should be Sept 7th! Almost two weeks later. When you are pregnant that is never good news. After talking with my Doctors they felt the specialist was wrong and the ultrasound at my first appointment was more accurate so they kept my due date at August 26th.
Since Summer was such a big surprise we decided to keep the gender a surprise too. After multiple failed attempts to get me to go into labor "naturally" I went in for another appointment around 39.5 weeks. My Doctor told me that she thought the baby was getting big and since my last baby (Carter) was 9 lbs if I wanted to try for a VBAC (vaginal birth after cesarean) she thought it was smart to be induced. So we set the appointment on my due date of August 26th.The hospital called me the night before being induced and said that they were full of times but to call in the morning to see what time I could come in. When I called the next morning around 7 they told me to come right in. Well I was not ready! I thought they would give me a time.. a few hours or something! So I we rushed to get ready, get the kids settled with family and off we went!
We both had thought Summer was a boy. The night before we were talking with our friends about names and we had written down about 3 different options for boy names. I said to Jeremy "Okay lets talk about girl names." He said, "No its not a girl, we don't even need to think about it." So off we went to the hospital with not one girl name in mind.
We arrived, got checked in, and they started me on a small amount of pitocin. At 10 AM I started walking around to try to get things going but nothing was happening. Around noon they decided to break my water and continued to up my doses of pitocin. I always like to feel the contractions and be in actual pain (just for a little while) but around 1:30 they were really starting to hurt so I asked for my epidural. By 2 I had my epidural and was feeling great. At 4 I asked them to make sure the baby wasn't posterior like Carter. When she checked me I was at a 5 and she said the baby might be a little turned so she gave me this thing they call the "peanut" to see if it could help turn the baby. I called my Mom who was coming back from Salt Lake to let her know I was still at a 5, she was on her way but there had been a crash at the point of the mountain so it was taking her a while. At 4:30 I started feeling a lot of pressure. So they checked me again and I was at about a 7.5. I called my Mom again to tell her to hurry. Around 4:45 I knew I was ready to push. My Dr was delivering 4 babies around that same time so I had to wait until a little after 5 to start pushing. I called my Mom again and she still wasn't there. I started to cry knowing she wouldn't be there. This would be my first delivery with just Jeremy and I but it turned out so perfect that way.