Who names their kid Evrett? Well lets go even further. Evrett is a fung shue spelling for Ev-er-ett. It all started when Evie was being nicknamed Everett. Casey hated that my family called her Everett. We specifically named her Evie because if we named her Evelyn, there was a good chance she would be called, Eevee or Evie! Then comes my family giving her (ideally short name) a longer somewhat more complicated nick name. And Casey hated it. Then he got over it (rather quickly). Months-year go by, and I get pregnant. Casey and I both knew it would be a boy. We just knew. And from the beginning, I worked with Casey in becoming comfortable with different boy names! I have always loved the name Russell, but recent family and friends named their sons Russell and I just want my childrens names to be different and special. Casey's top List was Maximus, Mac and someother not even worth mentioning. SO can you see already how Evrett was a wise choice so far? Weeks before my due date I was stressing (for more reasons than others and i'll get to that later) and Casey would not even come up with legit possiblilities! Thats when Casey decided Everett had potential because he served his mission in Washington, Everett. THEN I immediately hated the idea. It was weird enough that my family already called Evie, Everett, and the name is just weird to say the first couple times. Then came D-Day, and can you guess what happened? Casey took one look at our handsome son and said, he looks like an Everett! Now here is where I bring the unnecessary weird spelling of Evretts name. It honestly was repulsive to me to call him Ev-er-ett. So, I compromised with Casey buy using a spelling of Ev-er-ett that would be 2 syllables, instead of 3. So thats why his name is spelled Ev-rett. Because who needs an extra syllabol in their name? Its just Evrett!!!! 2 weeks after he was born I could finally silently call him Evrett:) I call him Rett. (Yes, just like Rhett butler from Gone With The Wind)
Now we can begin the Birth story:)
After I stopped throwing up everyday and had energy to put on makeup and clothes, I began reading books and blogs and felt it would be ok, and that I could probably handle a natural, unmedicated birth at the hospital. I made it pretty good with evie on pitocin, so why not try it naturally and this time not get induced and let nature take its course?
Well around 36 weeks, I was dilated to a 3+. This was shocking (and lets clarify, also NOT an indicator that labor is anywhere close) but still shocking and exciting and I made the mistake of telling people. So for a week I got texts and calls asking if I was in labor. At my 37 week appt, I was dilated 4+. then I started to panic. Some women get to the hospital in labor and are only 2 cm dilated! So then I made Casey nervous and anytime I had a contraction or anything he got nervous. Anytime I texted him while he was at work his heart raced a little bit, thinking I was telling him to head to the hospital. At my 38 week appt, my Dr concluded he would induce me (mostly because I was concerned giving my family history that If i wait too long i'd have a huge baby and have have an emergency c-section). Plus honestly I was DONE. So here is where my natural birth plan turned into a not natural birth.
My sweet mother insisted we stay at her house until my induction date, because she lives 10 min from the hospital and I live 25 minutes away, and if I go into labor in the middle of the night, Evie would already be in bed there and it all made sense! The dr. also stripped my membranes so we were all thinking i'd go into labor that night especially since I was 4+ cm. Well nothing happend and 4 nights later (staying at my parents house) came the night before my induction date. Then D-day came. My induction was scheduled at 9:30. I called a few hours prior to that and they said it was busy and they'd call me when I could go in. It was raining and I heard how the baramatic pressure can naturally induce women into labor. Well, they finally called around 12:30 and said to head over as soon as possible, so my mom drove us with Evie and took our picture and left us to get signed in and everything.
After waiting 5 minutes to get seen, I notice a pregnant women walking in and I immediately thought, Ohhh... she's in labor and theyre gunna push us back even further! Well, yes. that happened. so we waited another 45 min. and they finally got us all checked in. While they were checking us in and putting the finishing touches on, the lady received a call that a few other women were having contractions and coming in. I started to panic! She then told me that we were already in the system and will get started right away! Talk about relief. But she even said herself that it was raining and itt gets buys when it rains.
I had tested positive for the Group B Strep and so I had to be hooked up to an antibiotic for 4 hrs before they could even begin the pitocin. After the nurse hooked me up, she checked my cervix and said, "wow, You're half way there girl, you are at a 5! You should have a quick and easy labor and delivery". This was comforting. Well after the first round (4 hrs) of the antibiotics, Dr. Huish came to check on me and because of his scheduling, had me put on another round (another 4 hrs) of antibiotics. But they also started a low dose of pitocin.
I was doing pretty good for being 5 cm dilated. I had some contractions but nothing painful until the pitocin kicked in. after about 2 hrs, I started having to really breathe through the contractions, and I was on a 6 pain level on a scale of 1-10. I didnt want to be in pain though. I was tired and I honestly was wanting an epidural so I could sleep. I told this to Casey and he lovingly said, If I need it he wont talk me out of it, but he said I'm doing so great and he'd help me and we can do it! Thats exactly what I wanted to hear! But then 30 min later, they started getting more painful. So I just decided I wanted an epidural (which I regret because I could have done it, I know I could have) After the epidural was in place and working its magic, she did a cervix check and I was at a 7+ almost 8. Then since I was medicated she bumped up the pitocin to the max (which I realize sounds like a heck of a lot of meds and stuff for a preggo woman).
Around 9 p.m, (2hrs later) I felt like I had wet myself! I told Casey, I'm pretty sure my water broke, should we call the nurse? He called the nurse. she came in and checked me and said yep! your water broke! she also said my contractions werent close enough together to do any pushing so just hang tight and she'll come back to check on me.
Well an hr and a half later, I was in PAIN. pressure MAJOR pressure and only on 1 side! UGH! my fault I guess for getting an epidural. I was uncomfortable and felt like my hips were going to explode! I told Casey, "just look under the cover and see if his head is out because it feels like my legs are seperated from my body!" He calmly said, lets just call the nurse! The nurse came in and I told her i was in pain and how I felt so she lifted the covers and said, Oh! how about we have a baby! I was so excited! She continued to say that we will try a couple pushes to see how things will progress and if things are going very quickly then she'd call the dr. So she got things situated and had me do a couple pushes and then told me if she ever said to stop that I will HAVE to stop pushing. After 15 mins of checking and pushing only about 3 times, she told me to STOP. She explained that Dr. Huish must deliver all his baby's. He gets upset if he doesn't make it in time. It was around 11:30 when she called Dr. Huish and then around 20 min later he showed up! We made bets to see if this baby would be born before midnight or not. Well, at 12:04 a.m on August 20th, 2014, Evrett Casey McDowell was born. 6lbs 14oz. 21.5 inches long. Just before this picture is when Casey knew his name would be Evrett.
Evie loves him:)
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