Baby Isaiah Brandon Piggott has arrived!

IT'S A BOY!!!

Hi everyone. Once again, I have been slacking in my posts. But this is one I have to make time to do. Our little angel has arrived...9 wks early! He is in the NICU and will be there for a while. Here's the scoop as I recall them. Sorry if this is a little TMI for some of you.

Saturday morning, I got up to get Micah ready for karate and I noticed blood. I woke Antwan up and said get dressed, we have to go to the hospital because I was bleeding. This was about 8:20am and by 9:15, we were on our way to the hospital. I was taken to triage for evaluation. They monitored me, checked my cervix- which was closed and long. I was told that I probably would not be going home as they wanted to watch me for 24 hrs since the bleeding was concerning. With all the procedures I had done, they didn't know if the red (new) blood was from the cervix or the placenta.

So I was off to the Perinatal unit for more monitoring. Things were fine. Contractions had had slowed and I figured I would be released the next morning. Well later that evening, I began having cramping in my lower abdomen. It was getting really uncomfortable. Drinking water, emptying my bladder and laying on my side were not helping. I had my nurse come in so I could tell her about it. She checked me and said I was 2cm dilated and 75-80% effaced. I was in shock. She talked to the Dr. and they decided to get an IV started in case I needed it. The pain was getting to the point that I felt better when I was up walking around or on all fours in the bed. About 45min later, I was checked again and I was at 3cm dilated. I am having contractions-and they were completely different from what I remember with Micah. Now I was getting a little more worried. The Dr. came in and said I would be getting a drug to stop contractions.

At this point, I was moved to Labor and Delivery as they said it was safer in case I delivered. By the time I got over there, I was having to breathe and really concentrate on getting thru the contractions. I had called my friend AM to come as I was actually having contractions. She got to the hospital about 5 min after I got to Labor & Delivery. She helped me so much. I was checked shortly after and I was at 4-5 cm. I received a does or Stadol to take the edge off the contractions. OMG!!! That was some gooooooooooood stuff. I was in heaven! After going through more labor pains, I was checked again and was at a 6. My other friend Feli came with her camera (as requested). Thanks girlie. I wanted another shot of the Stadol, but when I got it, it just didn't work the second time around. I went thru the rest of my labor breathing through the contractions. Once I hit 8cm, the Dr. came in as well as the nurses from he NICU. They all had been briefed as to my situation and were ready. I didn't notice all the people in the room until the Dr. told me I needed to turn on my back and put my legs in the stirrups as I was losing a lot of blood. (Here I thought I was just urinating on myself...HA!)

We had to wait for the neonatologist to get there but I was getting that urge to push. I was only still at an 8 and my bag of waters were bulging. He finally arrived and Dr. Nichols broke my water. I didn't go to 10 right away. It took about 5 min. Everytime I had a contraction, the Dr. would put her hand inside to help with dilation. I HATED this extra pressure and pain and kept telling them not to touch me. I just wanted to get the baby out. So finally I was at a 10. The Dr. said ok...on your next contraction, I want you to push. She was trying to give me some other instructions, but all I heard was push so that I did. It felt better to do that. When another contraction hit, she repeated her request to bear down and push but this time, I heard "grab the back of your legs and push." I did it and pushed. It felt like I was having a bowel movement. At one point, I felt what I thought was a little "poo" come out. Everyone was getting so excited. I had made good progress. I took another breathe curled myself around my belly and pushed. I felt myself jerk and felt immediate relief. Baby Isaiah was out!

He didn't cry so I didn't know what was going on. I was waiting to hear something but never did. I began to cry as I didn't know what was happening. Eventually, the neonatologist came over to talk to me. He told me congratulations. I asked him if my baby was alive and he said yes. I don't recall anything else he said.

Isaiah weighed in at 3lbs 15oz and 16 1/2 in long. He was put in an isolette and wheeled over to me for a quick peek then off to the NICU he went.

I will save the medial updates for later posts as this is already long enough. I will, however, leave you with some pix I got later that evening. I hope you enjoy looking at this beautiful baby as much as Antwan and I do.