On Monday, Dec 14th, at 4 am, I woke up with a question on my mind….”What the heck was THAT!?!!” The THAT in question would later reveal itself to be my first labor contraction. For the rest of the day on Wednesday, I experienced these contractions about 10-15 minutes apart. Tuesday morning they began to come more frequently, about 7 or 8 minutes apart, but after about 5 hours, they lost frequency, going back to 10-15mins.
So, I think to myself, “Ok, this is what false labor is like. So now when I go into real labor, i’ll know! That’s great!” Went to bed, anticipating my prenatal appointment the next day, hoping that my internal exam would show progression, because I had been in serious pain for 2 whole days.
Wednesday gets here, I wake up, and Im still having contractions, about 15 to 20 mins apart. My husband and I plan to go to our appointment, hopefully get some good news about the baby’s progression, and then go and do our weekly grocery shopping. We dont eat lunch yet, because we figure that we can just grab something while we’re out.
Dr. Cole’s Office
As soon as the nurse sees me, she says “Oooh, you have that look about you. Today might be the day!” And to be honest, im thinking “Whatever, im only having contractions 20 mins apart, theres no way today is the day.” So, I go into the exam room, doc comes in, checks me, and guess what he says?
“Oh, you’re in labor, go on and go over the hospital. You’re 5cm dilated.”
I had been in labor since the day before, and didnt even know. I wanted an unmedicated birth, so the plan was to not go to the hospital unless I was in active labor, contractions 5 mins apart. I didnt get there, so I figured labor hadnt started yet. Guess I was wrong, huh?
So, now I have to go to straight to the hospital, no I cant go and get something to eat, no I cant go get my toothbrush. GO TO THE HOSPITAL, THE BABY IS FALLING OUT. Well…not really falling out, but thats how 5cm sounded to me!
At the Hospital
So, my doctor comes and breaks my water, and asks me about Pitocin, to help my contractions come faster. I say no, and he agrees, unless I stop making progression, and then we’ll need to do it, because my water is broken.
2 hours later……no progression, so we do the Pitocin. Hubby helps me breathe through the next few contractions. The Pitocin made the contractions closer, but still no progress, so we turn the Pitocin up. I breathe through more contractions, and we find out that im at about 6-7cm dilated. Yay, right?
The next contraction hits. And I about lose my mind. Hubby looks at the monitor, and it a really strong one, and we think yeah, that’s great, and we mention it to the nurse the next time she comes in. And we find out that in order to make the progress that will get me further dilated, my contractions are going to come about twice as strong as the one before
that almost killed me.
“Bring me something for this pain, now.” Im trying to avoid an epidural, still, so the bring me Demerol, which is an IV pain medication, and its supposed to take the edge off, so that I would be able to work through the rest of my labor. It IMMEDIATELY puts me to sleep. I mean, I fell asleep in the middle of a sentence, 10 seconds after she puts it into my IV.
Im woken up about an hour later, still at 7cm. My Dr comes, and informs me that he’s going to have to leave, and I’ll be delivering with another doctor. Im sad, he’s sad, hubby’s sad, but hey, he’s been on call all week, it’s his first night off, and he has a wife and kids. I’ll be ok with another doc! He leaves us with the prediction that it wont be much longer, and that he thinks Izzy will be here by 9 or 10 pm.
He also asks me if I wanted to do the epidural. Demerol only helps for about an hour, but they can only give it to me every 4…..so, yeah, you can do that math. Throughout my pregnancy, I always said that I would never get an epidural, I would work through it, I would work through it. But once I was in labor, I asked myself……is this really something I want to remember?
I feel HORRIBLE!! Im in pain, im not feeling happy, and I just want it to be over.
That’s not the labor experience I wanted.
So I got the epidural.
And I think it was the best decision I made all night.
Contrary to popular belief, I could feel my feet, I could feel my legs, I could move. I could push. I wasnt in pain, but I could feel the pressure of my contractions. I got to 10cms dilated happy, laughing with my husband and the nurses.
And then it was time to push! We had to wait on the Dr. to get there, but when he got there, we started pushing, and 10-15mins later, Izzy was born! I did end up needing a small episiotomy, because at some point her heartrate dipped badly, and we needed to get her out NOW.
At 9:22pm, she was born, and her daddy cut the cord. Izzy weighed 7lbs exactly, and she was 19inches long. She scored 9s both times on her APGAR, and she is beautiful.
And our family is complete….for now at least!