Birth Story!
Mar 8, 2015 2:36:05 GMT -5
Post by Mom2Ms on Mar 8, 2015 2:36:05 GMT -5
Macallan Loche born 3/4/15 at 12:46am, 8lbs 5 oz and 21 inches long. He was born at 40w6d.
So, it was Tuesday. I had my membranes stripped on Monday. On Monday I had contractions pretty much consistently all day, however they never got to be 5 minutes apart, prompting the trip to L & D. They stopped a little after midnight. I had given up hope. On Tuesday morning, I woke up, was still having them sporadically, but did not time them to do anything because I had seemed to have so many false alarms that I was just going to go about my day and do what I wanted. Around 3:30 they all of a sudden started. They would be 3-5 minutes apart, sometimes 1 minute. Then randomly a ten minute here or there. I called my doctor to see what she wanted me to do and she said to go into L & D. I told DH that we needed to get ready to go and it was rough because we had been fighting really bad all day. Frankly, I didn't want to go because it had been such a bad day. Anyway, we arrived at the hospital just before 6. Checked into L & D right away because my doctor had called ahead. Got undressed. They checked me, I was still only 4-5cm and 80%. I was hooked up to the monitors for a while to see what was going on. They did not quite admit me yet. The contractions after about an hour had really slowed down, so I had to make a decision on what I wanted to do. We waited it out another hour, still not much of anything. The on call doctor showed up and told us our options (which had been explained by the nurse before hand). I could wait it out and start walking, get the pitocin, or have them break my water. After much discussion and being told that the water breaking would make me dilate probably 1cm per hour, I went with that. The fact that DH and I had been fighting bad, I mean really bad, on that day made me not want to deliver on that day. I told the nurse in private what was going on and she said that she did not think that I would deliver before midnight. I opted to NOT get the epidural prior to breaking the water, HUGE mistake. My water was broken around 9:40. I started having REAL and STRONG contractions within minutes. The ones I had been feeling at home were a complete joke. I immediately asked for an epidural after the first one..... The pain was nearly intolerable. It took 45 minutes to get the epidural. Not to mention he was trying to do it WHILE I was having very strong contractions every 2 minutes. DH said that I went pale and was literally shaking from the pain. After getting the epidural TWICE, yes, he had to take it out and then reinsert it. Pain relief was on the way. This was about 10:30. Nurse said that she was going to come and check on me at 1:00 to see how I was. Nope. My body and baby had other plans. She came back in at 11:30 due to the baby's heart rate being not optimal. I ended up switching positions and that helped, but she checked me and I was 10cm at fully effaced by 11:40. So much for the 1cm per hour stuff. She made me take a couple of practice pushes to gauge where I was and after a couple rounds of pushing, she said that she had to call the doctor immediately because the baby was going to come much sooner than expected. She called the doctor and I spent about 20 minutes pushing. At that point, he was literally right there and we had to stop everything because the doctor was not there yet and they could not find anyone to "catch" the baby. The doctor finally showed up, I pushed for about another 10 minutes and baby boy was here! The cord was wrapped around his neck once, but not enough to cause any alarm or anything past making a comment about it.
We are home how and things are great. BF is going pretty well and he is sleeping pretty darn good. Big sister is adjusting and I am over the moon that he is here and well. He is the perfect combo of looks between DH and I. And he is just perfect. All the pain, bed rest, and scares was all completely worth it.
Id attach photos but it keeps saying that "The forum has reached its attachment space limit"...... Sorry, I guess that's what you get for being overdue.
So, it was Tuesday. I had my membranes stripped on Monday. On Monday I had contractions pretty much consistently all day, however they never got to be 5 minutes apart, prompting the trip to L & D. They stopped a little after midnight. I had given up hope. On Tuesday morning, I woke up, was still having them sporadically, but did not time them to do anything because I had seemed to have so many false alarms that I was just going to go about my day and do what I wanted. Around 3:30 they all of a sudden started. They would be 3-5 minutes apart, sometimes 1 minute. Then randomly a ten minute here or there. I called my doctor to see what she wanted me to do and she said to go into L & D. I told DH that we needed to get ready to go and it was rough because we had been fighting really bad all day. Frankly, I didn't want to go because it had been such a bad day. Anyway, we arrived at the hospital just before 6. Checked into L & D right away because my doctor had called ahead. Got undressed. They checked me, I was still only 4-5cm and 80%. I was hooked up to the monitors for a while to see what was going on. They did not quite admit me yet. The contractions after about an hour had really slowed down, so I had to make a decision on what I wanted to do. We waited it out another hour, still not much of anything. The on call doctor showed up and told us our options (which had been explained by the nurse before hand). I could wait it out and start walking, get the pitocin, or have them break my water. After much discussion and being told that the water breaking would make me dilate probably 1cm per hour, I went with that. The fact that DH and I had been fighting bad, I mean really bad, on that day made me not want to deliver on that day. I told the nurse in private what was going on and she said that she did not think that I would deliver before midnight. I opted to NOT get the epidural prior to breaking the water, HUGE mistake. My water was broken around 9:40. I started having REAL and STRONG contractions within minutes. The ones I had been feeling at home were a complete joke. I immediately asked for an epidural after the first one..... The pain was nearly intolerable. It took 45 minutes to get the epidural. Not to mention he was trying to do it WHILE I was having very strong contractions every 2 minutes. DH said that I went pale and was literally shaking from the pain. After getting the epidural TWICE, yes, he had to take it out and then reinsert it. Pain relief was on the way. This was about 10:30. Nurse said that she was going to come and check on me at 1:00 to see how I was. Nope. My body and baby had other plans. She came back in at 11:30 due to the baby's heart rate being not optimal. I ended up switching positions and that helped, but she checked me and I was 10cm at fully effaced by 11:40. So much for the 1cm per hour stuff. She made me take a couple of practice pushes to gauge where I was and after a couple rounds of pushing, she said that she had to call the doctor immediately because the baby was going to come much sooner than expected. She called the doctor and I spent about 20 minutes pushing. At that point, he was literally right there and we had to stop everything because the doctor was not there yet and they could not find anyone to "catch" the baby. The doctor finally showed up, I pushed for about another 10 minutes and baby boy was here! The cord was wrapped around his neck once, but not enough to cause any alarm or anything past making a comment about it.
We are home how and things are great. BF is going pretty well and he is sleeping pretty darn good. Big sister is adjusting and I am over the moon that he is here and well. He is the perfect combo of looks between DH and I. And he is just perfect. All the pain, bed rest, and scares was all completely worth it.
Id attach photos but it keeps saying that "The forum has reached its attachment space limit"...... Sorry, I guess that's what you get for being overdue.