I know Michael posted the details on Facebook, but I'll put them here as well.
Wednesday morning I was so excited for it finally to be the day that I woke up extra early because I couldn't sleep. I waited for the clock to say 7:15 so I could call Labour and Delivery and tried to figure out how to phrase what I was going to say so that it would be a statement that I was coming in, rather than a question of whether I could or not. When I did call, they said they were too busy and couldn't accomodate me and that I could call back at 11:30 if I wanted. That was very disappointing and I kind of felt like if they were too busy then, chances were unlikely there would all of a sudden be a spot for me at 11:30. Aidan was also upset that the doctors were busy because he had plans to go to Shaun's house!
11:30 finally came and I called back only to learn that they were still busy - and filling up. I tried to elicit a little sympathy from the nurse I was talking to by saying that I was already 10 days over and my first was 10 pounds 2 ounces and I really didn't want a repeat of that and I really really wanted to go in and get this done! She was very sympathetic but there was only so much she could do. She offered to take my numbers and said if a bed opened up she would call me and if I hadn't heard from her by 4, to give her a call.
By then I was thoroughly depressed because I was sure I was going to have to wait another day, so I lay down on the bed and fell asleep. Aidan came and crawled in with me and fell asleep too but by then I was awake so I got up and had some lunch. Then the phone rang and it was Labour and Delivery saying they had a bed free!!!
That was at 3:00, and by 3:45 we were through patient registration, signed in at Labour and Delivery and in our room monitoring the baby's heart rate. The bed was sooo uncomfortable, but I had to lie there for half an hour to monitor the baby's heart rate, then I was allowed to get up, but as soon as my doctor got there to give me the gel, I was going to have to be back on the bed again for another hour. I had meant to take a picture of myself when I was really really pregnant but kept forgetting, so the plan was to take the picture right before I got changed into the hospital gown, but then we couldn't find the camera and the nurse came back in, so in the end, we still never got that picture!
My doctor arrived and gave me the gel at about 5:20 and then I got all hooked up to the monitors again. The contractions only took about 10 minutes to start and from there we were off and running. It seemed like when they started they were only about 2 minutes apart at the most and never really got much farther apart than that. By the end of the hour I was in a lot of pain, and the bed wasn't helping, so we tried out the shower. There was a birthing ball in the shower and it was the most awesome thing ever - it really helped to separate, relax and take pressure off of my hip joints which made the contractions a whole lot easier to deal with. The only bad thing about it was that it was so big, you couldn't position it without covering the drain, so about every 3 contractions I had to stand up, move the ball and let the accumulated water drain out. Even with that though, the shower was really great. I basically just sat on the ball and tried to breathe through the contractions while Michael held the shower head on me. We must have been in there for a good 40 minutes but it was getting a little sauna-like in the bathroom so we got out and I decided that it was time for some morphine - this was about 7pm.
I had to get back on that bed but thankfully they didn't have to hook me up to the monitors again. I got the morphine and the laughing gas at the same time and while I still think the gas doesn't do anything, it gave me something else to do to help control my breathing and distract me which was good. Almost immediately I started to feel like pushing but since everything was moving so fast and it wasn't a strong urge I waited for a couple contractions before getting Michael to go tell the nurses. They came to check me over and we asked about an epidural, but the anethestist (I have no idea how to spell that) was tied up with an operation for the next 45 minutes and there was another lady that was 'in line' before me - and then I heard them say that I probably wouldn't last that long. I tried to ask them to clarify - I wouldn't last 45 minutes or wouldn't last 45 minutes plus however long it took him with the other lady but I don't remember getting or hearing a straight answer. Either way it was getting pretty close - by 8:00 I started heavy pushing and by 8:13 she was born! Right near the end Michael and the nurses were trying to encourage me by getting me to push and then they started saying 'Okay! 1 last push!' but they said it like 3 times. Maybe that was when she got a little stuck, but I did that one last push 3 or 4 times.
Finally she was out and I remember lying there sort of bracing myself for the next contraction and next push and it was the best feeling ever to be able to relax and realize I was done. Her official stats are born at 8:13pm, weight - 9 pounds 10 oz (4365 g), length - 51cm, head circumference - 34cm, chest circumference - 37cm, dark brown almost black hair, dark blue eyes, bruised face, super dry skin, 10 fingers and 10 toes :) I asked to hold her right away so as soon as she was all cleaned up and wrapped up they gave her to me and she looked like she was rooting around so I fed her and she did a very good job. We had to wait in the delivery room for about an hour while they cleaned us both up, monitored us and got a room ready on the maternity side. Since it was getting close to 8:30, we asked if it was okay that Aidan come to the delivery room to visit and they said it was fine, so we called and Theresa brought him down to meet Keira. He had already been in bed, but looked very excited and proud when he walked in to meet his new sister. He climbed up on the bed and held her a little, stroked her face and looked at her, but didn't say much. Since then he's started referring to her as my baby - he'll say 'My baby cry for no reason every day' and has been very sweet to her, making sure she always has a teddy (or 3 or 4) to cuddle with all the time. I didn't think I would have much trouble with him, but I'm really happy that he's adjusting so well to having her around.
We thought she looked exactly like Aidan when she was born, but now that I've looked at baby pictures of Aidan and she's a couple days old I'm not so sure anymore. It may have just been the dark hair and super red face - and the fact that they're brother and sister. So far things have been going very well. In the hospital if I wanted to get any sleep at all I had to cuddle her through the night so I was a little worried that when we came home she wouldn't sleep by herself, but she did very well last night. She's been feeding about every 2 hours which is really hard to get used to but at least she hasn't been cluster feeding too much because that would drive me crazy! I am feeling really really good - I'm very surprised at how good I'm feeling especially because I remember how I felt after having Aidan.
My mom arrived on Thursday and Michael flew out for Wing's wedding on Friday, the same day I got home from the hospital. I was hoping to be home Thursday afternoon before Michael left, but Friday was fine too. It's nice having my mom here and I'm looking forward to Michael being home tomorrow. He's bringing BC Lions stuff for all of us including Keira - I'm sure she will be the cutest little BC Lions fan!
Today Aidan and my mom are going to the circus! Aidan is very excited and I'm sure he will have a wonderful time. He is really enjoying having his Mama here and spending time with her so it will be a special treat for them to go together. I'll post pictures of their circus adventure soon - along with more pictures of Keira :)