June 27th, 2010 THE DUE DATE!!!!
I started the morning out feeling overall tired. Completely rundown and ready to get the whole pregnancy thing over and get to parenting. That morning I spent the entire day on the couch because at that point my lady parts felt like they were being constantly assaulted by a little baby head. Pair that with my ribs being constantly jabbed and jumped on and I was over it! The entire day was pretty relaxed. The hubby and I spent time together since we knew that was soon coming to an end. In retrospect my back hurt all day long. A throbbing pain that would come and go over and over but I chalked it up to typical 40 week pregnancy aches and pains. That night was the BET Awards and the 3rd episode of the season of True Blood. I remember telling the baby that if she wanted to come that night, let it be after I had my fill of Eric Northman and all his vampirey sexiness. So we settled in with a spicy Qdoba dinner of chicken nachos and watched Prince and Eric. That's when my back really started to hurt but again I thought it was nothing. On a whim I did my hair at 10 p.m just in case something happened. Finally hit the bed at midnight and after a last ditch attempt to get things going fell asleep. BUT I could not get comfortable to save my life. As all pregnant mamas know sleeping is a thing of the past long before you bring a screaming newborn home. So I woke up at 2 a.m. and had to use the bathroom. But it never stopped flowing...I thought "Dear God this is it....I think". I woke up the hubby and said I thought my water had broken but the bed wasn't wet so I was going back to sleep. HAHAHA!!! Never happened....I could not get comfortable and eventually the water kept coming. So I made the necessary calls to my OB and my mom. After a quick bite to eat and a shower off to the hospital we went.
We made it around 4:15 a.m and after being poked and prodded in my neither regions it was confirmed my water was broken and I wasn't leaving the hospital without our daughter. The darn nurse poked me twice and could not get an IV started. I guess because she kept talking which I appreciated but I wore those bruised arms for 2 weeks after giving birth. The second nurse got it on the first try and we were checked in. The next 8 hours were a haze of walking, breathing, positioning, and prayer. Man I wanted it to be done but apparently I wasn't in a good contraction pattern. This is where it gets hairy. I'll spare the details but I consented to being given Pitocin at about noon. All I will say about those contractions is imagine being stabbed over and over in your uterus and then someone pouring rubbing alcohol on the wound....repeatedly....and then imagine that pain for 2 minutes straight....it disappears for 30 seconds and then comes right back. That is honestly the best way I can describe it. After an hour of that rollercoaster I had an epidural placed and just waited....literally....I will say the doctor and the nurses were phenomenal. They were very encouraging except towards then end when I had only dilated 6 centimeters after 15 hours of labor and the C-Section word popped out.
About this time I sent the hubby home to shower since it was going to be a long night and that was the BIGGEST mistake ever. Thankfully my mom was there with me but needless to say I will NEVER send him on a errand again while I am in labor. The doctor came in and checked me at 9:30ish and it was time. I was 10 centimeters dilated and the baby was descending on her own. Funny thing I had no idea...my epidural numbed every nerve I had from the waist down...it was all dead weight. After giving 3 practices pushes, my mom frantically calling my husband, him going 80 mph down the road to get back, and security denying him access to get to me, the doctor announced we couldn't wait or she would make her way out on her own. So they broke the bed down and in 3 pushes this beautiful baby came into the world with eyes wide open. I was in shock and happy and amazed!!! This was my baby and all I could do was smile at her. My first words to her were "Hi there beautiful! Mommy loves you!" My mom cut the cord and there she was....My own little human being...my daughter...my love....my life. All I could do was smile. The doctor did his thing and my hubby came in less than 5 minutes after she was born. I directed him straight to her....the after birth fiasco is something he didn't want or need to see!!!!!
Thinking back on it there were a few things I will do differently with our next child.
- Labor at home longer - The waiting at the hospital was killer...and boring... I honestly feel like that was one reason I didn't progress. I need the freedom to move around, grunt, squat, otherwise progress birth on my own.
- Refuse Pitocen at all costs - I am not against this drug but the contractions it induces and what ensues afterwards is not what I wanted.
- The husband will go nowhere for obvious reasons.
- Epidural? Yes Please!!!! I know there is this big argument for or against epidurals but that is a personal decision for each woman. For myself, I'll have one with a Popsicle on the side. Thanks!
So there it is.....Post from here on out will be about our adventures into toddlerhood!
Signed
Mom to Lady S
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