We arrived here 25+ hours ago, but still no babies. We have seemingly peaked at 6 cm. of dilation.
Things are not looking up in terms of giving birth as we had expected. The situation was such that every time there was a contraction, the baby was reacting to it by moving around, and then his heart rate would drop, then come back up after the contraction ended. This being the norm presently coupled with the fact that contractions are not happening unassisted (w/out Pitocin) is leaving us with few options.
The last intervention is the Epidural. We just got that installed. It's easing what has since this morning become excruciating pain, numbing Bess's entire abdomen, and stranding her in bed. The up side is that she is resting nicely now.
At this point it's looking like a C-Section is inevitable. There are no contractions without Pitocin, and with it, the baby is reacting negatively. At present it doesn't seem like there is much else that can be done. Dr. Katz has also mentioned that he is not "Overly Optimistic" This is not ideal, but would close this very long and drawn out process. The only other possibility is to start the Pitocin drip back up, with the hope that we can get some good contractions going again. Without the pain and with Bess a little more relaxed there is a possibility that she could still give birth to the baby vaginally. That would be great. But as optimistic as we are trying to be we are also being realistic.
The most important thing of course is that baby is healthy. Every single nurse and doctor who has been in the room (about 20 different people) has commented on how great the baby is doing and how good he looks. Our concern has never been wether baby has been okay in there, but how to get him out safely!




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Bah! I hate "Not optimistic"- those are the exact same words the Nazi used on us, they must really like that expression. I'm so sorry things aren't progressing as you'd hoped, but you guys will do what's best for yourselves and the baby. Rest assured, the finish line is approaching. It doesn't matter how you get there. I love you Bessie!
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