Member- figgnewton
- 7 years ago
- Wedding: October 2012
So here is my birth story: We were scheduled for an induction on the 30th of September at 4 am. I was trying to start labor myself the whole week before. I even lost my mucus plug the Tuesday before. I finally gave up Sunday and told myself I will be holding a baby tomorrow either way.
I woke up Monday morning (day of induction) and went to the restroom. I was having mild contractions but thought nothing of them. When I wiped I had pink tinge on the toilet paper. This was at 2 am and I kinda started to panic thinking there could be something wrong with the placenta but then I got excited thinking maybe my water was breaking. I decided to call in at the hospital to see if we should show up before our scheduled 4am. They said no so we waited another two hours. When we arrived we were taken straight back and had a room all set up for us. I was hooked up to the monitors and the nurse asked if I was feeling anything. I told her I was having contractions. She confirmed I was but they weren’t strong. She said they would start me on pitocin to get them steady. I was a 3cm and 60% at this point.
The pitocin started at 6 am and I was coping through the contractions pretty well. My doctor came in at 9 and told me I was a 4 and he wanted to know if I wanted my water broke. I said hell yes let’s get this show on the road. Since my membranes we already separating it was easy to break my water. I labored a little longer but the gushing while I was standing up wasn’t fun and I didn’t want to labor laying down. I asked for the epidural at this point. I knew from my previous labor experience that as soon as I get the epidural things go fast from there. It was sweet sweet relief that I needed. Nap time happened for a couple hours when it was 11:30am the nurse came in and I was a 6cm. I fell back asleep but woke up about 12:50pm because the epidural was not taking to my left side. I could feel every contraction on my left side (weirdest feeling ever, you feel like your cut in half) and it was getting intense. I called the nurse to see if rolling me in different positions would help get the medicine where it needed to go. She came in at 1:00pm, said she hadn’t checked me in a while.When she checked me she said “um her head is coming I have to go get the doctor right now.” I couldn’t feel anything and didnt feel the pressure like I did with faith. As soon as the doctor came in they dropped the bed and threw my legs up in the stirrups. When my legs went up DH said “omg her head is halfway out.” I flipped out because I wasn’t pushing. The doctor told me to push and she came at all at once. The doctor wasn’t expecting it and had to catch her with one arm up against his chest. I had minimal tearing thankfully. I have one long running stitch as the doctor called it. I am happy with my birth experience.
