- 8 years ago
- Wedding: June 2010
Yay! She was exactly one week past her due date and I was going crazy. She was due on Tuesday, 3/15(which came and went much to my dismay) I had an induction scheduled for Thursday, 3/24 which wasn’t sitting well with me but whatever all I could do was eat spicy food, wiggle a pregnant leg at my husband, and hope for the best.
My water broke on Monday 3/21 at 11AM and we headed to the hospital. I thought that when your water broke that birth was like, right around the corner but I ended up having to be induced because they were worried about an infection since the water broke and they had already checked my cervix a bunch of times (still at 1.5cm) so I was induced about about 1AM. I had an epidural which was great. I was in labor for 16 hours so I just watched tv, played of facebook, read magazines, and slept. My husband, mom, and best friend were in the room with me the whole time so they took turnes taking naps and hanging out. If you can have a few people in the room with you I reccommend it!
All of a sudden at around 2:45PM I started to kind of feel the contractions and a lot of pressure. I told the nurse I could feel “things” but she didn’t really seem worried so I didn’t worry. I’ve (obviously) never had a baby so I figured it was normal. They came in and checked me and I was at an 8, and the midwife said they would be back in 2 hours and I would be ready. Like 5 minutes later I felt EVERYTHING and I looked at my mom and I was like OMG I HAVE TO PUSH OR SOMETHING and I’m hitting the buttion for more epidoral but NOTHING was happening.
In the meantime my mom called for the nurse and she was like “SHE’S READY!” The hospital I delivered at is a teaching hospital so in came like 500 people (not really but everyone had a student so it was like eight people, plus two nurses in training asked me if they could stay and watch and I was like “sure, whatever” Plus my husband, my mom, and bff.
So anyway at this point I realize that I have no epidural and everyone is getting in postition for me to push and I’m like “OMFG I am going to feel this” and I started to panic. This is something I think a person shouls be mentally prepared for and I really wasn’t. Luckily, I took some deep breaths and thought to myself that if I panicked it was going to take much longer so I made the decision to go with it. Screaming to fix the epidural at this point didn’t seem like it would change the situation because she was coming. So I just can’t really explain where I went mentally but I pushed for about a half hour, screamed my face off, yelled at my midwife to knock me out with gas or something because I couldn’t do it. She was like “FLAMING RED, LOOK AT ME! YOU CAN DO IT AND YOU WILL DO IT” and I was like “OMG okay!” and I pushed and pushed, and everyone in the room was cheering, my husband was a seriously amazing coach and I think was shaking and sweating more then me. All of a sudden out she came and I forgot everything that had happend.
I had zero intentions to breastfeed, but as soon as they put her to my chest when she came out she was rooting around so I gave her my boob and she latched right away! I couldn’t believe it!
I was so suprised at how her birth turned out-but in a way I’m glad it happend the way it did. My mom was super pissed about the epidural mishap, and yes someone screwed up on that so I may write a letter or something, but I am not like suffering mentally or anything. I kind of think I’m awesome! LOL!