beautifulpack
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Hi ladies! Well, I've been in many of the "fear of going overdue" threads on here and was confident that I would be one of the many to go overdue. My due date is October 6th (this Sat).
Imagine my complete surprise, when, out of nowhere, I felt what appeared to be a strong Braxton Hick approx 7pm on Monday, Oct 1st. Now, mind you, throughout the entire day and previous weekend, I had absolutely no symptons..in fact, the previous Friday (28th), I had a doct appt and she checked my cervix, it was shut tight.
Because I had no prior symptons at all, I was convinced that the slightly uncomfortable contraction I was feeling was nothing but a Braxton Hick....so imagine my surprise when a second contraction hit, this one a bit more painful not even two minutes later...I went to the bathroom to see if anything was going on and saw some spotty blood..then another contraction hit...this one definately confirming that I was in active labor.
At this point it is 7:30pm, so I decided to wait about 20 minutes before notifying my fiance...because I'm the type that would stay at home until the last minute before going to the hospital...but the rate these contractions were hitting and the pain associated, something was telling me to just go to the hospital.
So I called my fiance at 7:45pm...I had no bag packed, so as I walked around the house packing various items, the contractions were coming fast and hard..we were in the car on the way to the hospital by 8:20pm
The car ride to the hospital was agony. The pain was unbearable...the contractions were now a minute apart...I was in disbelief because I knew they should not be this close! I just clinched my jaw and held on to dashboard to bear the pain during the ride.
We finally reach the hospital by 8:45pm..at this point, I'm gasping and just trying to hold it together...We reach the labor & delivery ward with my fiance holding me up...we check in and at this point I couldnt walk to the room I was assigned..I fell to my knees and kind of crawled..I was finally able to get up and walk to the room..
When we reached the initial room, the nurse was asking me a thousand questions and I could barely answer..I demanded someone check me immediately...finally a doctor came in, checked me and said I was about 6 centimeters dialated..it is now about 9:15pm...for the next 10 minutes, we had to wait to be transported to the actually delivery room...I'm screaming for an epidural but was told that I had to wait to be transferred where they would have to put me on an IV before I could recieve an epidural....these 10 minutes were breathtakingly painful....now I have a 12 year old daughter that I gave birth to vaginally..however, that birth was induced and I recieved an epidural immediately so I had never really endured the labor process..and certainly didnt progress from 0 to 6 centimers in 1 1/2 hour!!!
Finally I get carted to the delivery room where I have hope of this agonizing pain ending soon because the epidural was on its way....we get to room and I had to transfer beds...this took forever because I couldnt get up....when I did move to the other bed, I could not lie down like they wanted..I had to be on all fours to bear the pain...they was yelling at me to calm down so that they could insert the iv..I was able to and the iv was inserted...meanwhile my fiance is in panic because he had never seen me so out of control with unbearable pain.....I kept asking when the anestesiologist would be there with the epidural....was told half an hour....this seemed like an eternity to me!!! I asked for other pain relief and was denied. It is now 9:40pm...
At this point I am screaming at the top of my lungs and praying for a miraculous intervention from God....Then around 9:53pm I felt amidst the pain that a bowel movement was getting ready to take place...I yelled that I had to use the bathroom..the nurses looked at me crazy and asked was I sure...I screamed yes..its coming from my butt at any second (sorry tmi) someone stuck their hand inside and yelled, no its the baby, the head is right here!!! I gasped and asked again, where the hell is the epidural??!!!! They told me there was no time for that.
All of sudden a doctor came running into the room, they yelled at me to turn around and get in the delivery position...in my mind, I'm thinking they are all out of their minds if they think I'm about to push this baby out without that damn epidural!! The doctor was yelling for me to hold my knees while the fiance had the other one (who by the way was in shock during this entire ordeal lol) They were all yelling Push with the next contraction which sounded ludicrous because it was everything not to pass out with any more contractions....but they were yelling so loud and there wasnt a choice, so I started to bear down and push....this was another indescribeable pain on top of the already indescribeable pain!! I felt her head come out and stopped...I needed a moment! They screamed Keep Pushing! I beared down some more and pushed with all my might...I felt her shoulders and then the rest of her body come out of me...I was in disbelief...it all happened so fast...the doctor laid her on top of me saying Congratulations...it was approx 10:02pm...they then whisked her away to be checked.
Although I was extremely exhilarated to see my baby girl and knew all this pain was worth this one moment..I still had anxiety because I knew I had to push the placenta out next...
The doctor then started to press on my extremely sensitive tummy and was asking me to push...she kept pushing down hard on my stomach and I was in agony...She finally got the placenta out...
Luckily I had no tears in my vagina from the birth...
I have to say that this was certainly not a planned natural birth....however it turned out to be the most amazing event in my life...I wasnt aware of what the human body could endure...each time I look at my angels face (who is completely healthy and sooooooo beautiful!!) I think about the moment God chose me to bring her into this world without any pain medicine...for some reason, this was my fate.
This was my story. I was discharged yesterday morning. Now my body is still recovering from the ordeal but I wouldnt change it for anything. I'm now focused on sustaining my beautiful baby girl with breast milk..another event that I didnt know would change me forever.
Imagine my complete surprise, when, out of nowhere, I felt what appeared to be a strong Braxton Hick approx 7pm on Monday, Oct 1st. Now, mind you, throughout the entire day and previous weekend, I had absolutely no symptons..in fact, the previous Friday (28th), I had a doct appt and she checked my cervix, it was shut tight.
Because I had no prior symptons at all, I was convinced that the slightly uncomfortable contraction I was feeling was nothing but a Braxton Hick....so imagine my surprise when a second contraction hit, this one a bit more painful not even two minutes later...I went to the bathroom to see if anything was going on and saw some spotty blood..then another contraction hit...this one definately confirming that I was in active labor.
At this point it is 7:30pm, so I decided to wait about 20 minutes before notifying my fiance...because I'm the type that would stay at home until the last minute before going to the hospital...but the rate these contractions were hitting and the pain associated, something was telling me to just go to the hospital.
So I called my fiance at 7:45pm...I had no bag packed, so as I walked around the house packing various items, the contractions were coming fast and hard..we were in the car on the way to the hospital by 8:20pm
The car ride to the hospital was agony. The pain was unbearable...the contractions were now a minute apart...I was in disbelief because I knew they should not be this close! I just clinched my jaw and held on to dashboard to bear the pain during the ride.
We finally reach the hospital by 8:45pm..at this point, I'm gasping and just trying to hold it together...We reach the labor & delivery ward with my fiance holding me up...we check in and at this point I couldnt walk to the room I was assigned..I fell to my knees and kind of crawled..I was finally able to get up and walk to the room..
When we reached the initial room, the nurse was asking me a thousand questions and I could barely answer..I demanded someone check me immediately...finally a doctor came in, checked me and said I was about 6 centimeters dialated..it is now about 9:15pm...for the next 10 minutes, we had to wait to be transported to the actually delivery room...I'm screaming for an epidural but was told that I had to wait to be transferred where they would have to put me on an IV before I could recieve an epidural....these 10 minutes were breathtakingly painful....now I have a 12 year old daughter that I gave birth to vaginally..however, that birth was induced and I recieved an epidural immediately so I had never really endured the labor process..and certainly didnt progress from 0 to 6 centimers in 1 1/2 hour!!!
Finally I get carted to the delivery room where I have hope of this agonizing pain ending soon because the epidural was on its way....we get to room and I had to transfer beds...this took forever because I couldnt get up....when I did move to the other bed, I could not lie down like they wanted..I had to be on all fours to bear the pain...they was yelling at me to calm down so that they could insert the iv..I was able to and the iv was inserted...meanwhile my fiance is in panic because he had never seen me so out of control with unbearable pain.....I kept asking when the anestesiologist would be there with the epidural....was told half an hour....this seemed like an eternity to me!!! I asked for other pain relief and was denied. It is now 9:40pm...
At this point I am screaming at the top of my lungs and praying for a miraculous intervention from God....Then around 9:53pm I felt amidst the pain that a bowel movement was getting ready to take place...I yelled that I had to use the bathroom..the nurses looked at me crazy and asked was I sure...I screamed yes..its coming from my butt at any second (sorry tmi) someone stuck their hand inside and yelled, no its the baby, the head is right here!!! I gasped and asked again, where the hell is the epidural??!!!! They told me there was no time for that.
All of sudden a doctor came running into the room, they yelled at me to turn around and get in the delivery position...in my mind, I'm thinking they are all out of their minds if they think I'm about to push this baby out without that damn epidural!! The doctor was yelling for me to hold my knees while the fiance had the other one (who by the way was in shock during this entire ordeal lol) They were all yelling Push with the next contraction which sounded ludicrous because it was everything not to pass out with any more contractions....but they were yelling so loud and there wasnt a choice, so I started to bear down and push....this was another indescribeable pain on top of the already indescribeable pain!! I felt her head come out and stopped...I needed a moment! They screamed Keep Pushing! I beared down some more and pushed with all my might...I felt her shoulders and then the rest of her body come out of me...I was in disbelief...it all happened so fast...the doctor laid her on top of me saying Congratulations...it was approx 10:02pm...they then whisked her away to be checked.
Although I was extremely exhilarated to see my baby girl and knew all this pain was worth this one moment..I still had anxiety because I knew I had to push the placenta out next...
The doctor then started to press on my extremely sensitive tummy and was asking me to push...she kept pushing down hard on my stomach and I was in agony...She finally got the placenta out...
Luckily I had no tears in my vagina from the birth...
I have to say that this was certainly not a planned natural birth....however it turned out to be the most amazing event in my life...I wasnt aware of what the human body could endure...each time I look at my angels face (who is completely healthy and sooooooo beautiful!!) I think about the moment God chose me to bring her into this world without any pain medicine...for some reason, this was my fate.
This was my story. I was discharged yesterday morning. Now my body is still recovering from the ordeal but I wouldnt change it for anything. I'm now focused on sustaining my beautiful baby girl with breast milk..another event that I didnt know would change me forever.
I hope I remember this birth as well as you do yours. Congratulations, she is beautiful!!
Really appreciate it!!
