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Ava Elizabeth was born on August 19 at 1:07 PM.  I went in on Tuesday, the 18th at 7 pm to be induced.  They got me set up and administered the cervadil at 8.  I started having cramping almost immediately!  I told the nurse I was having what felt like contractions and she confirmed that I was.  Around 10 I had to get up and walk around a bit to help with some of the discomfort.  I got back in bed and the nurse gave me an Ambien to help sleep.  It didn't work at all.  Finally around 2 she gave me something else to help sleep and it worked for a bit.  She came back in around 5:30 am to see how I was and was going to give me more of the second med to help me sleep more.  She wanted to check my progress first and when she did I was 7 cm.  She got the anestheisiologist in there to give me the epidural.  My poor husband was sleeping on the couch and woke up to all this noise and people in the room.  He almost passed out when they were about to give me the epidural.  After that I slept great!  At around 10:30 it was time to start pushing.  She decided to be stubborn and was head up, posterior, so it took her longer to come down the birth canal and turn the correct way.  I remember the nurse asking if the doctor thought she might be a big baby since I had gestational diabetes and I told her that my last ultrasound showed she was right on track.  The epidural started to wear off a bit towards the end there, so I started to feel some of the pain, but I stuck with it.  Finally, she was born at 1:07 pm with a head full of dark hair and sweet as can be.  I did feel some of the stitching up, not too bad, but could feel it a little.  I also got a nice little hemotoma on my perineum so they left the epidural tube in my back so if they needed to do any kind of lancing I already had that in my back so they could administer the drugs.  I didn't end up needing anything done to it, went down on it's own.  She weighed in at 6lbs 5 oz and was 19 3/4 inches. I think she looks like her Daddy.   She is almost 8 weeks old now, and I have loved every minute of it.  She still has dark hair, and I am pretty sure she has her Daddy's blue eyes.  I SO love being a Mommy and love our new little family.

Posted by Jacquie_Palma    Friday, October 16, 2009 1:46 PM

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I got to the hospital around 10:30am on January 19th, 2 days before I was due. They have me waiting in Triage again so they can monitor me and the baby and a doctor can speak to me about everything they will be doing and what I can expect. They moved me to a birthing room and started my induction around 3:00pm by hooking me up to an IV of Pitocin to start my contractions (slowly). They said they would check me in a couple of hours and possible have to give me Cervidil overnight and break my water in the morning.

I started feeling the contractions a little while later, but they didn’t seem like anything I couldn’t handle…..yet. Around 6:30pm I called a nurse to get up to use the bathroom and my water broke on it’s own. Things were obviously progressing quickly and my body was doing what it should, so that was exciting. I did request some type of drug to take the edge off. I was told I could still feel the contractions, but not the pain building up to one. The drug was given half in my IV and half shot into my butt and seemed to do absolutely nothing! It didn’t seem to take any edge off, but I wasn’t yet to a point that I couldn’t handle the pain.

The doctor didn’t think much would happen overnight so I sent Scott home to get a good night sleep before all of the excitment of tomorrow.

Overnight was a nightmare. Besides the pain, it seemed like everything that could have gone wrong did. My overnight nurse was great, but even she felt bad for me. All of the machines I was hooked up to seemed to beep every 15 minutes because it would either lose the baby’s heartbeat or something else would go wrong. The nurse also came rushing in at one point because my pulse was off the charts. It was showing my pulse going over 200 (they like it around 100) and she wasn’t comfortable with that. All of the sudden, my nurse, doctor and EKG specialist come rushing into my room to find out my it was reading so high. They hooked my up to a second EKG machine to make sure the readings were correct. It turns out that the first maching was double counting my heartbeat so the entire time my rate was really normal. So now I’m hooked up to and IV, BP cuff, two extension cord-looking things that track my BP, contractions and the baby’s BP, eight additional EKG stickers all over my body and eventually, before this ordeal was over, an oxygen mask.

Around 1:00am my doctor came in to check on how I was progressing and thought it would be best to have an epidural because my contractions were so strong. I was about 3cm at this point, but within the next hour or tw0, I had jumped from 4cm to 7cm so I thought the rest might go pretty quickly and delivery would be relativly smooth. I was wrong!

The doctor came back in to check on my around 5:30am and I was almost fully dilated. They told me to call Scott because things would be happening very quickly. He got to the hospital about 30 minutes later and I started pushing. After a little while the doctor said they baby was still really high, she was ’sunny-side up’ and then her HB started to drop with every push. The doctor then mentioned that the baby was too high to use a vacuum to get her out and that she might need forceps. Well I said “No way!” I would rather have a c-section and risk something happening to me that happening to the baby.

The doctor then sat down with us and talked to us about a c-section. The doctor was very calm about it and didn’t want us to worry, but the situation quickly became an emergency. Within the next 5 minutes, there were much more people around and I was getting more drugs through the IV in my back and I was getting wheeled into the OR. Scott had to stay behind for a few minutes and get dressed in hospital scrubs and wait for someone to come get him after I was all prepped for surgery.

I remember them wheeling me very quickly down the hallways and into a very cold, very white operating room. Once in the OR, all I could really do was stare up at the huge lights because I had a screen up in front of my face and don’t think I really could have moved even if I had tried. There seemed to be at least 10 – 12 hospital staff in the room at once. Everyone seemed to be running around pretty quickly, but I remember 1 nurse who stayed up by my head and was talking to me through most of the surgery and telling me what the doctors were doing as they were doing it. My 2 doctors (Metzger & Shakr) were pretty good at talking to me too. Scott had walked in and sat down right next to me. He wasn’t sitting down for 10 seconds and they had the baby out. I heard her crying right away. I kept asking Scott of she was okay and if she was cute, but Scott couldn’t tell me because 3 or 4 nurses had taken her to the other side of the room to take her vitals and make sure she was healthy. At one point my left arm had fallen off the table and I was so drugged up that I couldn’t even lift it back up onto the table. I was feeling very tired and drowsy, but if I closed my eyes I felt very dizzy and nauseous. I told a nurse how I was feeling and she gave me yet another drug for the nausea. Once the screen came down, I was also unable to even lift my head up to see Scott holding Ella across the room. I’m not sure how much time went by, but they brought her over to me and I tried to hold her, but she seemed so heavy in my arms that I said I didn’t feel comfortable holding her yet, which made me feel kind of bad.

We were then wheeled into recovery where I had to stay for 2 hours before getting taken to my room. The baby was with us for a little while and then had to be taken for the usual tests. I don’t think I got to see her again until after I was in my actual room. I remember being so tired, but unable to sleep. Even at times when Scott and Ella weren’t with me in recovery, I would shut my eyes, but I never fell asleep.

I finally got settled in my room around around 10:00am. Scott was already waiting in the room and a short while later Ella got wheeling in, in her little, clear plastic bassinet that she would be living in for the next 4 days. The rest of the day (and the next day or two) seem like a blur. I know I was up and walking by the next night. I didn’t feel too bad considering the surgery I’d just had. As long as I took a Percocet every couple of hours, the pain was manageable. The worst of it was trying to either get up or down because of the burning pain at the incision site.

I was also put on a blood pressure medication because even after having Ella, my BP was still high. (I ended up being on the BP med for about 3 weeks after being discharded from the hospital)

I was in the hospital for a total of 5 long days. I was very glad to get home the following Saturday where it seemed easier to relax when hospital staff weren’t coming into the room every 10 minutes, even though it was a little scary that Scott and I were now on our own. They just gave us this baby to take home………………….and it’s just the 3 of us now!

Posted by Quiksilver620    Thursday, November 19, 2009 8:34 AM

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I feel very like i got very lucky with the birth of my daughter! I had a very easy pregnancy and at 39 weeks i went into labor. i was actually sitting in my bedroom watching scrubs around midnight and started feeling uncomfortable. about an hour later, i realized that these definately were contractions so i woke my mom up and she took me to the hospital about a half hour later.

we got to the hospital and i was all checked in and in the delivery room by 215am. by then the contractions were REALLY painful! i was seriously trying hard not to scream and keep my breathing under control. well, they got my blood work going and told me that as soon as they got the results back, they would give me my epidural. well, a few minutes later i started really feeling pressure and the urge to push so i did. and i told them the baby was coming and they just said not to push. i didn't listen cause there was no way i could just not push.

so, im layin there and the nurse comes to check me and tells me that i don't have time for an epidural. also, the on call doctor wasn't even there yet!!! so, the er doc comes in and is putting on her gloves when i push the baby out. at first they thought it was just the water sac but then there was her head. the dr got her gloves on just in time to catch my daughter as she came out. she was out at 324. only an hour and 14 minutes after i got in the delivery room!! and pushing her out didn't hurt a bit, i was just happy not to feel the contractions anymore!!! when i heard her cry i looked at my mom and asked if that was it. she almost smacked me! lol she said that i made a lot of ppl mad cause it was so easy for me! lol

i did have some tearing but the on call doc got there right after i had my daughter and stitched me up. that was it!!! sooo easy for me and idk why but i definately feel lucky!! lol

Posted by bloodworth09    Friday, November 27, 2009 9:30 PM

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Breanna June Drinkard was born on 09/11/2009 at 10:46pm, weighing in at 6lb 2oz and was 19in long.  I went to see my midwife for my checkup earlier that day at 1pm and told her I noticed some irregular contractions earlier that week and was curious as to if I was dilated more since the last time we checked.  I was dilated to a 1 earlier in the week.  My midwife leaned down to check and she looked stunned. She said that I was pretty much dilated to a 3 and I was really thinned out.  When I asked her what that meant, she said there was a possibility that I could have my daughter in the next few days...maybe even that evening.  I thought she was kidding.  Boy, I was ever wrong.

 That afternoon I picked up my son and a friend's son from school.  It was about 3pm and I started to notice some pressure like cramps, but didn't think much of it.  I was still spotting a bit from the exam earlier and thought that might've had something to do with it.  I didn't take much notice until my friend returned from work around 5pm.  I was cramping a bit more and wondered if maybe I was just having more irregular contractions.  Wrong!  6pm rolls around and I start to notice the contractions become regular.  I knew I was in labor, but was completely unsure how to handle it all.  (When I was pregnant with my son, I never went into labor on my own...I had to be induced and he was a week overdue.) So all of this was a bit new to me.  By 7:30pm, my contractions were about 10 min apart.  Since I was determined to have her med free, I did the only thing that I knew to do...say "Oooooooooooh!"  The vibrations from saying it helped so much with the pain.  I called my midwife to let her know what was going on.  She told me to call her back when the contractions were about 4-5 min apart.  By 9pm, I decided to take a shower to help dull some of the pain...it didn't work.  In fact, my contractions got closer together...about 5 min apart!  I came out of the shower, got dressed and headed to the living room.  I leaned up on the arm of the couch with my legs spread and started swaying from side to side, moaning to the pain. By this time, my friend's husband was home from work and started timing my contractions, which were now 3 min apart.  I was panicking by this time...worried I would pop out my mini-me in the living room of my friend's home, I called my midwife again and told her I thought the contractions were about 3 min apart.  She talked me through a few of the contractions and noticed that they were closer than that...about 1 min apart!  I was really freaked out.  She told me that she'd meet me at the hospital at 10:30pm (it was 10pm).

 We gathered my hospital bag and hopped (well...I wobbled) into the truck.  My friends drove me to the hospital, the whole way there I arched my back in pain all the while screaming profanities.  When we reached the hospital, I slowly made my way to the registration counter at the ER.  Since I was already registered, they notified Labor and Delivery of my arrival.  They asked me if I wanted to be wheeled upstairs, but because I was having such back labor, I wanted to walk off the pain.  (Oh...I wished I would've taken up that offer.)  Halfway to the elevator entrance, I stopped and swayed, moaning about how close the contractions were.  When we entered the elevator, the contractions were so close together, that I couldn't move out when we reached our stop.  Everyone had to lift me out and flag a nurse to help.  When I got to the double doors of Labor and Delivery, I found out my room was all the way...at the end...of the hallway.  I called it the 'Green Mile'.  Halfway down the hallway, the pain was so unbearable, I crouched down and started to sob.  I hollered out about wanting pain meds, knowing that it was too late to get any...but that wasn't going to stop me from begging.  Next thing I knew, I felt like I had to push and I was overly nauseated.  I looked at my friend and told her I how I felt.  The nurse next to her, was quick thinking, with a flash of confidence, reached over and tore the plastic off of a clean wash bucket and tossed it under my chin.  I started upchucking immediately.  Knowing we had to get me to my room NOW, the nurse gave up trying to locate a wheel chair and instead had me hop on for a ride on a rolling office chair.  All the way to the room, I threw up in my 'special' bucket.

 When we made it to my room, they rushed me to the bed and tore my underwear off.  I was screaming about the pain and how I wanted pain meds. I leaned to my right and grabbed the railing as though I was going to fly away somehow.  I saw my midwife make it into the room and head over to wash her hands.  All the while, she's telling me to hold on until she finished washing her hands.  My midwife turned to me and asked me if I wanted to push, I told her yes.  She said when she tells me to stop pushing, to stop.  This whole time, I'm screaming "RING OF FIRRREEE!  RING OF FIRRREEE!" "I want pain meds!"  My midwife turned to me, smiled and said..."Sorry hon, it's a bit to late for that...her head is pretty much there."  All I could do was scream "NOOOOOOOO!"  She stood at the end of the bed and moved my left leg to expose it all...that's when my water broke...ALL over her.  I thought for sure she was going to freak out, but instead she threw her hands up and chuckled.  She told me to push when I was ready and in two good pushes, my daughter's head was out.  (I noticed the Ring of Fire was gone!) I was told to stop and hold.  She guided out the rest of my daughter and as soon as she came out, immediately placed her on my naked chest.  I had the wonderful opportunity to hold my daughter on my chest, close to me, for a whole hour before they removed her to clean her up and give her the necessary checkup.  Breanna had a hematoma on the top of her head from when she was inside and pressing on my pelvis, but she was beautiful.  She had full head of dark hair and beautiful blue-gray eyes.

 The delivery was so fast...no one made it to the hospital in time.  Geez, the friends that drove me there almost missed it all if they didn't turn around in the room in time. I found out later that the hospital had timed me from my arrival all the way until I gave birth to Breanna...it was 7 min.  Just imagine, I could've had her in my friend's truck.  It was the most wonderful...and unusual experience.  I wouldn't change it for anything.

Posted by BrendaAD    Wednesday, December 09, 2009 12:58 AM

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Let me start by saying *mothers intuition I would guess :P* that my due date was off by a few days. I was due February 21st, but had figured that my due date was moreso around the 16th.. But I had a gut feeling about the 18th..

Come the morning of the 17th I wake up, and had lost my mucus plug. Nasty! I continue on with my day - drive my hubby to work, finish cleaning the house and making the beds as my parents were flying in that morning. I finish around 10, go back to sleep until 10:40, wake up, get dressed and drive to the airport. I see my parents walk in and I cant help but almost bawl my eyes out cuz I missed them and it was great seeing a familiar face again. We live in BC and they live in ON :P

I go on to explain to my mom I had made some progress and lost my mucus plug but told her not to get too excited cuz while some people lose it and go into labour soon after, others dont, it can take up to two weeks for some people.. We ended up going out that day to show then around and do some shopping... I was walking almost all day and was uncomfortable because I kept feeling really wet so I was CONSTANTLY running to the bathroom to clean up.. Then we went to my docs appt and I told him my mucus plug had been passed this morning and he goes "so which date did you have in your head then?" I replied the 18th and he laughed and said "see you tomorrow then!" That night, we went home, relaxed and my mom told me to get lots of sleep as she felt I'd be having the baby soon..

3:30am rolls around and I get up to pee.. 3 times within 10 mins.. I start wondering if this is the beginning of something.. at 3:50 I wake up again to pee, walk to the bathroom and gush.. My water broke.. I waddle to grab a towel, take off my pants, go to my hubby and say "I think its baby time" lol. He looks up at me kind of tired and confused and goes huh? I show him my pants and he goes "OH!!!" and shoots up out of bed :P I continue down the hall and wake up my parents, just as another gush comes.. I head back to the bathroom, ANOTHER gush. I had about 5 gushes all total and make my way to the hospital with a towel shoved down my pants haha!

We arrive at the hospital by 4:30.. and get into a labour & delivery room.. I was 2cm.. I was up walking around and whatnot.. by the time my doc came in at 6am I was 3cm.. and the first thing he said was "wow you werent lying on the date now were ya?". As time progressed, I kept showering to try and ease the pain.. I had a lot of back and hip pain and it was uncomfortable.. I got back into bed and eventually asked for meds.. They tried gas first, but it made me puke. Then they moved onto fentynol through IV drip, which.. eased contractions until its almost peaked point, then from there on I felt it.. I asked about an epidural as I was getting very uncomfortable.. but they said they only like doing them in very severe cases as it can slow labour.. so I didnt get one.. by 3:05pm, I was ready to push.

I pushed.. and pushed.. and pushed.. and changed positions to push.. I was making very little progress.. My babys head was kind of sideways.. so it was getting stuck.. eventually, it was back to where it should be.. but at this point I had ran out of energy as I had no sleep the night before and had been pushing already for almost 3.5 hours.. I  pushed for a total of 3.5 hours and they helped me by using a vacuum to get her out. This helped me significantly. And she was here.. No crying or anything. She was kind of blue/purple though so they made sure everything was ok and handed her to me.. everything was ok :) Born at 6:35pm on February 18,2010 weighing 7lbs 12oz and 21.5 inches long was our first baby... Little Summer Coraline. :)

They called me their marathon pusher.. as I gave birth during the olympics, on Vancouver Island and pushed for so long.. :) and all I can say is "Did mommy call your birth date or what!" lol!

We also like to say she was waiting on Grandma and Grandpa to show to make her grand enterence ;)

Posted by edder    Tuesday, April 27, 2010 10:41 AM

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My baby was due April 8 2006, my OB was on vacation week and set me up with another OB should I happen to go into labor then. I didnt. At 11am on the 12th I had a home visit from a social worker as I was only 18 and still living with my parents (I volunteered to be in the program)after the visit I got up to show her out when I felt a little back pain. It wasnt unusual as I was past due and huge but I just had a funny feeling, I told my dad when he got home a few minutes later so he decided to keep me with him for the rest of the day just in case.

That afternoon I had an OB Appointment so we picked up my mom from work and headed over. In the waiting room I told my mom that the pain was starting to come and go so we started timeing them for every 12-15 minutes. We told the OB but he didnt seem to respond to it and after the exam I lost my mucus plug, and my OB schedualed me to be induced friday 14 at 7am. We decided to call L/D as we lived in another town and asked what we should do, they said to go home and wait till either my water had broken or the contractions were 5 minutes apart for atleast an hour.

So we went home and I called my friend and talked to him through my contractionsuntil 8 pm when they were finally close enough to go to the hospital so I told him to meet us there. The ride there actually slowed the contractions so they almost sent us home after we got there but my mom informed them that we were in no way going home without a baby so they gave us a room.

I had no real concept of time, but it was back labor all the way I got up to pee between every contraction because my mom told me the worst part of her labor with me was that she peed in the rip I caused. At some point I asked for pain relief, and agreed to Demerol, it did nothing for the pain it just made me really dizzy and kind of nausous. At some point my mom was sleeping in the room and I dont know how she heard me because I quietly said "Mom, I think I want to push because it feels like I need to poo" suddenlly she jumped and ran from the room and came back with 2 nurses as the OB wasnt there yet. They checked me and gave me the ok to push, so I pushed and she was born at 4:35 am April 13th, I had a small tear, that needed stitches but everything was perfect and she was healthy at 8 lbs and 23.5 inches long. she stayed in my room the whole time and just before we were released friday afternoon my OB came in and said " I guess she want you to be induced". She is now 4 years old and gets her hand-me-downs from her 9 year old  cousin, so she is still very tall. She starts school this year and she calls my husband daddy as he is the only she has every known, Now he and I are pregnan t together for the first time and I am 19 weeks. We cant wait to see this little one, I am planning a med free birth.

Posted by halloweenbride87    Wednesday, July 14, 2010 9:57 AM

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My sons birth starts out about a week before he actually showed up.

It was a horrible week, and I honestly believe the only reason my son showed up on time was because of what happened.

My nephew passed away on Feb 28th 2010, he was only 4 months old, and I was 38 weeks pregnant.  The week ahead was mourning, sadness and funerals, and then, contractions.....

My mucus plug went on a Tuesday, I had to google it, just to make sure it was the right thing, and Wednesday was fairly low key.

My "stomach pain" as I so lovingly called it started on Thursday night, and the next morning I was told by my sister that it wasn't stomach pain, it was in fact contractions and I needed to get home (which was 5 hours away) as fast as I could.

I took my time getting home, the drive was long, and it was uncomfortable as contractions would come and go everything few hours.

That Saturday, it all picked up, the contractions got closer together, more painful, and eventually I said i wanted to go to the hospital.  It was around 8pm when I got there and they told me I was about 3cm dialated, everything started off slowly at first, but as the pain increased I ask for some painkillers.  They started me on them, which helped me at first, but then my labour slowed and they had to give me some other medication to kick it back into gear.

Everything else from there sort of became a blur.  I remember they came to check me and suddenly there was water...everywhere, my water had decided to break!

I managed to doze off in between contractions, and by early Sunday, they told me it was time to push. I pushed for about 45 minutes, the whole time asking them "How many more pushes"?  I figured if they said "3 more pushes" I could give them 3 solid pushes and the baby would be out.  No luck, they just told me "you're getting close" which was their way of saying "Just keeping pushing".  At the end of it all, on that last push, I said "He's out isn't he?"  I knew because all the pressure was gone and I felt better!

They placed my son on my chest, and it was the happiest day of my life!  I joked around "Ew he's all bloody and gross" but truth be told, I was so happy that I was the first to hold him.

I love my son with all my heart, and the day he came into the world was heartbreaking (because it was exactly a week after my nephew died) and heartwarming (because I had waited 9 long months to meet him).

Posted by LisaRae82    Tuesday, May 17, 2011 10:20 PM

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I was due 5-5-10 but my baby boy decided to come 5 days late!

My due date came and went without a sign of my son arriving! So on monday 5-9-11 my husband sent me an Edible Arrangement with tons of pineapple so i chowed down! SO later on that night we ate dinner around 7pm and still no signs of labor. Hubby and I settled into bed for the night around 9:45pm and our 3 year old was already in bed.

Went to the bathroom at 10:45pm and felt and heard a pop and my water broke!  hubby and I decided to wait it out but it just kept coming and around 11pm my contractions started, and boy were they intense!  They started out at 7 minutes apart and quickly progressed  to closer and closer!

My husband and i left for the hospital around 11:30pm when my mother came to stay with our 3 yr old, contractions went from 7 minutes quickly to about 3 by the time we made the 20 minute drive to the hospital! They quickly wheeled me up to labor and delivery and hooked me up to the monitors by then my contractions were every 2 minutes! My nurse checked me and i was 3 cm and 100% effaced! i kept feeling pressure and an hour later she checked me again i was at 5 cm! i asked for a shot of nubaine to take the edge off because my son was sunny -side up!

my nurse brought in the birthing ball so i could hang over it and flip him! i did that for about 30 mins when i said i felt more pressure so she checked me again and i was at 8 cm! your flying my nurse told me, yeah i  know i t hurts like hell i told her!

few mins later the dr comes in to check me and i was fully dilated! it was time to push!!!  37 minutes of pushing and my son was born at 2:37am!  weighing 6 pounds 13 oz and 18.5 inches Tyler Matthew Slauter arrived on 5-10-11!  full head of dark hair and perfect!

he's now a week old and the best baby i could ask for and his big brother loves him to pieces!!!

Posted by ryansbride082308    Wednesday, May 18, 2011 1:03 PM

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My baby was due May 11 but the morning of May 9th and 10 am i started having contractions when i was at work. I called my bf and told him it was time because i had went to the bathroom and saw some bleeding.  He came and got me and we went to the hospital at my job my contractions were a good 5 mins apart but when we got to the hospital and i was in the triage they were 2-3 mins apart and getting strong. They hooked all the censors to me and told me i was 5 centimeters dilated and said i was ready to stay and give birth i was nervous.  my mom and bf were in the room with me and i got an epidural i could still feel the contractions a little my baby girl didnt like the epidural her heart rate kept dropping so everyone came in the room and wanted and needed me to deliver immediately so i started pushing it didnt feel like i was doing anything 10 mins later i gave birth to a beautiful 7 lb 6 oz baby girl i was in labor for 5 hours.  Savanna Autumn Nevaeh Strother was born May 9th 2011 at 345 pm.

Posted by Chely90    Wednesday, May 18, 2011 3:29 PM

it happened so fast.

I start having contact two weeks before my due date. I had gotten a litte bit of a bug that my kids had I got sick then dehydrated that's what started everything I said I not time they were thinking I was going to have him that night the contacts were so hard and so close. Then I got something to make me feel better. The contacts slow down and they said we could go home and wait it out and if they got closes again to come in. Well they stop two days later. Four day before my due date they started again. They started at 7pm lasted all night then at 8am we went to the doctor I was at a 6 she told us to go to the hospital.

We got there around 9:30. They let us get comfortable. Then check me again.   Then. She said we can wait or she can induse me. That I was at a 7 1/2. She infuse me at 10:40am. I ask to move around. They let me.  It made it go so fast.  Then it came time to push. I had him at 12pm. It was so fast I couldn't bleave it was done and over already.

This was the third baby I've had. The other ones were like 14 hours long. This one I had with a midwife.  It was great not to have to lay there the hole time. I wish I had a midwife with my other two I had before.

Posted by flutterflygarden88    Tuesday, June 28, 2011 2:08 PM

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This pregnancy has had it's up and downs; from 10 weeks of morning sickness, to 3 weeks of bed rest due to a subchorionic hemorrhage...  So I should have known I was in for a ride with the labor and delivery. Our due date was May 5th, and so not unlike my fiance's way of life, we were a little last minute moving. On March 19th we moved into a larger place and just began getting settled.

Well, now is when the "fun" begins. On March 20th at 6am I got up to let out the dog and get a small drink, and of course use the restroom. At about 6:15 while laying in bed, I felt an gush and assumed my water had broke (slightly panicking). I got up and ran to the bathroom and found that the gush was blood. I assumed this was my bloody show and paged my doctor. I spoke to him immediately and by 6:30 we were well on our way to the hospital. Once there and checked in they asked about contractions and I told them I had been having Braxton Hicks contractions, but that's all. Well ladies, I was wrong. I was having active labor contractions (about 2 minutes apart) and was dilated to 4 centimeters.

So now onto chapter 2. Since I was still so early (7 weeks) I was given a few shots, and was told I would be at the hospital a few days because they're going to try to slow the labor. I was given one shot that was a muscle relaxer and was supposed to slow and weaken the contractions, and then another in my buttock which was supposed to help the babies lungs develop. I was to have those over the next couple days because she was coming, but we just wanted to slow her and get those lungs developed. After being given my first dose, an US was ordered to see the babies position and make sure my water sac was still intact. The baby was head down, and so I thought that I would be able to do this naturally, which was my original plan. ...but like my nurse said "us making plans gives God a good laugh" =)

The US also revealed that the placenta was pulling away from the uterine wall and that was where the bleeding was coming from. Even though everything was looking good with the baby and her vitals were good, this could cause distress for the baby and very quickly. Due to this, I was told I needed to have an emergency C-Section. Within 15 minutes I was in the operating room receiving my spinal anesthesia... which was weird by the way. In total it took about an hour, so nothing too bad.

This was the scary part. As soon as hear the word emergency your mind starts racing in a million directions. My number one concern was her lungs being underdeveloped. Since the small hospital I was delivering at didn't have a NICU, another local hospital sent over a team that specialized with premature babies. (The team was simple amazing also, I can't put into words how much easier this whole experience was because of the staff I was working with). Anyway, not thinking we would hear anything; my fiance and I were simple amazed when we heard her start crying on her own!! It's the most wonderful sound you ever hear. She did have some trouble breathing for a short time, but she only needed assistance for about 5 minutes. She also is suckling, which is a wonderful sign. She sucks her thumb and fist, and she can even hold a pacifier in on her own. She is such a little fighter and doing so well. I know this early births can be a bit of a roller coaster, but I'm hoping that the roller coaster stays going up!! I'm currently in a separate hospital than her because they have to monitor me for at least 36 hours, hopefully I'll be out by tonight though. It's killing me not being with her.  

She is the most beautiful thing I've ever seen, and I could have imagined the feeling you get when you see her for the first time. You think you love her so much while you feel her inside you moving around, and then she's here and the emotion is doubled!! You look at her and never want to look away. I'm so thankful for the amazing support system I've had, my fiance is the most amazing man I've ever met and I honestly don't know how he handled me and my crazy hormones throughout the pregnancy. ;) Also, the hospital staff that I worked with and my doctor were amazing. That would be my number one word of advice: make sure you absolutely trust and love your doctor. Without Dr. Ebner I would have been a mess today.

Anyway, I wanted to share my little story of how Elliana Riley made her grand entrance into this world. I'm so thankful and hope all of you have this same amazing feeling, because it's the best feeling in the world!! Good luck to everyone who may have an early labor, but with today's technology I'm sure your baby will do simply amazing!      

Posted by aldoubleday    Wednesday, March 21, 2012 3:39 AM