Post by jessila on Jun 24, 2015 12:32:24 GMT -5
Waiting for my little man to wake up for a feeding which he's already really good at.
Yesterday (6/23) I started having regular contractions that were 7 minutes apart but I'd had a few days of false labor so I ignored it. DH made dinner and by the time he ate the contractions were fairly painful and 3-4 minutes apart. He insisted we call the doctor around 8pm.
Dr said to go to L&D. We got there around 845. Our hospital is under renovation so it was hard to find the correct entrance which we didn't really find but they got us to L&D. Apparently I was too under control because the nurse was astonished when I was already 6cm, totally effaced, and a bulging bag.
Labor progressed with lots of animalistic grunting noises.We got admitted and it took 12 sticks to finally get my IV in. This was during the most painful part of labor and now I have beautiful bruises all over my arms.
The doctor came in to break my water because I was 9cm. (Admission-somewhere in my head I was expecting the water to be cold which makes absolutely no sense) We were hoping that it would break and I could just push him out which had never been my plan to go medfree but I was done and ready for him to come.
He was only at a -1 and doctor said 2 more hours so I got that epidural. It was amazing and I could rest. Around 2am I was at a 0 and Dr said start pushing. Pushed for an hour and realized he was sunny side up. Pushed another 30 min then the dr came in to assess the situation. He strongly recommended the csection because Owen wasn't dropping and all we were getting was a conehead. He gave me a 30 minute ultimatum. Thirty minutes of pushing and if there was no progress then a csection would be it.
Thirty minutes later and no progress. Cue the horrific ugly cry because I didn't want a csection. It was the only thing on my 'birth plan.' They took me into the OR and I had uncontrollable nervous shaking the entire time. Then out he came and I started sobbing.
The anesthesiologist gave me demerol to calm me down after I puked while on the table. So I kind of saw DH holding Owen prior to essentially passing out for 30 minutes.
I finally got to hold him in recovery and he went straight for the boob. He's doing a good job which makes me optimistic. He might have a slight tied tongue. Waiting to talk to pediatrician.
From first contraction to baby out of me was 10 1/2 hours.
TL;DR: Fast labor but baby sunny side up. Lead to emotionally distressing emergency c-section. My child came out looking like a toddler (9lbs 1 oz, 22 1/4 inches).
Yesterday (6/23) I started having regular contractions that were 7 minutes apart but I'd had a few days of false labor so I ignored it. DH made dinner and by the time he ate the contractions were fairly painful and 3-4 minutes apart. He insisted we call the doctor around 8pm.
Dr said to go to L&D. We got there around 845. Our hospital is under renovation so it was hard to find the correct entrance which we didn't really find but they got us to L&D. Apparently I was too under control because the nurse was astonished when I was already 6cm, totally effaced, and a bulging bag.
Labor progressed with lots of animalistic grunting noises.We got admitted and it took 12 sticks to finally get my IV in. This was during the most painful part of labor and now I have beautiful bruises all over my arms.
The doctor came in to break my water because I was 9cm. (Admission-somewhere in my head I was expecting the water to be cold which makes absolutely no sense) We were hoping that it would break and I could just push him out which had never been my plan to go medfree but I was done and ready for him to come.
He was only at a -1 and doctor said 2 more hours so I got that epidural. It was amazing and I could rest. Around 2am I was at a 0 and Dr said start pushing. Pushed for an hour and realized he was sunny side up. Pushed another 30 min then the dr came in to assess the situation. He strongly recommended the csection because Owen wasn't dropping and all we were getting was a conehead. He gave me a 30 minute ultimatum. Thirty minutes of pushing and if there was no progress then a csection would be it.
Thirty minutes later and no progress. Cue the horrific ugly cry because I didn't want a csection. It was the only thing on my 'birth plan.' They took me into the OR and I had uncontrollable nervous shaking the entire time. Then out he came and I started sobbing.
The anesthesiologist gave me demerol to calm me down after I puked while on the table. So I kind of saw DH holding Owen prior to essentially passing out for 30 minutes.
I finally got to hold him in recovery and he went straight for the boob. He's doing a good job which makes me optimistic. He might have a slight tied tongue. Waiting to talk to pediatrician.
From first contraction to baby out of me was 10 1/2 hours.
TL;DR: Fast labor but baby sunny side up. Lead to emotionally distressing emergency c-section. My child came out looking like a toddler (9lbs 1 oz, 22 1/4 inches).
