I remember when I was pregnant, I would read birth story after birth story to help me prepare for what was to come. Everyone’s story is so different and beautiful. I thought I would share my own unique story and experience.
To anyone who is family or friends who don’t want to know the coming details about labor, I suggest you turn back now. For those of you who are reading birth stories to prepare for your own. I will try to ride the fine line between sugar coating and sharing.
I was extremely pleased to find myself having a relatively easy pregnancy. I had some nausea but not much morning sickness in the first trimester. In the beginning of the second trimester, I found myself spending days wondering if I was still pregnant because I couldn’t feel kicks yet and was feeling so much better. The third trimester brought on the usual aches and pains but altogether went okay.
I have read and heard about expectant moms being sick all the way through. However, I wanted to put out to the universe that some pregnancies are not too bad. I did experience many changes (as you do with pregnancy) but it was all manageable.
Little One Coming
I went into labor three days before my due date and we started on Little One’s birth story. I was brushing my teeth, getting ready to go to work at 7:30 in the morning. Having just used the facilities, I felt my water break and there was a moment where I thought maybe I didn’t do a good enough job. That was not the case, my water broke! I then spent the next 30 minutes on the toilet with water coming in small gushes. Every time I though it was done, a little bit more would come.
During this time I yelled for my husband. He was fast asleep but woke with a start. He said that there was something in the tone of my voice when I said “honey” that he knew it was time. My husband worked on gathering our bags and getting the car ready to go. I asked him to lay a towel on the seat, due to us having a 45 minute drive to the hospital.
I first called the hospital and told them what was going on. It had been my plan to labor for a while at home. With my water breaking it changed those plans. Due to the risk of infection my doctor wanted to come to the hospital right away. At this point I did not feel any contractions.
I also called my work and my mom to tell them it was time. After loading up with pads we headed to the hospital!
At the Hospital
Being that I went into labor during business hours, we parked in the parking ramp and walked to the labor and delivery floor. If I had when into labor after hours I would have had to enter through the emergency room. We got all signed in and were shown to a room.
I had a very helpful nurse who just happened to go to school with my husband (small world!). She got me all set with the monitors, checked little one’s heart rate, and gave me wrist bands (maybe six of them all together, but I’m assuming they were all necessary).
The doctor came in to check me over. Only one centimeter…I had a long way to go! For those of you not in the know, you need to reach 10 centimeters before pushing. I was given a medication to help the contractions along. At that point I still wasn’t feeling them too bad. I spent the next several hours contracting. I used the exercise ball and the bath to ease some of the contractions. Also, I depended on my husband for support and back rubs. I know some people don’t like being touched at all, but for me it felt good.
At some point in the afternoon, they checked on me again. Only two centimeters this time. The doctor increased the medication and boy, did the contractions start coming then. I also then made use of the laughing gas (nitrous oxide). When I first started using the laughing gas it was very helpful. A couple of hours in, though, I found that it wasn’t working well and I forgot to do the correct breathing. However, at that point I had been in labor for hours and hours and couldn’t really think straight.
Bring on the Epidural
Around 1 in the morning I finally had enough. I had rolling contractions for hours and was in a good amount of pain. I was also exhausted. At this point I also had been in labor for 18 hours, so I asked for an epidural. Unfortunately the nurses told me that I had to take in a whole bag of IV fluid before I could get the epidural. But the anesthesiologist came eventually and I did get the epidural. It was magnificent! I wished I would have gotten it hours earlier. The pain dissipated almost immediately and I was able to lay down and rest a bit.
During that time the nurse checked things over again, checked the baby’s heart rate, and inserted the catheter. I was barely aware that she was doing all of this. I do recall her turning me from side to side, trying to get a better read on baby’s heart rate. It was a bit sporadic. My husband also took this opportunity to lay down and rest a bit.
While I was being turned from side to side, the nurse also got the doctor because Little One;s heart rate was dipping. He needed to come now! The doctor checked me again – only 2 centimeters (if you have been adding this up we are at over 20 hours of labor and only reached 2 centimeters). So off to surgery we went. My husband later told me he literally woke up to the word C-section.
At 4 something in the morning my room became really busy with doctors and extra nurses getting things ready to go. I don’t remember a whole lot, but I remember being scared, scared for my baby, and just hoping it would be alright. I was also scared about surgery however I remember being shaky as they wheeled my bed down the hall and into an elevator. They then brought me into an operating room and got things ready. The anesthesiologist checked my epidural and gave me something to help with my nausea…it didn’t work. They put a curtain up at about shoulder level on me and got my husband outfitted in disposable medical gear. They gave him a chair and he was able to sit next to me throughout the ordeal.
The team was amazing and got Little One out very quickly at 4:39 am. The doctor did tell us that the umbilical cord was wrapped around his neck. This could be the reason that I was not dilating at all. I remember they were holding him over the curtain so I could see and they took him and my husband over to their station to check Little One over. It took them a bit longer to close things back up. I remember being really cold and shaking.
When they finished me up, they moved me off the operating table and back onto my bed. They handed me Little One and wheeled me to the recovery room.
We were in the recovery room for about an hour, where we then started skin to skin contact. I don’t remember if they had me start trying to feed him at this time or if we waited until we were back in the room. In the room with us was my nurse who was with me throughout and another nurse who was doing paperwork. Again, I’m a little foggy here but I believe he took out my epidural and gave me some pain medications, as well. My nurse also gave me heated blankets at this time. As I said before I was shaking and cold in the operating room so the blankets were awesome!
They wheeled me up to my room and got me all settled in. We spent the next three days in the hospital, learning about our new Little One and how to nurse. It wasn’t going well until a nurse said that he might be tongue tied. Sure enough, he was. A pediatrician came and did a short procedure to clip the tie. After a little recovery time Little One latched on like a champ.
The emergency c-section was a bit of an ordeal. As I mentioned a couple times throughout the post, some of the details are a bit fuzzy to me. It’s true what they say that the body has a way of making you forget. My husband and I are so overjoyed with his arrival and couldn’t be more in love with him.
So 21 hours from start to finish and ending in an emergency C-section. It definitely didn’t go as planned, but thanks to the amazing team at St. Luke’s Hospital we welcomed a beautiful little boy into our hearts and both of us are doing fine.
The recovery from a C-section is not the easiest process in the world, but I think I have rambled long enough. We will have to save that for another post.
So that’s the our Little One’s birth story! If you’re comfortable with it, share some of your experiences down below in the comments.
Hey before you go, we decided to cloth diaper our Little One, you can check out that post here.