Oliver Irving Butler-birth story. Pictures next post

As I said. I was going to take castor oil yesterday. I did it. About 3pm I took 2oz knowing that most say to take 4oz. So I wanted to see if it did anything before I took all 4. So I took it and then got cleaning and playing with my boys and such. The boys got to bed and Robert went to bed about 8pm. I took the last two oz not thinking the first two did much. Resumed cleaning. No I didn't have major yucky poos. As I had been in labor for a long while now this could only have helped me. Anyway I cleaned. I decided that since Wendy was coming I wanted it to be super obvious for her and not a "where the heck is this thing" kind of taking care of two boys moment. I even cleaned the laundry room sinks. They were sparkling. No I have no clue how I fit my fat belly and self back into that tiny corner but let me tell you they looked AWESOME! After I had cleaned and ate and drank (water) my self silly I decided to take a bath and read for a bit. You know since they say once you relax and all the contractions go away. Not really true for me but hey I was doing what they tell me to (minus the whole don't take castor oil deal..I can only break one rule at a time I suppose). So they didn't go away and actually got the tiniest bit worse in the bath. I did not get excited but decided to just wait it all out. So I went to bed and slept for like 2hours before I woke up and was like...ok these are worse so I guess lets go in again and try to get admitted. HA! Anyway I woke Robert up and we went (Lisa Fisher, bless her! came to watch the boys until Wendy could make it up) It was about 3am when we got to the hospital. They said I was only a 4 (STILL!!! WHAT THE HECK!) but I should walk around and see what happened. Yep heard that before but whatever I will do it I am already here. So we walked until I started seeing stars and slightly blacking out during contractions. This scared Robert who had to hold me up while I "walked" haha. We went back to triage where I think I asked for water but was mostly so in pain I asked when they could stab me in the back. I mean when I could please have an epidural. NO I will never have a natural birth...I never want to be in that kind of pain. She told me she would have to check me. I was finally a 5!!! So they kept me. TWO WEEKS of contractions for that! Three trips to triage, one for water breaking (it sealed again), one to get checked for contractions suggested by the midwife, and one for this finally at a 5! I swear it was like five hours of incredible pain but Robert tells me it was only 4:30 when they started rolling me upstairs. They had to get me hooked up to an IV and could only get a vein in my elbow along with 45min of walking. So really not very long. I swear it was forever though. We got up there and I wanted to pretty much kill everyone. I couldn't stand anyone's voice. Robert tried to really sweetly ask me to be a bit more polite and remember how nice I was while in labor with Alestair and Emmett. If I had anything to throw I probably would have chucked it him. I feel bad now. He was nice enough to hold me together though (even through my insane meanness). I asked for the "epidural man" a billion times a minute and reminded them that he should not be speaking in the hallways and was taking too long. He finally showed up. Robert says that it was just after 5 now. It took him a bit to get set up. Our hospital has been insanely busy in the having babies area so they were having to find things as they were just getting restocked. Robert left for this part. They don't let the dads in the room while the moms get stabbed with a huge needle. Strange, I know.  So anyway the epidural man told the nurse "I think I am going to do a spinal block for her she seems to be going very quickly". In my mind I said "You THINK??!!! I am probably a 7 now because I can kind of see the end of these stupid contractions Thank you!" But I held that in my head as I was trying to not move. He stabbed that in and wow I loved that spinal block! Then he did the epidural which takes a little longer to take effect. It was around 6am now. They got me into the correct bed and started taping my back up and all that and my midwife and Robert came in. Epidural man still hadn't left. I was going to have to sign papers but my midwife said she wanted to check me and break my water while the papers got finished and ready for my signing. Yeah well she checked me and my water broke on her (In my mind I thought "serves you right" I mentioned I was super mad right?) She said I was an 8...which means I was right when I said I was a 7 while getting poked in the back. She felt Oliver's position and said she thought he was about 7lbs. They told me that since my water broke I would probably be feeling the need to push soon and they were going to have me sign papers and then give me a catheter. Which didn't happen. I told them I wanted to push now. They didn't believe me and epidural man didn't want to be there for that. I think he said "I shouldn't be here!" It was after 6am now, shift change is 7am. My midwife checked me again not really believing me and said "wow yeah get ready!" I pushed. They told me to take breaks if I wanted and to breath and let go of your legs relax a bit but I told them no I know what I am doing (I was very mean and again very mad). So after 3 pushes "little" Oliver was born at 6:23am! His shoulders were nearly stuck. He was put into my arms right away and we could all see he was not 7lbs! He looked right at me and then tried to nurse. Robert called him Emmett right away. He looked just like Emmett! His face was bruised from the quick delivery-even the white of one of his eyes. Robert and I fully expected to have him at like 3pm but apparently our babies like the morning of things (7:56 Alestair, 4:03 Emmett, 6:23 Oliver). My midwife was impressed! I didn't need stitches and felt amazing! Seriously didn't feel like I had just had a baby. After weighing him we found out he was 9lb 4oz...yes BIG. Robert ran home to get the boys and Wendy around 7am. It was crazy. I barely had time to get settled in the room before having him. Alestair and Emmett were so excited to see him Alestair was also very worried about the tubes in my arm. Emmett was shaking with excitement.

Now go look at pictures thats what you want to see anyway.