Baby is here!!
I was induced with a Foley bulb and prostaglandin gel and was given until 10am on 30th june to go into labor on my own or start pitocin. Wouldn't you know it, I started having strong contractions 2 minutes apart at 9.55! However, nobody believed I was in labor or that it could start so suddenly because I had only been 1.5cm dilated with a very posterior cervix and a baby still not engaged... the pitocin drip was started five minutes later as scheduled and my ccontractions were suddenly one on top of the other and couldn't even be timed. Everyone kept telling me it takes time with your first baby so I was horrified thinking I have a long way to go and its only early labor! At 11am my water was broken and the pain became exponentially worse. The pitocin was turned off at this point because I was in hard labor, although I was handling it okay using breathing and encouragement from DH. By 1pm, however, I was screaming with each contraction and being hooked up to two IVs and three monitors was excruciating. DH started insisting that I be checked because he knows I have a high pain tolerance and was terrified to see me screaming like that, but they said there was no point in checking so early. Sure enough, when his constant nagging got to the midwife at 2pm her eyes widened and she announced I was 10cm dilated and ready to push! I could no longer control my screaming or try to breathe, all pain management had flown out the window and I was spontaneously pushing with every contraction. That's when things became dramatic and I was suddenly told to NOT PUSH because I needed a blood transfusion due to a clotting disorder I have. They started hooking me up to bags of blood while I could literally feel the baby between my legs and my body was pushing whether or not anyone liked it!! For the next two hours (!!) I became progressively more exhausted from fighting the contractions, being immobile and not being allowed water. Im told I was screaming down the hospital but I honestly don't remember doing it consciously! I also started losing consciousness in between contractions and at some point was given puffs of ventolin. This part was a nightmare and left me too traumatised to sleep the first night. However, at quarter to four my blood transfusion was complete, the baby's heart rate was dropping due to being stuck in my pelvis so long and I somehow-i don't know how-mustered up the energy to push with every fiber of my being to make sure he came out healthy. A little past 4pm, I pushed out my little boy, who came out healthy, screaming and weighing 6lbs. I have never known such relief or happiness!! The rush of love and endorphins was so strong that an hour after the birth, having still not eaten in 24 hours, I hopped out of bed to use the bathroom, fed my baby and walked to a recovery room. I had an episiotomy and multiple lacerations, but less than 48 hours I feel pretty fantastic in spite of everything. All that matters is that were both healthy, and he's here.
NOT the spontaneous, calm labor I envisioned my whole pregnancy, but so, so, worth it in the end.
(Positive) labor dust to everyone, may you all have infinitely easier deliveries and meet your little ones soon!!