- 3 years ago
- Wedding: June 2012
I’ve been a member here for some time, and although my DD will be 2 in 10 days, I never posted her birth story.
Seeing that I’m getting all emotional about her impending birthday, I figured I would post her birth story for all to read 🙂
I will preface by saying that my pregnancy was full of surprises. I’m an exceptionally healthy person, but pregnancy took its toll on me. From weeks 5-17 I spotted for unknown reasons. At week 22 I wound up in the ER and diagnosed with Hydronephrosis (my uterus was blocking my kidney from draining), which required multiple surgeries and hospitalizations. By week 36-37 DD was IUGR, likely from the stress of my pregnancy. Despite it all, I enjoyed every moment and kept a positive outlook.
I had entered pregnancy wanting to do everything 100% natural, but because of all my complications, this became difficult. I swore I wouldn’t be induced, have the epi..nothing.
When DD was diagnosed IUGR and her stress tests were getting a little troublesome, my OB suggested an induction. I reluctantly agreed.
On Sunday, October 9th, at 38w 4d, I went in and was not dilated at all. They inserted cervical gel and sent me home for a few hours. I spent the day tidying up while DH put the rest of our firewood in the shed.
When we went back to the hospital for my check up after my first round of cervical gel, the doctor found that I still wasn’t dilated (despite having mild, inconsistent contractions since the first application). So he gave me a second round of gel and decided I should be admitted for the night (which I hadn’t expected).
Once I was given a room, DH went home for a bit and I decided to walk around the hospital for a while to get some contractions going. I went up and down every level for hours. Once DH got back to the hospital we watched some tv(Amazing Race!) for a while and the nurses hooked me up to the monitors to see how baby and I were doing. At around 10pm, my nurse came back in to take me off the monitor. Right as she was removing one of the bands from my tummy, I felt a pop (DH was lying on the bed with me and felt it too) and a lot of pain. I was like, “holy, that hurts, what is that baby doing in there?” I kind of thought it might be my water, but after waiting a few seconds, nothing came out, so I just figured that it was from the baby. Once I was fully off the monitors, I got up to go pee, and instead had a steady gush of fluids come out. I looked at the nurse and said, “holy! my water just broke!!” I don’t think the nurse believed me at first, so she took my pad to test it for amniotic fluid (she never did come back to let me know if it tested positive or not. By the time she was back, I was obviously in labor).
My nurse encouraged me to try to get some rest, so DH and I tried to get to sleep, but by 11:00 I was in so much pain that I had to get up and move around. Things were moving fast. I was shaking really badly and really uncomfortable, but breathing through my contractions was fine. The nurse encouraged me to go into the shower for a bit to help with the pain, so I did. It was only mildly effective. More annoying than anything. The nurse went to get me a birthing ball as well (which I never used).
When she returned, and I was out of the shower and still in a lot of pain, she decided it might be a good idea to check my dilation. I was a 3-4 at that point. I don’t remember what time it was, but I am pretty sure it was around 12:00am. She decided it would be a good time to move me from the maternity ward, over to L&D. I was contracting so hard at this point that I couldn’t walk whenever one hit. No breathing or concentration was helping at all!
When we got to L&D (across the hall), things got really crazy. I told the nurse right away that I wanted drugs, and for them to call the anesthesiologist to get me an epidural. They knew my original plan was to go med-free, but I made it clear that my original plan was out the window. If I felt this awful at 4cm, how was I going to manage getting to 10?! I was sure I had so much longer to go. All of my attempts to focus were frustrating and not working and I was freaking out.
By the time the anesthesiologist got there, it was around 2:30am I think. I was in a lot of pain so I didn’t notice, but DH later said that he looked really unimpressed to be there at 2am lol. I had been given nubain and gas and still was getting no relief. It felt like forever for him to get out all his tools, prep me and get the epi done. Every contraction was awful and I was sure I was getting close to pushing. A couple of times my body tried to push and I really couldn’t control it. Part of me wanted to speak up and tell my nurse, but the other part of me was terrified and just wanted the Epi. I was in so much pain and needed some kind of relief. Once the epi was in though, I felt like a new person.
As soon as the anesthesiologist left, the nurse checked my progress, and wouldn’t you know, I was 10cm. Now that I think about it, I am shocked I went from a 3 or 4 to 10 in a matter of a couple hours!
Rather than get me to start pushing, the nurse decided I should wait about an hour just to let the baby move down some more and to let the epi wear off…I think it was on for a whole 5 minutes. lol
I’m not sure on the timing after all of this, but I think I pushed for about an hour.
The pushing was a little frustrating, but DH was SO encouraging. When the nurse showed him that she could see the head when I was pushing, he got really excited. That *really* helped me get through pushing. At first, I couldn’t really feel if I was pushing effectively. I pushed on my side for a bit, then sitting up slightly in the bed. The nurse set up a mirror for me so I could see while I pushed and that was REALLY helpful. I could see that she had dark hair!
It was intimidating when the OB on call came in and they set up the massive tray of “tools.” I was so scared that we’d need forceps or the vaccume or an episiotomy, and that really made me want to make sure I could get this baby out on my own. Luckily, the OB on call is freaking awesome and really didn’t interfere at all. He told me when I was pushing well and just watched quietly until it was time to catch her.
DH was so excited for me to have her and really gave me the strength I needed to keep pushing when it was getting tough. The feeling was really intense for the last couple of contractions before she came out, but once her head came out, the rest of her did almost immediately. DH and I were both bawling. She was so beautiful and perfect. The nurse only took her away for a brief second to get her to cry and to make sure she was properly developed due to the IUGR, then put her right back on my belly, and that’s where she stayed until I was ready to move to my room in maternity. She nursed within an hour of birth.
My birth experience in all was pretty awesome. I was up and moving around really quickly after the birth and felt great.
We ended up in the hospital for 6 days total. I had to have surgery the next day to remove my last kidney stent, and then DD got jaundiced and we had to stay because of that too. I was ready to pull my hair out after being there so long!
So in short, my experience was not what I aimed for (natural birth), but I don’t regret a single thing. My birth was an easy 6ish hours, I had no real complications and my DD was healthy!
October 10th, 2011 – 4:54am – 5lbs 5oz