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I went to bed at about 10 pm on Monday night and felt normal. I just had slight pressure in my pelvis but I thought nothing of it. I woke up at midnight for my normal potty break and the pressure was getting slightly stronger. I thought that this may be the start of something but I wasn't totally sure so I laid back down to sleep. I was then woken up at about 1:50 am with extremely strong uterus cramping. I got up and within ten minutes the pain progressed and I told Marc that I was pretty sure this was it. The contractions at that point were three minutes apart and lasted a minute each. DH started getting things ready and the contractions just kept getting more intense and eventually got to the point where I couldn't sit through them because my bottom was hurting too bad. We left for the hospital at 2:30 am and arrived at a little under 3 am.
At the point when we got to the hospital, I decided the pain was too intense and I couldn't do it natural. It also didn't help that the ob office answering system that my midwives shared were totally stupid and didn't notify my midwives that I was on the way in. So when I got there, the midwives weren't there and the birthing tub was not set up yet. The tub takes an hour to set up and they had to call my midwife to come in all the way from anderson. I just KNEW there was no way I could have a dry birth especially with how painful my contractions were at that point. I told them not to bother with the tub and to get me the epidural. They checked me and I was at 6 cm and totally thinned out. The nurse then left the triage room and we didn't see anyone for 30 more minutes. I started cursing really loud at that point asking where the "F" everyone was and why the hell I didn't have my epidural yet. Finally they wheeled me into the delivery room at about 3:30.
I got hooked up to an IV and they told me I was on a long list for the epidural but should get it soon enough. I was laying in bed whining through the pain when my doula showed up. She was visably upset that I was hooked up to an iv for sugar water, there was no tub in sight, and that I was on the epidural list. She tried to talk to me and say I could do it without the epidural but I told her no I could not and WOULD not. While waiting for the epidural, DH and her convinced me to get out of bed and to sit on a peanut ball. The doula had me rock my hips through the contractions and that helped a lot. Finally my midwife showed up at about 3:45. At that time, I hit transition. The contractions started coming back to back with hardly any break. I would feel slight cramping coming on and then it was like a roller coaster I couldn't get off. At the peak of my contractions at that point I started screaming because I couldn't do anything else. My doula kept trying to tell me to breathe and stay ontop of it but my only ability was to scream it out. I kept thinking at that point, "oh my god it is going to be too late for this epidural". They told me I was next on the list and they were going to try to hurry him along.
Suddenly I felt the urge to push. I told DH and my doula and she ran out to get the nurses. I couldn't even hold it at that point and started pushing while I was sitting on the ball and didn't care that no one was in the room. They came in all dressed and ready to go and told me to get on the bed. I was totally paralyzed from the pain and could not move so I had to be lifted onto the bed. The midwife checked me and said the head was right there. At this point I just kept pushing and ignoring the nurse trying to tell me to conserve energy. I was screaming at the top of my lungs and probably scared everyone who was laboring in the ward. The pain was so unbearable and I would not call that a "ring of fire" and more so call it a flaming torch. After about 15 minutes of nonstop pushing, she came out.
She was immediatly put on me skin to skin and her cord was left on for 30 minutes until it stopped pulsating. I was just in total shock the whole time and thinking how I couldn't believe I just did that totally free from drugs. While I was laboring I didn't think I had it in me but it turned out all along I did and my body knew exactly what to do. The hospital staff then left DH, Violet, and I alone in the room for an hour so we could bond and try to breast feed. The whole birth was wonderful and she was born into such a gentle environment. I am so glad I never got my epidural and that I could see what my body was capable of. A few hours after the birth I got a natural high of "I can conquer this world". The feeling was undescribable.
The postpartum was also so much better than my postpartum with my son's was. I was walking around right away and felt virtually no pain (besides the oh so lovely postpartum contractions).
In all my birth was 4 1/2 hours from start to finish. My midwife came in the room afterwards and told me how I did amazingly for the type of birth I had. She said the fast ones usually are extremely strong and unbearable and that my birth wasn't typical because most people go slower, build up tolerance, and get a bit of a break. During transition I had almost no breaks.
As much as natural birth hurts...it was so worth it and after all the pain and inadequecy I felt after my birth with DS...I am glad I got to experience this.
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At the point when we got to the hospital, I decided the pain was too intense and I couldn't do it natural. It also didn't help that the ob office answering system that my midwives shared were totally stupid and didn't notify my midwives that I was on the way in. So when I got there, the midwives weren't there and the birthing tub was not set up yet. The tub takes an hour to set up and they had to call my midwife to come in all the way from anderson. I just KNEW there was no way I could have a dry birth especially with how painful my contractions were at that point. I told them not to bother with the tub and to get me the epidural. They checked me and I was at 6 cm and totally thinned out. The nurse then left the triage room and we didn't see anyone for 30 more minutes. I started cursing really loud at that point asking where the "F" everyone was and why the hell I didn't have my epidural yet. Finally they wheeled me into the delivery room at about 3:30.
I got hooked up to an IV and they told me I was on a long list for the epidural but should get it soon enough. I was laying in bed whining through the pain when my doula showed up. She was visably upset that I was hooked up to an iv for sugar water, there was no tub in sight, and that I was on the epidural list. She tried to talk to me and say I could do it without the epidural but I told her no I could not and WOULD not. While waiting for the epidural, DH and her convinced me to get out of bed and to sit on a peanut ball. The doula had me rock my hips through the contractions and that helped a lot. Finally my midwife showed up at about 3:45. At that time, I hit transition. The contractions started coming back to back with hardly any break. I would feel slight cramping coming on and then it was like a roller coaster I couldn't get off. At the peak of my contractions at that point I started screaming because I couldn't do anything else. My doula kept trying to tell me to breathe and stay ontop of it but my only ability was to scream it out. I kept thinking at that point, "oh my god it is going to be too late for this epidural". They told me I was next on the list and they were going to try to hurry him along.
Suddenly I felt the urge to push. I told DH and my doula and she ran out to get the nurses. I couldn't even hold it at that point and started pushing while I was sitting on the ball and didn't care that no one was in the room. They came in all dressed and ready to go and told me to get on the bed. I was totally paralyzed from the pain and could not move so I had to be lifted onto the bed. The midwife checked me and said the head was right there. At this point I just kept pushing and ignoring the nurse trying to tell me to conserve energy. I was screaming at the top of my lungs and probably scared everyone who was laboring in the ward. The pain was so unbearable and I would not call that a "ring of fire" and more so call it a flaming torch. After about 15 minutes of nonstop pushing, she came out.
She was immediatly put on me skin to skin and her cord was left on for 30 minutes until it stopped pulsating. I was just in total shock the whole time and thinking how I couldn't believe I just did that totally free from drugs. While I was laboring I didn't think I had it in me but it turned out all along I did and my body knew exactly what to do. The hospital staff then left DH, Violet, and I alone in the room for an hour so we could bond and try to breast feed. The whole birth was wonderful and she was born into such a gentle environment. I am so glad I never got my epidural and that I could see what my body was capable of. A few hours after the birth I got a natural high of "I can conquer this world". The feeling was undescribable.
The postpartum was also so much better than my postpartum with my son's was. I was walking around right away and felt virtually no pain (besides the oh so lovely postpartum contractions).
In all my birth was 4 1/2 hours from start to finish. My midwife came in the room afterwards and told me how I did amazingly for the type of birth I had. She said the fast ones usually are extremely strong and unbearable and that my birth wasn't typical because most people go slower, build up tolerance, and get a bit of a break. During transition I had almost no breaks.
As much as natural birth hurts...it was so worth it and after all the pain and inadequecy I felt after my birth with DS...I am glad I got to experience this.
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