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Nicole - posted on 01/28/2010
HA! Some of these are funny.
My son was two weeks late. I received prenatal care from a midwife and wanted an all natural vaginal birth. The plan was to labour at home and go to the hospital at the end to deliver, take the early discharge and be home again in 6 hours.
I didn't get what I wanted.
I tried natural induction methods through accupuncture and massage. Herbals. Nothing got me started. I ended up heading to the hospital for an induction, but was determined to still aim for a natural birth.
They broke my water and started me on an IV drip to stimulate contractions. That is no joke! I went from completely comfortable to unbearable pain in under an hour. I persisted for 5.5 hours until they checked me and found I made no progress at all. I had a melt down and took an epidural.
My labour progressed well after that at first. I went to six centimeters by my next check and thought I would still have my vaginal delivery. My son was posterior and I was expecting somewhat slower progress.
After 20 hours of labour, I was stuck at 6 cm and was spiking a fever. At 22 hours I had a c section. Devestating to me.
My son was born weighing 9 lbs 14.5 ounces and healthy, so I was pleased. They did a bilirubin screening which started all of my feeding problems...
They decided to place him under the lights in hospital. He was onlly under them for 24 hours. In that time, I was pressured to give formula to help him pee more and flush his system, plus maximize his time under light. He immediately developed nipple confusion/bottle preference.
On my first day home (5 days after the birth) my milk came in full. He was rejecting the breast altogether now as I had been giving him formula as recommended by the nurses in hospital. It took a lot of work by my midwife at my home to coach me through and get him back on the breast. She definately saved our breastfeeding relationship!
Loving being a Mommy now and my son feeds like a pro! It's hard to believe we had such a rough start.
Tarah - posted on 02/02/2010
i wish i had a funny story to tell but my labour and birth was absolutly horrible i was in labour for 55 hours i stayed at home for the first 31 hours then the pain got too bad i went to the hospital the midwife did the examination and accidentally broke my waters. which was good because they wanted to send me home(there was no way i was going it was so bad) my this stage i was 4 cms. they checked babys heart rate about 2 hours later and found that it was abnormal due to the fact that i dehydrated (i couldnt keep anything down) so they put in the drip or tried to 4 tries later they finally got it. so after 18 hours in the birth suite i asked for an epi they had to give me some hormone to speed up the labour 49 hours is a looooooong time!!!!!. 6 hours later i was fully dialated however when i started to push the babys heart rate way dropping at the wrong time so they decided that suction was needed they had to get him out so fast the they didnt have time for the episomy they just let me tear. i guess they thought i wouldnt feel it because of the epi but it didnt work THAT well. anyway he came out and the put him on my belly then 30 secs later they took him away. he wasnt breathing properly my hubby went with them as they gave him oxygen i was left to get about 20ish stitches(lost count at 20) and then my hubby came back without the baby they had to take in to intensive care where is was put on a ventillator for 2 days they never worked out what went wrong with him but he is fine now he is a perfectly healthy little boy( Thank God!!!). but im still having trouble with what i think was the worst day of my life im so upset that it happened the way it did i feel like i missed out on so much the first cuddles and feed i wasnt even the 1st person to change my babys nappy.i know i should be greatful that he is ok now but i just feel so sick when i think about it all.
Shelley - posted on 02/01/2010
Friday 1am - 4am _my water breaks in a trickle then stops
Friday 9am_increadible lower back pain
Saturday 1am_contractions begin
Saturday 3am_call hospital and finigh folding the washing and make the bed before going to hospital
Saturday 4 30am_ midwife tells me that i'm putting it on that there are no contractions showing on the moniter and that i should go home i explain to her that i'm in pain and i dont care what the moniter says i'm having contractions
saturday 5 00am_ midwife decides to check before sending me home i'm 5 cm dialated further breaks waters by doing internal and finds considerable blood in it. forgets to mention to any one and leaves for the day.
told that they will induce at 9 00 everyone goes missing
12 00pm_finally decide to induce
3 00pm_ 8cm dialated check babies heart beat it is 2 beats per minute
3 20 pm_ emergency c-section unable to get baby out cut up uterus to get baby out find umbilical cord severed and with out form like jelly
luckily we had a beautiful baby girl lily 5p 11oz 3 weeks early
Shana - posted on 01/30/2010
It was four weeks till my due date, and my body started to swell up like a balloon, no joke, my face/neck/hands/feet/legs were HUGE, so swollen that when my cat stood on my lap for just over a minute, I had paw prints in my skin!
The day I woke up and my neck was about twice the size it should have been I called the doctor, they called me back at work and told me to come be checked out. I was scared being this my first child, I really didn't know what to expect. My fiance and I went to the clinic and they checked me out, then sent me up to the Women's Health Unit to be observed for a while and have my blood preassure taken regularly. After a few hours I was sent home and told to lay down, no getting up except to bathroom and eat, and I was to come back in four days for another check.
I went home and I stayed horizontal for 36 hours, I started to feel weird again, so my fiance told me to check my blood pressure and it was HIGH. I called the hospital and they told me to come in just to be checked for sure. When I went in they told me I would be getting induced in the morning because my blood pressure was too high.
My doctor came and broke my water at eleven in the morning, that started small contractions, by two they weren't strong enough so they started me on pitocin, and I hated it! My contractions got worse and worse, by the time I thought I was dying with pain I was only at a four! that was at 9PM O.O I asked for an epidural, because i had spine surgery just over a year ago they told me it might not work, and it didn't really work. At 10 My doctor also decided to up the pitocin level to almost free flowing. Within an hour I had gone from a four to a ten! I knew it was time to push but the nurses were being SOO slow at getting someone in to check me. FINALLY they came in and checked me and sure enough it was time! They called my doctor, she was there and ready by 11:15 After pushing for only thirty two minutes my daughter was born. Thirteen minutes early for halloween! 6lbs 11oz and three and a half weeks early!
Melissa - posted on 01/30/2010
I was two days past my due date and my doc and I had decided we would induce on the coming Sunday. So I had to do in for an ultrasound, the tech had to observe the baby's heartbeat, movement, take measurements, and breathing. All this had to happen in 30 min; well she did all except practice breathing in the first 5 minutes. So we rescheduled for Thursday. That morning, as I was drying off, I felt a drip drip down my leg and then a contraction. I had to really think on it to be sure that this is what I though it was. I called my ob, my birth coach and my doula and texted my baby daddy (he's deployed) and said I was headed to the hospital. Packed up my bag and my dog in the car and proceeded to drop her off at the boarder...then my gas light came on so I stopped to fill up. Well...my drip drip became a gush while I was standing at the tank. I'm so fortunate that I live less than 5 miles from the hospital. I got all checked in and hooked up to the monitors and labored naturally from 7amish to 2pmsih and only dilated 1cm; but was fully effaced. I couldn't get up to walk about because I got sick each time I tried, even going to the bathroom made me nauseous. OBTW, I had no effacement until the day I went to the hospital. We decided to start pitocin and epidural in hopes to make my contractions more efficient, I have several fibroids that gave me no issues during my pregnant but grew. By 6pm, I was 5cm. Doc and I negotiated for 2 more hours on the pitocin...the nurses had to turn it on and off because baby's heart rate would lower if i was on the pitocin for too long. So about 815ish, doc checks me and I'm still 5cm, my cervix was getting a bit swollen, baby had moved up and my contractions weren't efficient enough to push her back down. Doc didn't like, explained why and we opted for plan B...C-section. So our Genevieve was born at 854pm, 22 Oct. When doc held her up, she blew a bubble at me and then I heard her cry. I'm tearing up now just with the memory. I hollerd, 'thank you Jesus' and would have danced a jig if I my legs would move. Unfortunately, her father could not be there, he was/is deployed but with technology we've been able to skype and I fill his inbox with pics almost daily. I have a camcorder, now too that I can send him video of her. I think the next best thing to him being there was having a doula and my birth coach who is a very good friend and coworker. I love her for doing this for us...so that's my first birth story.
Terri - posted on 01/30/2010
I know wat u mean Jessica about the back labour. All 4 of mine were posterior and back labour is apparently a lot worse than tummy labour. I hope your next one goes smoother!
I had a midwifery student attend all my appts and be there at the actual birth of my last baby. It was nice having a familiar face and it felt good to be able to help her get her qualifications. She just txted me yesterday and she is a fully qualified midwife now! Of course I had my husband, my sister and my bestfriend there too.
Mandy - posted on 01/29/2010
i found it alot more personal going to the birth centre. they actually listened to what i wanted and i only saw the same 2 midwives, unlike with my first when i saw someone different every week.
even though i was in a heck of alot of pain, it was just so calm, lus, they werent in my face, letting me do what i wanted.
Mandy - posted on 01/29/2010
my first was induced as he was 11 days late, was a 4 hr lbour but he was in spcial care nursery for a while afterwards.
my second was a water birth, he was posterier and 15hrs labour. my body recovered alot faster with the water birth and we were home 4 hours later!
i am pregnant again and am hoping for another water birth
Jessica - posted on 01/29/2010
I had half my story types and Firefox crashed. Grrrr!!! Ok. I woke up the morning of June 13th 2009 with cramps and bloody show. This was 8 days past my due date. I knew something was starting finally, but I didn't think I was in actual labor yet! Basically all that day I was crampy with bloody show. I wasn't having actual contractions that stopped/started- it was constant, with a lot of back pain and pressure. But it didn't seem bad enough to me to be real labor. I became increasingly uncomfortable throughout the day and spent a lot of time sitting on a birthing ball. I DID NOT want to move around like they say women do in labor- I just wanted to sit and that was the most comfortable.
My family and DF's mom came over to visit, which was annoying because I wasn't in the mood for visitors. They always tease me because before they left, my mom asked me if I wanted to go out to eat with them and I almost said yes! I wasn't feeling that bad, but decided bad enough that I didn't want to go out in public.
After they left, the pains started coming in waves and were worse. I was finally able to time them, and when I did they were around 40 sec long and coming every 3 minutes or so. I couldn't remember what that meant but when I called the hospital they told me to come in. I think my water actually broke before I left- I noticed I was way wetter and had to change my pantiliner (I know, tmi)
By the time we got there it was around 7 pm, and I was in sooooo much pain. Moving around to go to the bathroom and pee in a cup and change into the gown was torture. When the dr checked me I was 5 cm and zero station, to my surprise. Then they set me up in the bed with the contraction monitor and IVs- this was the worst part. Just sitting there hooked up to machines and unable to get into a more comfy position. I was half conscious from pain (thank you endorphins) and my memory of my delievery is very hazy, like remembering a dream.
I finally caved and asked for an epidural. I didn't know how I could stand another contraction, and they were on top of one another. I should have skipped it, because as soon as they gave it to me I started pushing. I could still feel everything, him coming down the birth canal. But I kept my eyes closed and went into another world. They had me flat on my back to push, and the Dr gave me an episiotomy which I didn't even know about until after. Looking back, I was really ticked at how it happened. I didn't want to push on my back and the episiotomy turned into a 3rd degree tear, and was hell to recover from.
Anyway... I pushed for all of 30 minutes and then Kieran was born, at 9:34 pm, roughly 2 and a half hours after we arrived at the hospital! He was posterior which probably explained all the back labor. I was in such shock at first when they showed him to me I hardly registered it. But he was perfectly healthy and after they cleaned him up they brought him to me. He was beautiful and alert and looking around, and calm. The nurse showed me how to breastfeed him and he nursed for a good 40 minutes.
My recovery like I said was rough. I was in so much pain. After labor I found I had to pee really, really bad (probably from all the damn fluids they gave me) and on the way to the bathroom nearly blacked out (whether from lowered blood pressure due tot he epi, or blood loss, I don't know) and then I couldn't pee!!!! They had to give me a catheter. Thankfully only once though. The entire two days in the hospital I could hardly move enough to get out of bed. DF was such a help, I couldn't do it without him. He took care of all the diaper changes and brought him to me to nurse. They gave me motrin for the pain (they offered something stronger but I didn't want to be all loopy and trying to take care of a baby) and the tear was pretty much healed within a week.
Jenny - posted on 01/29/2010
Good grief Jodi! I know for a fact you can dialate a lot faster than one cm an hour!! Terri you're right about the epi, it just depends on your labor. That's another pet peeve of mine, moms to try to tell you you HAVE to do it drug free, no one can predict what their labor will be like and the last thing you need to be worrying about is GUILT.
Terri - posted on 01/29/2010
Bloody hell Jodi! Cor that would put you off having kids for life! Yeh sometimes the dumb*** midwives just dont listen to you. With my 3rd baby they kept telling me to stay home the 3 times I rang them to tell them my contractions were a minute and a half apart, just because my labour had only been going for an hour. You would think they would listen considering this was my 3rd baby and by that stage I think I knew when to go in to the hospital!! When I got in for her I was already 6cm dilated! But I demanded that epi and held on til I got it tehe!!
The start of your labour sounds like my first. My waters broke at 6am and I thought I had peed myself, but then realised wat it was but I didnt have my 1st contraction till 10pm that night. My first labour was the only labour where I actually progressed normally through the 3 stages. My last 3 I completely skip the 1st stage and go straight to minute and a half contractions, so I have no build up to get used to them. And all my labours were posterior with back labour, so Ive never had a front labour before.
I always felt guilty for taking the epis but I did try in my 1st labour to do it naturally. I went drug free for 13 hours but I hadnt slept in 30 hours and I couldnt stand because the contractions were so close and when they checked me after 4 hours I was still 3cm dilated. So after that painful labour and him being born after a 26 hour labour and emerg caesarian I opted for the epi everytime. But my sister who had 3 drug free births (mind you all 3 of her labours combined only came to 11 hours!) said that if she had had her contractions as close as mine for the amount of time I had to endure it, she would have opted for the drugs too, so that made me feel better.
Jodi - posted on 01/28/2010
OMG, sometimes I just have to laugh at my story. I was watching the Ellen show, layin' on the couch as usual as I had been on bedrest for 3 months by that point. I sit up so i can get a glass of water and all of a sudden my pants, my blanket and my couch are soaked...I thought I peed myself, seriously. Mad at myself I go into the bedroom to change my bottom half, no sooner do I have new, dry panties and pants on than lo and behold, they're wet again. By this point, I didn't think I'd wet myself. I called the hospital to let my midwife know my water broke, she was sure I had wet myself but I was welcome to come in and get checked out. I called my mom to take me up there and then called my hubby in the middle of one of his classes to let him know. I was leaking so bad I had to stuff my underpants with my nephews huggies to keep it under control, and I still leaked through before we made it to the hospital! On the way to the hospital we nearly got in a head on collision as it was winter and the dumb*** driver of the other car thought that excessive breaks were necessary, he wanted to get out and yell at us, I just scream that I was in labor and if he didn't move his truck RIGHT NOW HE"D be delivering my baby! Needless to say, he moved lol. Got to the hospital, still no contractions but yup, it's amniotic fluid, not pee! Contractions didn't start for me for about 3 hours, but when they started, it wasn't a gradual thing. I suffered through several hours of contractions, they checked me to see how much progress I had made, NONE...I wasn't devestated, I was pissed lol, I was mad at my own body, but it got back at me! lol A few hours later I my contractions were just about a minute apart and same in length, I KNEW i was really close but my nurse assured me that I wasn't anywhere near ready. She assured me that the cervix only dilates one cm an hour and so I could only be round about 6 cm dilated, no more. Whatever right? I break down and ask for the epidural to which my husband just stares at me blankly. So I screamed at him to get me a f***ing epidural NOW. Immediate laughter breaks out in the hallway and my nurse comes in and tells me that she'll let the anestethiologist know, that no one makes it long without the epidural...supportive right? I started to cry. The guy is there in under 5 minutes and tries to tell me all the risks, and that he'll wait between contractions, I told him to fuck himself and that I would sign his paper because I knew the risks blah blah blah. I was not happy. Meanwhile, while he's setting up my nurse is about 2 inches from my face telling me I shouldn't scream or moan through contractions that I needed to breath, which she proceeded to do...in my face, after she had eaten something rather nasty smelling...I vomited. I didn't try to, but hey, she kind of had it coming! NEwayz, they tape up the catheter of the epidural to my back, I lay down and immediately have to push. Lo and behold, I was right, I was dilated, nurse was wrong. The epidural completely stopped my labor for 2 hours, it was up so high I couldn't feel a thing, not pressure, not contractions...nothing, which was frustrating because they kept telling me to let them know when I was having a contraction. lol. NEwayz, she finally came out, I ripped all but about an eighth of an inch to my rectum. My nurse proceeded to drop the clamps for my daughter's cord, but picks them up and hands them to the midwife...who thankfully immediately disposed of them to not be used. The nurse was then asked to leave THANK GOD. NEwayz, because my daughter sat in my birth canal in the same spot for so long that she compressed a nerve and I lost about 70% use of my right leg. I could not get out of bed without assistance (they wouldn't give me a cane) and they kept putting my daughter in her bassinet across the room and getting mad when I would buzz them to get her for me! I have the use of my leg back, my daughter is healthy and beautiful and wonderful, but I do hope that my next delivery goes a little more smoothly with a lot less attitude!
Short version.... Went in to be induced at 37 weeks exactly w/ my twins. I was already 5cm dialated and I was just DONE... among other issues. They started my pitocin, but my contractions still never got regular. They broke my water and baby B's heartrate jumped. They suggested a c-section to keep her safe. I went for it. Good thing too cuz she was stuck in my ribs so bad that the doctor literally jumped on me to dislodge her. I don't have a lot of memories from that experience cuz they od'ed my epi (I'm a small woman... drug guy didn't realize how small...).
No hospital where I live offers VBAC, so my son was a scheduled c-section at 38 weeks 5 days. Scheduled then so I could get out of the hospital before my girls were back in school from Spring Break.... someone had to take care of them. :)
Jenny - posted on 01/28/2010
Wow, those are some crazy stories, Krista, I had tears in my eyes form laughing so hard, do you write for a living, cause you should think about it! And Courtney "get on the linoleum!" SO funny!
My first son was a huge suprise, my water broke 5 1/2 weeks early, we were still painting the baby room and the house was a disaster! He was born 6 hours later with no drugs (other than pitocin, I guess because he was early they wanted to get him out quick?) I went into it hoping to do it drug free, but open to an epi if I need one. I don't think I would have had time, by the time the pain was getting unbearable I was pushing!
My second son was 4 weeks early, and I was expecting a fast labor. My water broke like before, I had the same level of contractions but I stayed at 2cm for 9 hours. I finally broke down and asked for some pain reliever, and 45 min later when it wore off I was in so much pain I begged for an epi, the nurse checked me and I was dialted to a 7. I knew I'd never have time for one now. About 2 min later I started to feel the urge to push. The nurse had me on my side holding my legs together to keep him in till the dr got there! (I had heard of this happening before I always swore I would NEVER put up with that, I'd just tell that nurse to get down there and catch! But in the moment was in so much pain I could hardly speak) Finally I convinced her the baby was coming, Dr or no Dr. so she calls in a gaggle of interns who all stand around the end of my bed staring at my vagina. The nurse comes aroudn takes a look and said "now that's what I call CROWNING!" I thin his head was halfway out at that point. Just then the Dr walks in, puts on her gown, gets to the end of the bed. I stop NOT pushing and he falls out.
Last but not least, my daughter, She was two weeks early but felt like 6 weeks late because I had been having contractions regularly for about 8 weeks. I had two false starts at the hospital and finally decided I was not going back till my water broke or she was poking her head out! My water finally broke and off we went. 4 hours later she was born and OH baby! That was a crazy 4 hours. I wanted to do no drugs cause I knew it would be quick and I did but that was some mind blowing pain. Days later I would break into a cold sweat just thinking about it. While I was actually pusher her out I heard the Dr say something about her being sideways. I'm sure she meant "on her side" but since I was out of my mind with pain I freaked and stopped pushing. Fianlly the nurse realized I was losing it and she was like "Jenny! Look down!" I looked down and saw her little head and pushed one more time and she was out!
I am thankful I was able to do it drug free ( well almost) but I don't take any credit, it's just the way my body works, It's a good thing it's what I wanted cause I don't think I have any choice in the matter, my babies are too darn fast.
Courtney - posted on 01/28/2010
Here's my story:
It was Friday morning (July 24th - Hubby's bday) and I told my mom "Why don't you just fly up to WA tomorrow instead of Tuesday (when I was supposed to be voluntarily induced) that way just in case I go into labor you will be there"
So my mom and my 12 y/o sister got a flight for the next day at 12:45pm. At 1:15pm, my water broke as I was doing laundry. It didn't break like a waterfall, but it felt like I peed my pants. I pulled my pants down and I was standing in my bedroom, and I said to my husband "Babe, I think my water's breaking".. First thing he tells me is "Get off the carpet! Go stand on the linoleum!"
We get a smoothie after we pick up my sister in law to go to the hospital. At this point, it's almost 3:30 and my mom's flight comes in at 4pm. My hubby drops me and his sister off at the hospital so he can pick up my mom. (Reason for him getting my mom rather than my sister in law is because we had my son at Madigan Army Medical Center at Fort Lewis, and my mom would need someone with a military ID to get on Post, easier to do it that way instead of getting a day pass)
After the midwife evaluated me and confirmed my water had broken and said I was 2cm dilated and 75% ephased, they put me in a room. By this time it's around 5pm. A few minutes later, my husband, mom, sister, mother in law, and both sister in laws are in the room with me.
I was hoping for an all natural birth (med free). My contractions came very strong for the next four hours. I tried rocking side to side, rolling on the birthing ball, and I even tried the birthing tub. Once I got into the birthing tub, I started to feel extremely sick. I started to throw up. They say that once you throw up, you should be about 8cm dilated. They took me back to my delivery room, and checked me. I was only 3cm! By this point, I was crying in pain... and opted for an epidural. I received the epidural sometime between 9 and 9:30pm. Within 5 hours, I went from 3cm to 10cm. I could still feel my contractions .. kept pushing the button to release more of the medicine..
Although I was fully dilated, they wanted the baby to move down further in the birth canal, so they had me in a sitting position for the next 2 hours. At 3am, I started pushing. After an hour and a half of feeling the pain of him coming out, my beautiful son (Jaden Bennett) was born on July 26th, 2009 at 4:39am! They put him on my belly and realized that his umbilical cord was torn and there was blood spurting out. They quickly clamped his cord and took him to the newborn table to be evaluated. There were about 10 different doctors in the room making sure my son was okay. They decided to take him to the NICU.
After they took my son to the NICU, they took the epidural out of my back and realized that the machine that would have given me small amounts of medicine as I pushed the button, was BROKEN!
Jaden stayed in the NICU for 24 hours for observation and during that time I was able to come in to the NICU and breastfeed him. It was the scariest and most amazing day of my life.
Hannah - posted on 01/28/2010
Oh and I also remember staring stupidly at the machine that shows the babys herat rate and your contractions, and thinking 'dammit here comes another one' as the numbers increased. And laughing at the poster on the wall showing 'positions that may ease your labour' as I went through one contraction after another unable to get up from the bed even if I had wanted to. Then not laughing and telling my partner that I was never doing it again and that labour was basically rubbish.
Ah the memories, thanks for letting me reminisce!
Hannah - posted on 01/28/2010
Oh I love reading people's birth stories! Krista, I wish I had kept a diary like you what a brilliant idea!
With my first I went into labour at 9.30pm and thought 'wahey here we go' phoned the hospital who asked how strong my contractions were, I said 'oh I'm having them as I talk to you' ha ha I had no idea how much stronger they would get, people really shouldn't describe them as 'strong period pains' lol!
I went back and forward from hospital 3 or 4 times before they told me labour was established well enough for me to stay (those magic 5cm dilated). I remember half way through looking at the clock and thinking, 'ok - I can keep going until 2pm'. And she was born at 1.59pm. With my second, I did a similar thing. I was told the doctor would check my progress at 7pm and I thought, no, it's coming sooner than that! I think you are so in tune with your body on some spooky level during labour that things like that can happen.
As my first was so straight forward, for my second everyone was encouraging me to have a home birth, but I wanted to be in hospital with access to drugs! And as it turned out, my second baby showed her heart rate was dropping so I was induced at 3pm and she was born at 4pm, how about that? I was suddenly aware of the head coming and me and my partner were alone in the delivery room, he asked if he should get someone... errm let me think, yes please! She was born before the midwife had a chance to open her delivery kit.
She was underweight at just 5.3lbs (full term) so relieved to be in hospital that first night as they helped regulate her temperature.
I will always remember that my midwife was pregnant, what a job! I tried to not put her off too much.... but ouch induction hurts a lot!
What I will never tell my daughter is that I had a curry the day before to try to bring labour on... silly old wives tales... I spent all labour scared to death I would poo myself. Lovely.
Krista - posted on 01/28/2010
I'm just going to copy and paste the diary of my baby's birth that I sent to my friends:
8:30am: Wake up, and prepare for the 15-minute ordeal that is called "rolling over". Give up and decide to read for a bit.
9:00am: Roll over, and underwear promptly becomes soaked. That ain't pee, kids. Sit there blinking stupidly for about 10 minutes before calling hospital.
9:50am: Call Keith and tell him to get his baby-making ass home.
11:15: Arrive at hospital, where they say that they're not detecting amniotic fluid, and that they think I just peed myself. WTF? They decide to keep me for a few hours anyway, just in case.
12pm - 4pm: Walk. A lot. Wonder if they forgot we're there. Walk some more. Look at each other.
4pm: Dr C. examines and says that yes, membranes are ruptured. Resist urge to say "I effing well TOLD you this, didn't I?" Am told that inducement will take place tomorrow morning if no progress on labour. Call parents. Spend rest of day and night waiting for contractions that don't come.
8:45: Brought into birthing room and shot full of pitocin.
9am - 6pm: Minor contractions every few minutes, but nothing to write home about. Alternate between bed, birthing ball and walking, depending on how long it takes ass to go completely numb. Hear about girl who came in and had her baby an hour later, and curse that b***h.
6pm: Dr. C. comes in and informs us that dilation is only 2cm. S**t. Says that if no progress by 8:45pm, will do c-section. Mother is freaking out. I couldn't care less -- as long as baby is healthy, who cares if s/he comes out my woo-hoo, my belly, or my left nostril?
7:30pm: Update Facebook status on Keith's cell phone, saying that I'm having a c-section. Hit "update", and water immediately breaks.
7:32: Whoa. These contractions are a lot stronger.
7:35: A LOT stronger.
7:36: Holy f**k.
7:38: Kill. Me. Now.
7:40 - 9:15: Experience sheer hell. No break at all between contractions, and they are STRONG. Try to control breathing, but it feels oddly good to just scream incoherently into pillow. Am examined, and find out that I'm STILL only at 2cm. Cry. Dr. C. says that if no progress by midnight, will have c-section anyway.
9:16: Decide that drug-free births are overrated and beg for an epidural. Am incoherent with pain by this point, but message gets through.
9:30: Anaesthesiologist arrives with sound of angels singing. Cannot even speak, as am so delirious with pain. Receive epidural.
9:35: There is a special place in heaven reserved for anaesthesiologists. Seriously.
9:45 - 11:30: Recover and actually nap for a bit.
11:35: Am examined, and went from 2cm to 9cm. w00t!
11:45pm - 12am: Feeling a LOT of pressure. Want to push.
12am: Nurse examines me and says I'm at 10cm. It's go time!
12:01 - 1:00: Perform remarkable impersonation of someone trying to poop out a coconut. Am told that I'm really efficient at pushing, and am glad that something is finally going well. Nurse says she can see head. Dr. C comes back in. Everything's going awesome.
1:01: Everything is not awesome. Fetal heart rate dropping, and fast.
1:05: Dr. looks serious and says "We have to get this baby out now." Episiotomy time. Am given local anaesthetic, although I don't care what they do to me at this point. I just want my baby.
1:10: Episiotomy performed. Keith sees entire thing taking place. I may bear the physical scar, but I think he'll be having nightmares for the rest of his life.
1:14: After getting head out, discover that umbilical cord is wrapped around baby's neck. Push out shoulders, and doctor gets cord unwrapped, suctions baby, and delivery is complete.
1:15am: It's a boy! Hearing him crying is a huge relief.
1:17 - 3am: Complete blur. Get stitched up. Keith takes baby to see grandparents, who are complete emotional wrecks by this point. Baby is weighed (7lbs 11 oz.) Try nursing, and little Samuel latches on quite nicely. I'm completely delirious with fatigue as we all get wheeled back to my room, but all I know is this:
I'm completely, utterly, and hopelessly in love. And I feel like I've been run over by a truck.
Things are going to get interesting from now on.
Terri - posted on 01/28/2010
Hi Michelle. With all my births something medically has gone wrong, though nothing really bad. My first was 26 hour labour, born eventually by emergency caesarian. He ended up with a hole in his heart which luckily repaired itself.
2nd was natural with epidural (was risking no drugs after the first birth lol!) 11 and a half hours labour pushing blind cause of the epi. Didnt like that at all, they keep telling me to pretend I was taking a dump to push him out, not pretty lol. Had 2 stitches with him. And he was 3 weeks early, borderline prem so he had jaundice and ended up under lights.
3rd was 8 hour labour, natural again with epi. But only had a half epi towards the end so I could actually feel the contractions and was able to feel her come out. I actually felt the popping sensation when her shoulder tore me down there but that tear didnt require stitches, thank god!. She was born with a dislocated hip so had to have a brace on at day 2 which made breastfeeding a bitch cause her legs were spread apart. But we worked around it. She had to have the brace for 10 weeks and couldnt have a bath for all that time. When she finally had her first bath at home all the top layer of her skin shed off like a lizard!! And she was lovely and smooth underneath. Happy to say her hip is fine now!
Last bub was 7 and a half hour labour, natural with epi. I requested a half epi again because I wanted to be able to feel the contractions with out the intense pain. I actually said to the midwife that I didnt think it was working as the pain was getting really intense. Next minute a whole medical team rush in and I start panicking saying wats going on?
And they are all like its ok, just cant find the babies heartbeat we are just going to try and see wats going on. So the midwife has a look between my legs and says "Oh you are 10cm dialated and trying to push bub out". Which is why they couldnt find the heartbeat because bub had already descended down and was coming out lol! Its quite funny when I look back on it now. This was my funniest birth though, cause we were expecting a boy and got a girl and my sister filmed the whole birth with our shocked expressions!
This baby was born with a problem cant remember wat the name is but its where we have opposite blood types, Im O+ and she is A+ and basically my body was fighting against her in the womb. So she was very lethargic and a bit jaundice. She had to have some vitamin D shots too cause I was vitamin D deficient and passed it on to her through the pregnancy! Whoops! She was born on the 23rd of December so I had to go home the next day to do the whole xmas thing for the rest of the kids so I was knackered!
Anyway she ended up not feeding properly and starving and I ended up back in hospital 5 days later. Luckily the w&ch were wonderful and kept me in four 5 days to help me try and breastfeed. She was a lazy sucker and wldnt take me so I ended up hiring a pump and feeding her that way. But I kept offering the boob before each feed and switched the hospital teats to really slow flow teats. Within 3 weeks I had her back on the boob and off the bottle!
Sorry bout that, my births are a bloody saga lmao! Wat was yours like Michelle?
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