It all started on a Tuesday evening. I got up to use the restroom and realized that I was not stopping and that my water had broke. I called my husband who was at work and said that he needed to some home and we needed to head to the hospital. I loved the fact that I didn’t have to guess whether I needed to go to the hospital or not and was thankful that my water broke. The part that I didn’t like was that it doesn’t stop coming out and by the time we got to the hospital I was becoming a mess and it was running down my legs, not fun. I SO wish I would have known to just grab a diaper and use it because they are much more absorbent than a little pad.
I progressed slowly all night and the contractions got stronger and stronger and I had back labor too which was very painful. I took NO drugs the entire night even though the nurse kept pushing them on me. I was not happy about that either. I walked a little bit but I leaked so bad even with a ton of pads I made a trail behind me that had to be cleaned up. I think that made me want to stay to my room even though I am sure walking would have been a lot better for me.
I remember just squeezing my husbands hand off with each contraction and he would just get asleep and resting and I would wake him up with a contraction again. He did so good with me even though he hated to see me in pain.
I forget what time it was the next morning that I started to push. It was about 12 hours after my water had broke at least. I pushed for a long time and the little guy just would not come down. It was over and hour and the mid wife talked to the doctor and decided something needed to be done. At that point I was ready for something to happen and was very tired at that point. When they said that they needed to take the baby by c-section I didn’t argue I knew it needed to happen.
My biggest fear at that point was having a contraction while getting the needle stuck in my back. I was thankful that my mid wife stayed with me through that point and held on to me. After that it went quickly and we finally met out little guy. He didn’t come out screaming but he was healthy and doing well. I think since it was a quick c-section and not planned they handled things a little differently. I didn’t get to take any pictures with me and the baby in the operating room and I never held on to him until much later that night because they kept him in the nursery to monitor him. My first picture was after being in recovery (I looked horrible) and I was able to see him but not hold on to him. I was SO thankful when I was able to get him in my room later that night and keep him with me.
They said that his little head was tilted as he was coming out so I could have pushed all day and he wouldn’t have come down. You could tell by his little head afterwards that he was having trouble and also like a lot of babies the cord was around his neck. Thankful that he was healthy and that it all went well.
I am glad that I was able to experience natural child birth all the way up until I pushed and he wouldn’t come down. If I can do it without medication or epidural than anyone can, lol.
Here is my first little sweetie Gavin Shane born June 20, 2007. He is turning five this year in a couple of weeks. Time sure does fly by doesn’t it?!
What is your birth story? If you want to share we would love to hear it!