So I had what some have called the best pregnancy no complications, no morning sickness, no body aches etc so I assumed when my time to birth came I would be great. I remember going to my last appointment with my midwife and complaining that everyone around me was having their baby so she stripped my membranes in hope that I would go into labor because I was now 40weeks and measuring 41weeks and 4cm and 100%efface. 4 days later I am sitting at home watching tv and I remember I kept getting up to pee thinking I was peeing on my self I let that go on for a few hours (I wasnt having any noticable contractions) around 7pm I realize i wasnt peeing my water had actually broken. So I call the midwife tell her what going on and she advises that I can stay home until my contractions start or go to the hospital. I chose to stay at home walk a few laps around the neighborhood with my family and then around 10 pm I call my midwife again tell her I still haven't noticed anything but I wanna head to the hospital because she had told me that after my water broke I has 24hrs to have my baby. I arrive with my support system (10 people family and birth photographer) around 11pm. Once I get in my room I am told that my midwife has already said if I didnt progress more by 4 or 5 am to start pitocin. My contractions did pick on on their own and I was managing fairly well I was only annoyed with having to do hands and knees with constant monitoring. I get started on pit at 6am my labor progresses and I finally get to 5 cm around noon. After being on pit for a few hours my body jumps into gear and starts to contract strongly on it own so I was allowed to come off pit at that time. I then decided to get into the labor tub I stayed there for about 30mins before giving in and ask for staydol. All this time I have had about 10 to 12 people in the room and numerous phone calls which had its pros and cons of course. At around 2pm I ask for and epidural because I couldn't handle the back labor I was now 7cm. At around 430 pm I get sick and my mom informs the nurses and they decide to check my cervix I am now 9cm. My midwife come in and says im just about 10cm but my baby is sitting high which didnt help because my cervix was already hard to get to. At about 5pm pushing starts and right off the start I was pushing wrong because I was in fear of having a BM with everyone in the room. At that point my midwife ask everyone to leave except the 4women i want because my father and grandfather being in the room was hin ering me from being able to push the right way. I'm pushing and pushing with nothing to show in my mind so I automatically start to get frustrated I even remember my midwife asking if I wanted to use the mirror so I can see I'm making progress and I said " it's not going to make a difference he still isnt here" after almost a hour and a half of pushing my baby boy is finally here but he comes out not breathing so he was automatically taken to be worked on. Luckily I had people in the room that was able to care for me and keep me calm while the others were watching what was going on with my baby boy. Needless to say after the golden hour and everyone leaving I was so tired I sent my son to the nursery and allowed them to give him supplemental formula even though I wanted to breastfeed. If I could have changed one thing that I now know could have made a difference it would have been to hire a doula.
Oct 28, 2019
This was my 9th pregnancy and I felt like it would be my last one. I was trying to enjoy the last few weeks of my pregnancy, but I had several bouts of heavy bleeding and it was hard to stay peaceful. On Sunday (9am) we were in church and I felt a little grumpy and tired of being pregnant. I had a friend tell me she had dreamed that I had given birth. That lifted my spirits. My son was also singing happy birthday for no reason. I sat in church with my doula next to me and my friend touched my head. I grumped at her and my doula told me I was in labor and it was time to go home (11 am). I thought she was silly, but decided to humor her because I felt achy and did not want to be around people. My husband, kids, and doula went home and I have about 3 contractions while driving the 20 minutes home. Once home I crawled into bed to rest while my husband organized the kids to eat lunch. While in bed I had 2 contractions and my body told me to go to the hospital. Grumpily, I got up and walked down to the car. My doula and husband were surprised to see me willingly going to the car, so they hurried and jumped in with me. We drove to Vanderbilt University Hospital and I had a couple of contractions, but nothing intense. I kind of felt silly going to the hospital. I had a contraction getting out of the car, in the elevator, and one more as I walked into triage. The nurses at triage sent me straight to labor and delivery. I was surprised, but glad I could skip triage. My next contraction was really strong and I had to squat to relieve the intensity. The nurse would not take us to our room until we filled out our demographic paper. I told my husband to hurry! They then took us to room 6. I changed into a gown and then sat on the bed to be monitored and checked. I was 6 cm and 100% effaced. I was in labor and did not know it! It was now 5:20 pm. It was now 5:20 pm The anesthesiologist came into talk to me about epidurals. I had another contraction and rolled to my side and moaned through it. I instinctively tried to bite, but my husband said, "Don't bite me!" I suddenly stopped and then realized the doctor was still talking. She tired to get me to sign the form, but I couldn't because the contractions were requiring my focus. On the next contraction I felt like pushing and just let my body do it. The nurse asked my doula if I was pushing. My doula said, "Yes, get the doctor. " The Dr. rushed in and told me to turn on my back so she could check me. I refused since my contractions were worse when I sat down. Instead I turned on my hands on knees. My doula said, "Just check her like that." The Dr. said, "I can do that?" My doula said, "Yes!" The Dr. checked me and said, "Head!" She then told me to turn and lay on my back. I refused again and my doula whispered, "You can do this. Listen to your body. Do what your body says." On my next contraction I pushed the baby out. She was born at 5:39 pm. The baby gave a good cry and the Dr. let the cord pulse 2 minutes before offering my husband a chance to cut it. I told them about what I wanted regarding vitamin k and the other shots. Then, I turned over to hold my sweet new baby. They also offered me cytotec to control if I started to bleed. I refused and they looked surprised. I told them to wait and they could do it if I did start to bleed alot, but I did not want anything for "just in case." What a crazy fast birth! I did not even have time to take my socks off because I was thinking I had several more hours of labor. I guess not....