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Mom to a perfect baby boy
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Well I had a very stubborn little boy who did not want to come out! At 41+3 was the day we scheduled my induction for January 4th. My plan was to go as natural as possible, I didn't want the epidural and I was going to hold off on all pain meds for as long as I could!
That morning the OH and I woke up early, showered, packed the car, and went out for a nice breakfast. We called the hospital at 7am to make sure they were all ready for me to come down, which they were! When we arrived I got dressed in the johnny and was put on monitors and run through the usual drill. We waited for the doctor to come upstairs and check me/give me the okay to start the pitocin. Finally around 9am he came in and I was 3cm and still 80% effaced. I was given okay to start the pitocin so at 9:30 am the drip went in, starting at the lowest dose and the plan was to go up one dose higher every half hour until not necessary anymore. He said he'd come in around 12 to break my water.
I was having painless contractions a week prior to this, and all the pitocin seemed to do was increase those. They were a little more intense than usual but still not painful at all. Me and OH sat patiently waiting for things to start happening, I was extremely nervous knowing at any moment the pain could start increasing, and soon would be hurting a lot. Finally around 11am I started to feel them. They did hurt but were 3 minutes apart and lasting roughly 30 seconds. The doctor came in around 11:30, checked me again and I was still 3cm. At 11:45 he broke my water, which was an extremely uncomfortable process because for some reason he couldn't get in there! I'm not sure if it was the baby's head or my position but he kept apologizing for how long it was taking so I don't think it normally is like that
Almost immediately after that the contractions picked up fast. They hurt a lot worse than before and were coming every 2 minutes and lasting almost a minute long. I kept telling myself I could do this, but every time I got one I thought how much I couldn't do it, it felt like I was being torn in half! I just wanted to cry but that made it so much worse. When the contraction came I couldn't cope at all, it was by far the worst thing I'll ever feel in my life. When it finally stopped it felt like I only had 30 seconds to recover and then another would hit. This went on for over an hour and the pain only kept increasing, I was definitely starting to scream when they came!
At 1:15pm I was checked and was 5cm. I tried to tell myself half way there! But honestly couldn't even imagine I had another whole half of this to go. It was awful, I felt like it wouldn't of been so bad if I had more time in between them because they were coming less than 2 minutes apart and were lasting 1 minute at least. I realized very quickly I couldn't do this on my own. I asked for the epidural around 1:30 but the anesthetic was apparently in surgery and the nurse made it seem like he'd be there shortly so I tried to hold on to the thought that I would have relief soon! I was starting to get really discouraged and I even said the "I can't do this.." phrase several times. It was so painful and every time my contraction started to die down, I couldn't even enjoy the minute and a half I got before the next one because I was extremely terrified that I knew one was coming! It was traumatizing for me, thank GOD for my supporting OH who put up with me screaming and gave me constant positive reinforcement!
I couldn't even wait 10 minutes for the anesthesiologist the contractions were so frequent and so painfully long! I was seriously convulsing so badly my whole entire body was shaking vigorously it was ridiculous! At 2pm the nurse gave me fetenol (I think that's what it was called) to help me while I waited. That didn't make the pain go down much at all, but it did make the time in between my contractions feel much better. I actually rested in between them for what actually felt like 2 minutes for the first time, which made it easier to breath through my contractions. I still wanted the epidural though and asked for it frequently. At 3:30 (an hour and a half later!) The new nurse that came in told me he was finally on his way up to the maternity ward and he was coming to give me mine first, there was another girl who wanted one too but that awesome nurse told him to come to my room first, bless her! I could tell the fetenol was wearing off and I was scared in between my contractions again, the pain was STILL getting worse which I could not even believe!
He finally got in there at 3:45 and started preping everything. The guy was a complete moron and was seriously trying to joke with me as I'm screaming through my contractions! He even kicked my OH out of the room so I had no one to squeeze as they were coming! The nurse was running around helping him set everything up and I'd say "I'm getting another one! I'm getting another contraction now!" And the nurse would stop and come console me and let me squeeze her arm, I seriously don't know how I would have made it through with out her. The stupid anesthesiologist was taking forever and all I could seriously think was 'get this damn needle in my back right now so I can have some relief!' After it was finally inserted he told me it'd be another 20 minutes before it kicked in, but it should start helping soon. I was seriously screaming ridiculously because they were so painful and they didn't start easing up AT ALL! The nurse and that guy were trying to figure out why it wasn't working, she was pressing the button to give me the extra dose but I could still feel everyone of them and they were STILL getting worse. I just kept yelling "WHY.. why isn't it working!!?" My feet were tingly my legs felt weird and my ass was numb, but that spot right under my bump where you feel the contractions felt just the same as before.
My OH came back in the room and the nurse checked to see what I was at 4:00pm and she said she said it felt like I was 6/7cm but she couldn't tell because one side felt really different than the other. I was in so much pain I was so pissed the epidural did nothing to my contractions, they started coming every 30 seconds. AND the time in between them I was still feeling period like cramps which I hadn't have happen to me the whole labor, I was almost in constant pain! I kept saying 'somethings different somethings not right' so she checked me again at 4:15 and said "oh okay you're actually 10cm, so what I want you to do is push the next contraction you get"
I couldn't even believe it! The whole time in labor you wait to hear those words and I was just in total shock it was that time. The first push I tried was awful thats the worst thing you could ever do during a contraction as far as more pain wise... I said I didn't want to push after I tried that first time I couldn't believe it's humanly possible to feel that much pain! She was really encouraging though and I realized very quickly the only way this pain was going away was if I pushed that baby out... her and my OH were so encouraging because by the 2 and 3rd push they couldn't believe how far I progressed and how good I was doing! After that I just thought about how it was seriously almost time to meet my son, the doctor came in they got the bed all ready and with every contraction I got at least 2 long hard pushes in!
I totally pooed the bed!
I really didn't care if I would or not but I knew I did because I could smell it! 
I said something about it and everyone tried lying to me saying no it didn't happen an when I insisted it did they told me they didn't even notice (such liars!) the nurse even sprayed some foam on it to cover it up, saying "there now it's all gone!" 
I don't know what happened, but all of a sudden I wasn't in pain anymore. Pushing was obviously uncomfortable and was an extreme amount of pressure but the awful contraction pain was just gone (maybe that epidural kicked in or maybe it was just excitement to meet my baby.. who knows). The first push was the worst, the 3 after that were pretty bad, and the last 4 I didn't feel at all (besides the crazy pressure of your vagina stretching to its limits). I was so excited because I was doing so well and I had that baby out 15 minutes of pushing! Everyone couldn't believe how amazing I was doing, and it was really encouraging. I gave it everything I got and it really paid off. The head came out (which was the most I felt of the last few pushes) and the next push he was born.
That moment where they put your baby on your bare chest is absolutely incredible. It took him only a few seconds to cry, but once he did he didn't stop for like 5 minutes. I tried to console and talk to him, holding back tears myself to make him feel better. I just stared in awe at this chubby little baby that was all mine. The doctor continued to do his thing, reminded me I needed to push one more time to deliver the placenta. I tore a tiny bit and only needed two stitches so he did that for me. I didn't feel any of that. After a few more minutes they took him away real quick to be weighed, and I just looked over to where he was and started bawling. I couldn't even believe he was there! My OH came over and hugged me and joined me with the tears of unbelievable happiness.
All and all I can't complain with how my labor went. More than anything I wanted skin to skin and to breastfeed within in the first hour and I got it. Though the contractions were intense and extremely close the entire time, it was only 4 and 1/2 hours total of pain and I only pushed for 15 minutes. He was born at 4:29PM weighing 8.6 pounds and 20.5 inches long. I am so proud he did so well the entire time and I am so in love!!
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That morning the OH and I woke up early, showered, packed the car, and went out for a nice breakfast. We called the hospital at 7am to make sure they were all ready for me to come down, which they were! When we arrived I got dressed in the johnny and was put on monitors and run through the usual drill. We waited for the doctor to come upstairs and check me/give me the okay to start the pitocin. Finally around 9am he came in and I was 3cm and still 80% effaced. I was given okay to start the pitocin so at 9:30 am the drip went in, starting at the lowest dose and the plan was to go up one dose higher every half hour until not necessary anymore. He said he'd come in around 12 to break my water.
I was having painless contractions a week prior to this, and all the pitocin seemed to do was increase those. They were a little more intense than usual but still not painful at all. Me and OH sat patiently waiting for things to start happening, I was extremely nervous knowing at any moment the pain could start increasing, and soon would be hurting a lot. Finally around 11am I started to feel them. They did hurt but were 3 minutes apart and lasting roughly 30 seconds. The doctor came in around 11:30, checked me again and I was still 3cm. At 11:45 he broke my water, which was an extremely uncomfortable process because for some reason he couldn't get in there! I'm not sure if it was the baby's head or my position but he kept apologizing for how long it was taking so I don't think it normally is like that
Almost immediately after that the contractions picked up fast. They hurt a lot worse than before and were coming every 2 minutes and lasting almost a minute long. I kept telling myself I could do this, but every time I got one I thought how much I couldn't do it, it felt like I was being torn in half! I just wanted to cry but that made it so much worse. When the contraction came I couldn't cope at all, it was by far the worst thing I'll ever feel in my life. When it finally stopped it felt like I only had 30 seconds to recover and then another would hit. This went on for over an hour and the pain only kept increasing, I was definitely starting to scream when they came!
At 1:15pm I was checked and was 5cm. I tried to tell myself half way there! But honestly couldn't even imagine I had another whole half of this to go. It was awful, I felt like it wouldn't of been so bad if I had more time in between them because they were coming less than 2 minutes apart and were lasting 1 minute at least. I realized very quickly I couldn't do this on my own. I asked for the epidural around 1:30 but the anesthetic was apparently in surgery and the nurse made it seem like he'd be there shortly so I tried to hold on to the thought that I would have relief soon! I was starting to get really discouraged and I even said the "I can't do this.." phrase several times. It was so painful and every time my contraction started to die down, I couldn't even enjoy the minute and a half I got before the next one because I was extremely terrified that I knew one was coming! It was traumatizing for me, thank GOD for my supporting OH who put up with me screaming and gave me constant positive reinforcement!
I couldn't even wait 10 minutes for the anesthesiologist the contractions were so frequent and so painfully long! I was seriously convulsing so badly my whole entire body was shaking vigorously it was ridiculous! At 2pm the nurse gave me fetenol (I think that's what it was called) to help me while I waited. That didn't make the pain go down much at all, but it did make the time in between my contractions feel much better. I actually rested in between them for what actually felt like 2 minutes for the first time, which made it easier to breath through my contractions. I still wanted the epidural though and asked for it frequently. At 3:30 (an hour and a half later!) The new nurse that came in told me he was finally on his way up to the maternity ward and he was coming to give me mine first, there was another girl who wanted one too but that awesome nurse told him to come to my room first, bless her! I could tell the fetenol was wearing off and I was scared in between my contractions again, the pain was STILL getting worse which I could not even believe!
He finally got in there at 3:45 and started preping everything. The guy was a complete moron and was seriously trying to joke with me as I'm screaming through my contractions! He even kicked my OH out of the room so I had no one to squeeze as they were coming! The nurse was running around helping him set everything up and I'd say "I'm getting another one! I'm getting another contraction now!" And the nurse would stop and come console me and let me squeeze her arm, I seriously don't know how I would have made it through with out her. The stupid anesthesiologist was taking forever and all I could seriously think was 'get this damn needle in my back right now so I can have some relief!' After it was finally inserted he told me it'd be another 20 minutes before it kicked in, but it should start helping soon. I was seriously screaming ridiculously because they were so painful and they didn't start easing up AT ALL! The nurse and that guy were trying to figure out why it wasn't working, she was pressing the button to give me the extra dose but I could still feel everyone of them and they were STILL getting worse. I just kept yelling "WHY.. why isn't it working!!?" My feet were tingly my legs felt weird and my ass was numb, but that spot right under my bump where you feel the contractions felt just the same as before.
My OH came back in the room and the nurse checked to see what I was at 4:00pm and she said she said it felt like I was 6/7cm but she couldn't tell because one side felt really different than the other. I was in so much pain I was so pissed the epidural did nothing to my contractions, they started coming every 30 seconds. AND the time in between them I was still feeling period like cramps which I hadn't have happen to me the whole labor, I was almost in constant pain! I kept saying 'somethings different somethings not right' so she checked me again at 4:15 and said "oh okay you're actually 10cm, so what I want you to do is push the next contraction you get"
I couldn't even believe it! The whole time in labor you wait to hear those words and I was just in total shock it was that time. The first push I tried was awful thats the worst thing you could ever do during a contraction as far as more pain wise... I said I didn't want to push after I tried that first time I couldn't believe it's humanly possible to feel that much pain! She was really encouraging though and I realized very quickly the only way this pain was going away was if I pushed that baby out... her and my OH were so encouraging because by the 2 and 3rd push they couldn't believe how far I progressed and how good I was doing! After that I just thought about how it was seriously almost time to meet my son, the doctor came in they got the bed all ready and with every contraction I got at least 2 long hard pushes in!
I totally pooed the bed!
I really didn't care if I would or not but I knew I did because I could smell it! I said something about it and everyone tried lying to me saying no it didn't happen an when I insisted it did they told me they didn't even notice (such liars!) the nurse even sprayed some foam on it to cover it up, saying "there now it's all gone!" I don't know what happened, but all of a sudden I wasn't in pain anymore. Pushing was obviously uncomfortable and was an extreme amount of pressure but the awful contraction pain was just gone (maybe that epidural kicked in or maybe it was just excitement to meet my baby.. who knows). The first push was the worst, the 3 after that were pretty bad, and the last 4 I didn't feel at all (besides the crazy pressure of your vagina stretching to its limits). I was so excited because I was doing so well and I had that baby out 15 minutes of pushing! Everyone couldn't believe how amazing I was doing, and it was really encouraging. I gave it everything I got and it really paid off. The head came out (which was the most I felt of the last few pushes) and the next push he was born.
That moment where they put your baby on your bare chest is absolutely incredible. It took him only a few seconds to cry, but once he did he didn't stop for like 5 minutes. I tried to console and talk to him, holding back tears myself to make him feel better. I just stared in awe at this chubby little baby that was all mine. The doctor continued to do his thing, reminded me I needed to push one more time to deliver the placenta. I tore a tiny bit and only needed two stitches so he did that for me. I didn't feel any of that. After a few more minutes they took him away real quick to be weighed, and I just looked over to where he was and started bawling. I couldn't even believe he was there! My OH came over and hugged me and joined me with the tears of unbelievable happiness.
All and all I can't complain with how my labor went. More than anything I wanted skin to skin and to breastfeed within in the first hour and I got it. Though the contractions were intense and extremely close the entire time, it was only 4 and 1/2 hours total of pain and I only pushed for 15 minutes. He was born at 4:29PM weighing 8.6 pounds and 20.5 inches long. I am so proud he did so well the entire time and I am so in love!!
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