On February 7th i went into triage because I was having contractions every two minutes that were worsening. My wasn't dilated past 2cm, so they had me walk around to try and get me to dilate more but it only made my contractions even more unbearable so I went back to my bed. After getting in, my nurse checked me again and said I was still at 2cm, so she wanted to put me on the monitor and call my doctor. About five minutes later, they come in yelling at me to get on my back, breathe in the oxygen from the oxygen mask and take my pants off because my son's heart rate servely dropped.
I ended up having an emergency c-section because he had his first bowel movement in me and inhaled some of the merconium. They think it's because I had tons of fluid in my water that caused him to be stressed and poop.
Anyway, at 4:54am on February 7th my 7lb 2oz Oliver Noah was born! We're currently in different hospitals (because the hospital I'm at doesnt have a strong nicu) so I'm trying to heal so I can go see him. So far so good! 20hrs after my c-section and I was up and walking! :)