The long awaited expectation of Cort Richard Robison's arrival finally came on November 21st, 2010. Although the majority of the pregnancy seemed to fly by it's amazing how long and busy those three weeks leading up to his birth were. Saturday, November 6th I scheduled to attend a boutique as a Discovery Toys vendor. I was very nervous that I may go into labor and not be able to sell at the boutique. After Kent & I finished working we went down to my sisters house to pick up Braxton and eat dinner. On the way home we stopped off at our friends Nate & Jerusha's house to play games. We had a great time.
Upon returning home late that night I found quite a bit of moisture when I went to the restroom and became concerned that perhaps my water had broken. I called the midwife and she instructed me try and to labor at home and if I wasn't in hard labor by morning I should probably have the hospital check me. I then proceeded to pack my bags in case we ended up heading to the hospital. The next morning there was no labor so we dropped Braxton off at the bishops house to go to church with them and Kent and I headed to the hospital to be checked. We were then sent back home and were told it was a heavy discharge that proceeds labor.
The following three weeks I had multiple signs that my body was preparing for labor which put Kent and I both on high alert thinking that any day could be the day. We had scheduled an induction date of November 22 so if I didn't go into labor on my own we knew I would have him by then. At my appointment on Friday, November 19th I had become tired of waiting for so many weeks on such high alert. Because of that I had my midwife strip my membranes and within the hour my body started to have contractions. I had contractions off and on through that night as well as Saturday, but nothing consistent or hard.
Saturday night the midwife called and told me she had a family obligation at 5 o'clock on Monday night and if I didn't have my baby by then her partner would have to deliver my baby. She gave me two other options to be certain she could deliver him. The first was to induce me on Sunday and the second would be to induce me on the Wednesday before Thanksgiving. Kent and I quickly opted for Sunday.
Sunday morning at 6:30 am we called the hospital to see if there was room for me to be induced and lucky for me the first big winter storm that had rolled in that night had put numerous women in labor and my little bit of labor had stopped so therefore I would have to wait. Around 10 am we got a call asking if we could be at the hospital in an hour. We hurried and took off only to find that in the time it took us to get there more women had come in and we didn't have a nurse. They took us to our room and we watched tv while we waited for a delivery nurse.
Around 12 or 12:30 pm my midwife came in and said that even though we didn't have a nurse she didn't see any reason for me to wait around so she'd go ahead and get me started. She was only able to brake my outer bag of water because my bag was so tough. She then told us we could go walking and so we did. We walked for about 30 to 40 minutes and then went back to the room to be monitored. When we came back we met our nurse. After about 20 to 30 minutes of being on the monitor we decided to go walking again in hopes to speed up the labor. Again we walked for a good 30 to 40 minutes and then came back to be on the monitor.
After a third round of walking which ended around 4:00 pm we talked with the midwife about starting me on pitocin to get me progressing. We decided to have her check me and see how much I had progressed and then if I had not she would put me on pitocin so I could get the baby here. Around 4:30 pm she checked me and just from checking me my inner bag of water broke and without the need for pitocin I was sent into hard labor. I tried laboring for a moment on a ball, but that did nothing for me. I labored for quite a while in the tub and then got out and labored a bit in the room. It seems that this time I was quite a bit louder than I was with Braxton. In fact I kind of groaned/sang through the pain.
Once I got out of the tub though I don't recall much else until they checked me and I was very close to delivering. At that point they started to get things ready for the delivery. I had wanted to squat and this time I was willing to get into the position at that point. I remember asking my midwife if I could push yet and being surprised when she said yes. At that point I was so eager to be out of the pain of delivery that all I could think of was to keep pushing until he was out. Because I was squatting I felt like I was more in control and so I pushed and pushed until he was here. Kent tells me it was about a half an hour that I pushed. He was born quite quickly at 6:51 pm. He weighed 7lbs 14 oz and was 19 inches long. He must have come down the birth canal quickly because he had a very bruised forehead and nose and had broken blood vessels in his eyes that have taken weeks to heal.
I felt really lucky to have the opportunity to nurse him right away and to enjoy him laying right on my bare chest right after birth. I even had the opportunity to rub the vernix into his skin. After I was stitched up from my tearing and Cort had been checked out we were taken to our recovery room. I was eager to get to sleep that night so Kent left to go get Braxton and head to bed himself between 9:30 and 10 pm. About 10:15 or so he called me and asked if Braxton could come meet his brother. He was just too eager to meet him that he couldn't wait until morning. So Braxton and Cort met for the first time at 11:00 at night and Braxton has loved and adored his brother Cort ever since. It's been a real joy to see the love he has for his brother. We have been thrilled to have Cort be a part of our family and we look forward to spending more time getting to know him.
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