I got a bit of a surprise on Friday when I was called in by my OBGYN for what I thought was just a routine non-stress test. After monitoring the baby's heart rate for a while, my OB deemed it normal but then said, because of her IUGR diagnosis, he would like me to be induced...today (at 37 weeks, 2 days). A week earlier I had had my final ultrasound and her growth had significantly decreased again. The doctor mentioned this later, while I was in labor, but it seemed he had had a change of heart about our baby and been inspired to have me come in and deliver right away. He was worried about losing the baby. And I appreciate his vigilance. But I was very surprised.
After freaking out for a while and then getting all the details in order, Scott and I were in the hospital to be induced that evening. It wasn't the way I really wanted things to go, but most of this pregnancy was not the way I wanted things to go. But that's not really what matters.
Here I am ready to leave the house and head to the hospital to be induced.
And just under 24 hours later (yadda yadda yadda), baby Emma was born. The induction was not great. Nothing really went wrong. Things proceeded slowly, but not terribly so. I had to be hooked up to LOTS of machines. So many cords and tubes and things. And because of the circumstances of the pregnancy and coming in to have the baby so unexpectedly, I was an emotional wreck. But soon enough the pitocin did its work and I was ready to have the baby (20ish hours after getting to the hospital). Emma was born pretty easily after that. She had the cord wrapped around her neck two times and a true double knot in her cord that looked like a square knot, which the doctors and residents all oohed and aahed about because they had never seen one in a cord before. We wondered if that could have been the reason for her growth problems but they said it could be but not necessarily. They saved the knotted portion of the cord (and other doctors came asking about it over the next few days) and sent the placenta off to be tested, since it was another likely reason for Emma's growth problems. Some of the doctors said we were lucky she made it here safely with the cord the way it was. We are feeling very blessed.
She was tiny (5 lbs 8 ozs) especially when compared with our other children. But other than being small she appeared to be healthy and happy.
While we were in the hospital she had trouble regulating her blood sugar and had to be continually monitored for that. This was an effect of being so little. By the end of our stay she started doing better and regulating her blood sugar levels.
She is nursing well, but because of the blood sugar issues the doctors are having us supplement with formula for a few days.
Here she is with Scott
Sleeping
Scott got a better picture of her. Cute.
Mom and Emma's first selfie
My emotional state about this pregnancy/child can (and has) filled up many a long blog post. But to sum it up, I was worried. Even during and after the labor and birth I was very worried and emotional. These are big life events linked to strong emotions anyway. And there were lots of ups and downs along the way with this one. But finally today I stopped feeling so anxious and was able to feel just happy and grateful that she is here safe and healthy. Babies are a miracle. And I'm grateful for our little miracle. I think she may have been prayed to safety by people who care about us. I don't know. We're so grateful for our early Thanksgiving gift.
Her vital stats: Emma Ruth Guptill
born Saturday, November 8th, 5:37 pm.
5 lbs, 8 ozs, 18 1/2 inches.
















