The Little just had his first birthday and in addition to being amazed at how fast the year has flown by, I wanted to reach back into the depths of my memory and share my birth story.
My EDD was 7/26 but I had a feeling during my pregnancy that my baby would be early. In my daily prayers I would ask him/her – we didn’t the know the sex – to not come until after 7/1 so we could move over from my work provided health insurance to Mr. Bejelly’s insurance.
My water broke on 7/2, much to my surprise and chagrin, as it was going to my last week of work – the first of many lessons that are sure to come. I blame it on the millions of fireworks going off in our neighborhood. Mr. Bejelly was kind enough to say it was my constant bemoaning being pregnant that encouraged the Little to make an early appearance. Anyhow, I had planned on a home birth so I called my midwife to let her know my water had broken. She double checked where I was at 36w 5 days and said we could still have a home birth and told me to call her when my contractions were consistent and 5 minutes apart.
Nervous and excited, we waited for my body to get ready to push this baby out and well, nothing happened that night – not one contraction and we slept as best as we could.
One of the team came to check me in the morning and I was 2cm dilated. Luckily, I had my Strep B test the week before and so we knew that I was positive and she started administering antibiotics. Because I wasn’t progressing, the asked if I wanted to work with an acupuncturist to help my labor. I was hesitant as I’d had acupuncture in the past and did not like the side affects but I agreed. She came out and did her magic and still, no contractions.
Honestly, if my water hadn’t broken I would not have known that I was in labor. For the next 2 day I walked, did lunges and nipple stimulation to try to start my labor. I ate hot foods. I did have one moment on the 3rd day when I began to start feeling some consistent contractions which at one point became strong enough for me to think “Yes, finally I’m going to meet this little baby!” but nope. Not in the cards. My midwife team was on the ball the entire time and checking to make sure the baby was doing well. We finally decided to go to the ER on the 4th day.
Our midwife had called ahead so her back up doctor was prepared for us. We got there at 7 a.m. I arrived with the mindset that I was going to have my baby regardless of what direction my birthing took. While the doctor’s and nurses were amazing, I still was unprepared for the poking and prodding, the tube and needles and constant interventions. I got hooked up to pitocin and labored on it for 13 hours using hypnobabies to help manage the pain. The doctor came and checked me 10:00 p.m. and I was 100% effaced and still 2cm.
At this point I was done. My husband and I were both exhausted. The last thing I wanted was a c-section but I was ready to met my child. I didn’t know a thing about what to expect so when my doctor was going over possible complications and mentioned accidentally cutting into my bladder, that scared me. This in addition to the fact I would have to get a catheter and spinal. I gave my consent and walked to the surgery room.
It seemed like 20 minutes after I got my spinal that my son was born. Considering I had worked towards this goal for the last 72 hours it seemed like seconds. While I did suffer from vertigo, nausea and the shakes for most of time in the hospital, I didn’t have any pain from the c-section and was able to only use Ibuprofen and Tylenol to help with the aches.
I did morn that I could not have my home birth but I realized that my goal was to have a healthy vibrant child. I’m sure there are a million little things I may have forgotten from my birth story so I’m glad to have it written down now.
How was your birth? Did it goes as you expected?