At 35 weeks during my pregnancy I had went to labor and delivery and had to have labor stopped. I had consistent contractions that I first thought were just Braxton Hicks but turned out to be more. The shot they gave me to stop them was not the most enjoyable experience. It made my heart rate sky rocket and I was uncomfortable for the few days following. The nurse told me that it should keep any false contractions from happening for a week. She was right on the timeline of that because exactly a week later they started again but never became consistent enough to think anything was happening. My entire pregnancy was uncomfortable and a completely different experience than what I went through with Karsyn, so much that I was sure my labor would be hard and long. Boy, was I wrong.
At my 37 week appointment my OBGYN checked my cervix because my contractions started getting worse every day, I was dilated at a 2 and 80% effaced. During my check she asked me if I wanted her to sweep my membranes and I couldn’t say yes fast enough. I wanted this baby out more and more every day, not only because of how hard my pregnancy was but also because I was just so ready to meet our little Lo.
After my appointment my contractions started again immedietly. I felt these in my back, I had never felt back labor with Karsyn so this was a whole new experience for me. I was certain I had time or at least another week before she was make her apperance but my mom wasn’t so sure. She just kept saying “That baby is coming today! I just know it!” I laughed and rolled my eyes but still went to take a shower and get dolled up… just in case she was right. After my shower my contractions were becoming more consistent at 20 min apart on the dot. Every 20 minutes and they lasted about 45 seconds each. Trey was out of town 3 hours away and I called him just to let him know what was going on and told him he might need to come back home but I wasn’t sure yet. I started to fix my hair and do my makeup when I decided that if this baby really was coming today I was NOT ready. So I decided to call my sister and have her go to Target with me.
On the way to Target my contractions were 17 min apart and still only lasting about 45 seconds. I was keeping track of them because I knew if they got any closer, Trey needed to come home. We get to Target and the first thing I did was go to the restroom…. there it was… my mucus plug in all of it’s glory. I called Trey again and said “Okay, you need to come home. Stuff is happening!” He was in an appointment so didn’t get my call for a bit. Whitney and I spent way too much time in Target because by the time we left my contractions were every 7 minutes and lasted a minute every time. We rushed to my moms house and when I got there I ran inside to get Karsyn and my mom while Whitney threw all the Target bags in my moms car. GO FIGURE! No hospital bag… just Target bags… and no Trey…
My family being who they are all head up to the hospital and get there the same time we do, except for my step dad Troy. He was there before us waiting right at L&D with a wheelchair ready to take me in. I get in the wheel chair and the next thing I see is Momma C coming around the corner and my uncle taking ridiculous photos of me from his car. I told them they were crazy for coming so early that I was sure she wouldn’t be here until the next morning if she was really coming at all. We checked in at 5:50pm and about 45 minutes later my contractions were every 5 minutes, I was now dilated to a 4, and they decided it was time. Now THIS is the moment I started freaking out about Trey being 3 1/2 hours away. My step dad was able to call him and tell him to get here as soon as possible and I don’t even want to know how fast he was driving….
We get moved to the labor room and my uncle and Troy start bringing in all of our stuff. I mean, the cabinets were filled with Target bags because they didn’t know what I really needed and what I didn’t and it seemed like I was moving in for a month. At this point my water still hadn’t broke and I wasn’t in enough pain to get the epidural so I was just riding it out. My doctor came in around 7:30 and told me she was going to break my water but we could wait a little longer until Trey got closer so we did. Come 8pm we did the epidural and I was feeling good and then she broke my water. After my water broke it was almost as if the epidural stopped working and the tech had to come in and give me an extra dosage. I was so feeling every contraction and they were so frequent at this point that one wouldn’t even finish before the next one would begin but finally the epidural started working again.
10:00pm came around and Trey was still about 15 min away but I was dilated to a 9 1/2 and about ready to push. I prayed and prayed that he would make it and before I knew it the doctor was coming in with the tray getting everything ready and right as we were putting my legs up Trey walked through the door. I was so happy to see him but also anxious because it was time to go.
10:38pm Kaydyn Harlow made her entrance. It took only 3 pushes and she was here. The second I heard her cries I looked over at Trey holding Karsyn and they were both crying. Karsyn said “She’s here! Momma she is finally here!” and my heart was so full. She felt those emotions just like I did and just like Trey did. It was the most beautiful moment I have ever experienced in my entire life. Moments later Momma C cut the chord, just like she did with Karsyn, because Trey couldn’t stomach it. I got to experience the birth of my second daughter with the love of my life, my first born, my mother, grandmother, and my best friend. I wouldn’t have wanted it any other way. Such a horrible pregnancy led to the most amazing delivery and the sweetest little girl.