- 8 years ago
- Wedding: June 2010
Long overdue! Please excuse any errors or lack of details. I underestimated how hard this would be with a crying baby!
I was due on July 20th and was barely 1cm dilated and pretty much knew that I wouldn’t go into labor naturally. I had an appointment the following Tuesday with my doctor to talk about when my induction would happen and we ultimately decided that I would be induced Thursday July 26 in the evening using cervidil.
I was admitted at 7:30pm and my cervix and made no additional progress since my last visit. My doctor inserted the cervidil and said he would check up on me in the morning. I thought that it was going to be a piece of cake and wake up in the morning feeling refreshed. I was completely wrong. Around 10pm I started feeling intense contractions. My husband and I decided we should try to get some sleep, but the pain was so strong that I knew it was going to be a sleepless night. The contractions started coming every 15 minutes then every 10 and at 4am I lost my mucous plug and it ended up dislodging the cervidil insert (I didn’t find this out till the morning). After losing my plug I started really freaking out because I knew that things were progressing and that I was closer to having a baby!
After 12 hours of “praying to God” pain and zero sleep my doctor came in and told me I was 3cm dilated and broke my water. That was when I finally accepted that I was there until I had the baby! The contractions became very strong and were coming about every 5 minutes. The nurses kept saying how I made labor look easy and how calm I was during contractions. I was able to hold out for about 5 hours before I got my epidural and it was the best decision I ever made. I was able to sleep for 3 hours and felt amazing when I woke up!
Around 6pm the nurse checked me and confirmed that I was still at 4cm after a few hours and started pitocin. She checked me again and hour later said that I was now at 7cm and I started to get very scared. I was crying to my husband that I don’t think I can do it and that I wished the baby would just teleport out. A couple hours after the shift change I KNEW that I was 10cm. No one had checked me for a couple hours, but I just had a strong feeling that it was time to push. The new nurse checked me and confirmed that I was 10cm and went to call the doctor. This was when I started crying again and felt terrified. She calmed me down and an hour later the doctor (finally) showed up and I started pushing.
I’m so thankful that I got the epidural! I was so tired during pushing that there were times that I thought that I couldn’t do another one. I kept going back and forth between, ”I can’t do this!” and “Yes I can!” After 2 hours our beautiful son, Myles Everett, was born at 11:25pm! They set him down on my chest and all I could do was just stare, I think I was in shock. I touched his face and was in disbelief that he was finally here and that I actually did it.
Over all I would have to say that in my mind I had the picture perfect labor. Everything was so peaceful and I felt so well taken care of by the nurses and my doctor. The worst part was the hour after I gave birth when the doctor was sewing me up my second degree tear. I was so tired and didn’t open my eyes once until it was over. It’s hard to believe that just a year ago I thought that I would never be a mother or experience the labor process. I am so grateful for our son and I would do it a million times over.
July 27, 2012
7 lb 1oz
One month old!