Bridger is here.... and this is the rest of the story

Well from my last post you know "The Plan" on how we were going to get my body going to deliver this little boy. I do have to say sorry for posting this so late I do realize that my son is now over a week old, but we dont have internet at our home so I had to wait till I could get to a computer.
Well we did as were supposed to I went in Monday night and the doc put the cervidil in and said good night. Yeah right good night, I had hard contractions and cramps all night long, finally about midnight I couldnt take it any longer and I knew I had to get some rest for the big day tommorow, so I caved and asked the nurse for a bynedryl.... didn't help I was still awake all night in pain. The nurse came in about 5 AM to check me and start me on the pitozin with all the hard contractions I had the night before and the help of the cervidil we had high hopes that I had changed at least a bit... but nope still dialted to a zero. So we started the PIT.
About 8:30 my OB had arrived in hopes to break my water... she came into check my and barely dialated to a 1. She said she would like to try to get the hook in to break my water... she was just about to give up and say she couldnt get it when "WHooSH!!" Old Faithful had errupted and to my OB surprise all down the front of her. My water had finally broke, my doctor looked at me and smiled, " there is no turning back now, we have to have a baby, and now I'm going to go change." It wasn't long and the contractions were getting stronger and right on top of eachother. I asked polietly if the nurse could put my water back in, and she just laughed. I had close contractions right on top of eachother till 12 when the came in and said we had maxed out the dozage of potizin and the wanted to check me again. Still dialated to barely a one the doctor said she might be able to stretch it to a 2 but it was a stretch, but defiently not a 6! (Thanks Rock Springs Memorial Hospital for some comedy relief for the whole Evanston Hospital through out my whole delivery) The nurse asked if I was ready for some pain medication, but I turned it down. I layed there for another hour with hard contractions right on top of eachother. My dad would watch them on the monitor with me and as I would come to another one he would talk to me the whole time about how we were walking top of the Mountain and when my contraction would peak he would say ok we made it to the top now were going to hike back down. It was nice to picture I mountain top and try to not focus on my pain. Finally I gave up I told Jon I cant do it anymore if I'm already having this much pain and I'm not even dialated to a 2, I have got a long road ahead of me. So I broke down and asked the nurse if there was anything else they could give me for pain other than the epidural. I was terrified of having a needle poked in my spine. She said yes and she gave me a shot to ease the pain, yeah it didn't do anything. Everyone was pushing for me to get the epidural and all I could do was cry. I could hear my doctor outside telling my mom to let me know it was ok and there was no shame in it. But all I could think of was this needle being jabbed in my back and I was thinking the contractions weren't that bad. My dad came in and asked me what was wrong and all I could do was cry. I'm a Mullins I'm supposed to be strong and I cant be. He laughed at me and told me it would be ok, and that I was strong. So I agreed to get the epidural there was a chorus of relief echoing the whole labor department and think the nurse ran from the epidural man. All I could do was cry I was so scared. He showed up and my dad held my hands the whole time. I noticed Jon hunched over in a chair to my left and I wondered if he was ok. The Epidural man carefully explained that he was going to poke me like at the dentist It would be a real quick poke and thats all I would feel, but I couldn't jump because thats when it causes problems. I said ok and he said Here I go real quick poke. Yep I jumped sky high, he hadn't even touched me yet. He explained again that was exactly what I couldn't do. At this point I noticed that Jon had completly left the room. My dad told me to focus on his hands and nothing else but his hands. So thats exactly what I did I put all my thoughts and energy on his hands which I was holding onto. I felt exactly what the epidural dude said a real quick poke and that was it. he thentold me he was putting in the cathider and I was to let him know if I felt any tingling in either one of my legs, yep my right ok so he adjusted it a bit, then ran the tape up mu back and he was done. I lived through the needle being stabbed in my spine. He told me I could get up and walk or do whatever I liked it was in now, but all I wanted to do was lay. I was still in alot of pain and very tired. He said you will feel 2 more contractions and that will be that. I layed back down and Jon came back and he held my hand I counted the contractions and about 4 or 5 more after I got the epidural I wondered to myself um... when he said 2 more was that literally or just an estiment. It was about 2 o'clock and I could still feel everything. My dad came back in and I told him I got hosed, my epidural didnt work. I got the bad one. The nurse came in a tapped my foot can you feel that? I said yes... she asked is it numb at all. I said yes my feet and legs are numb but passed that I can feel everything. So she said she was going to turn up my epidural and if that didn't help we would have him come back and see if he could give me something else. She said the put me on a low dose because of my heart, but the would turn it up a little. Then she said let me check you again just incase so we don't have any surprises. So she did and she said," wow your epidural is working its just not working fast enough you are dialated to a 9 and half your ready to have this baby." I started to cry again. Everyone cleared out of the room but my mom, jon, dr. evans, Barb the nurse, and the 2 nurses from the nursery. I told my mom and Jon I was scared and I didn't think I could do this the both re assured me that I could and that I didnt really have a choice cause the baby had to come out. The nurse explained what I was supposed to do and how mom and Jon were suppose to hold my legs and when the next contraction hit I was to push. The I heard PUSH!!! I yeld, " I dont know what I'm doing!!!" But I pushed anyway...This went on for a very long time same thing over and over. I would feel a contraction coming on and I would tell everyone ok here it comes and as soon as we got to the top of the mountain(thanks Dad) I would push. I watched the Doctors face the whole time looking for any reaction from her that would tell me if anything was about to happen, but I never saw anything. I was so tired and give out I didnt know how much longer I could go I asked if Becky could come in and switch cause I was done and had my turn, but everyone just laughed. The had a cold rag on my head and the nurse was using the dialation chart to fan me off. The  doctor laughed and said that was about all it was good for. I told them they should mail it to the Rock Springs Hospital. Oh yeah we are still pushing... I got to the point where I couldnt hold the pushes anymore I was too tired, the nurse asked if I wanted to reach down and feel my baby's head but I said no. I just wanted it to be over and see my baby. The doctor offered to help with the vaccum, I know it sound worse than it actually is. I made sure it was safe and that it wouldn't hurt the baby and then quickly agreed to any help. We continued to push and the vaccumed popped off I screamed and Jon jumped my mom ended up with blood on her, but the doctor yelled its ok keep pushing! So we kept pushing after 2 hours I felt the doctor pulling something out of me I looked down and saw the little ball of white mess. It reminded me of the intestines when you gut a deer. Everyone was still yelling for me to keep pushing but I stopped cause I knew it was over. I kept my eye on the white blob while the doctor cleaned out his eyes and nose and then I heard the greatest noise in the whole world. The noise I had been dreaming about for 9 months my sons first cry. I started to cry I had never cried that hard in my life Jon was hugging me and I just kept my eye on my son. As soon as she cleaned out his nose she just tossed him on my belly. I was surprised how heavy he felt. The first thing I noticed was how much he looked like Jon. I sat there holding my son and cried. I assured him they were good tears though. Then I let Jon hold him. They let us keep him with me for abput an hour before they took him back to the  nursery. I asked Jon to stay with him the whole time so he wouldn't be alone while my mom stayed with me. I was starving so they brought me dinner and after I was able to stand they said it was time for me to go be with my son. The gathered up all our things and moved us down to the nursery. The nurse knocked on the window and asked the hold my son up for me. She picked him up and I could see how long and skinny he was. He did look just like his Dad. He spent that night with us in our room. Thats the story... here are some pictures from the past week.
Bridger Carroll Spikes
March 9, 2010 @ 3:46 PM
6lbs 13 oz 21 in

Everyone is shocked by how much hair he has, and he has alot of hair all over his face and back he is very fuzzy. He has been a very good baby so far, he only wakes up 2 times in the night and he eats and goes right back to sleep. Its weird to finally be a mom, I keep thinking someone is going to show up and want to take him back and he has to go home. But I love this little man, and I'm very grateful everyday that God allowed me the oppurtunity to be his mommy.