6:30am Wed I woke up, feeling like it was "the day". I had been feeling that way since the night before. I took a walk around my neighborhood to maybe stimulate anything that would be happening that day. After walking 45min, I got home. I didn’t notice having contractions that were too hard.
7:30 I decided I wasn’t in real labor, or it was too early and went ahead and left for school. I was having more and more contractions the whole way there. They kept getting more and more painful. I was almost there when I had a really painful contraction and decided that was too painful and turned around. I called my Dr’s office on the way home, which they told me to time contractions and call back in 1 hour.
8:30 I went home and when I got inside my room to tell Paul I was in labor, I started to have a contraction and all of a sudden my water broke!! My underwear and pants were soaked, but of course I wasn't sure it was “my water”at the time and Paul kept telling me to "stop peeing on the floor!". I got dressed and put on a giant attends pad from my previous births, incase of leakage. We got the girls up and dressed and drove them to my mother-in-law’s house. Paul also made me sit on a towel, so as to protect our car from fluid.
9:30 We then headed to the hospital. Well we stopped off to get Paul some coffee, and I called my IPs to tell them I was going to the hossy and that I would let them know when and if it was time to come to the hospital.
10:30am .. We arrived at the hospital. Everyone there was wondering what was going on since I never had any “real” appointments, and the Dr just saw us when we arrived. They finally got the Dr, and we went in for him to check everything out down there. I was then told I was 3-4cm and the dr could feel the baby's bum with no bag of water, so my water DID break! I then sat up and looked down because more fluid had come out, and now it had brown/green all in it. It was baby poo, since breech-butt first babies have pressure down there and have Bms during labor and delivery. Dr made a prediction of the baby’s arrival time between 4:30-5pm.
11:00am I was admitted, and I had to have oxytocin because my contractions started to get weak. I dilated to 5cm at noon.
2:00 I was checked again, where I was told I was still only 5cm. What a let down. I think they turned up the oxytocin then , because that is when the real pain started.
3:45 I was 8cm, this time there was lots of baby poo coming out so we knew we were close. Paul was very grossed out by the poo, and said the Dr got it all over his arm. I decided not to look. At this time I asked for the epidural. The epidural they gave me was a joke. I could feel and move my legs fine. I started to get pain and pressure to push soon, and I was moaning in pain, and trying not to push. They then told me the epidural was not like the other that I have had, because she was a breech baby, I could not have much medication from the epi, since I was going to have to push her out being backwards which is harder etc.. so I was 9 1/2cm and then 10, pushing..
4:45 We had to leave the labor room, and go to the O.R. and deliver in there just incase I needed a c-sec. I had Lorna come in w// me since only 1 person could come. By then I was on the flat hard O.R table, my legs strapped into these 2 giant boot stirrup thingys They set everything up in the O.R. just incase, the arms on the operating table, sticker heart monitors for me, oxygen mask, OMG too much for me and too cold. The room was also filled with LOTS of people. Most just staring watching me, the “breech”, which my mom heard a couple of residents in the hallway refer to me as.
5:00pm I started to push, and it was so hard. I have never had to work and push that hard EVER. I was SO tired pushing, and I had to count to 10 pushes, in sets of 3. so breath, push 1-10, breath, push 1-10, breath, push 1-10... plus being on a flat surface, I had to reach and grab my legs, pull my self up like a sit up, hold my breath, tilt my head down and PUSH with all my might.. I really thought they were going to have to cut me open because I had no strength to push, and I felt like I was doing nothing! They had turned off the Oxytocin while on route to O.R. so I had no more help really, and the pain was great.. I prayed and I think that is what did it, I did not feel I did that on my own! Also in between contractions I would lay flat, and just close my eyes, at one point I pulled off my oxygen mask. And I was complaining of heartburn indigestion. Which some guy gave me something for that earlier which tasted like sour ass, and didn’t help anything just gave me a worse taste in my mouth along with the acid taste. I would also peek for a second at the numerous people just standing around just waiting for the next contraction.. Just nothing like any delivery I had ever had. Or could ever imagine happening.
5:15 She did finally come out and it felt like one long head, or delivering 3 heads all in a row. It was really painful and lengthy. In a head first delivery, the head would come out, then all easy from there, nope the most painful part came last part for me. Her butt, legs and arms were delivered, I felt each movement they made, and each limb they pulled out because it was very painful. After that, they grabbed some special forceps, and inserted them on each side of the baby's head, and tilted her whole body including her head, up and delivered her head that way, and OMG that was very painful there..
Victoria Eliza was born 5:15 pm 4-08-08, 7lbs 3.9 oz... ..my girls only weighed 6.3 and 6.6 !. They said her cord was long. and then my I.M. got up and went to see the baby. During that time my placenta would not deliver, and they had to go in, yes go in, and rip it out, that was another kind of pain as well .. and that was AFTER they had already stitched up my 2nd degree tear! I have never had any problems like that before. I had to be stitched up again, and this time I told her she had to get some numbing meds.. So after all that I was all cleaned, and moved onto another table. It was then I started to shake. I was jittery and so cold. And so freaking drained and tired!
5:50 We all got back to the labor room, Paul and my mom came in, and the baby was wheeled in and my IPs came in the room as well. I had covers pulled up to my chin and I was shaking still. Everyone was holding the baby and taking pictures, They asked if I wanted to hold the baby, I told everyone I wasnted to hold her later since I was so shaky and tired.
6:05pm My mom and Paul then left to get me some dinner and my IPs left to get dome dinner while to baby went to the nursery. I then fell asleep for 45 min, and woke up to hospital food, yum and yuck at the same time, I was so hungry anything would have tasted good, lol. But then my mom and Paul came to the rescue with baked potato with chopped beef on top! Yummy yum.
My I.M. ended up rooming in with me. We got special treatment and got a private room, which Is hard to come by in a county hospital. The room was very tiny and we could barely fit, and had to move my bed just to get L a fold out chair in the room for her to sleep on. Baby also slept in the room, and she slept part time in the bassinet, and then on my IM’s chest. I was still so tired so I didn’t get to hold the baby while in the hossy. I did get to hold her when their fam came over for a get together, with Victoria a couple days later.
Here are the pics I have.
the blurry pics were taken by DH. I left the camera setting on "close up" photography, and he doesnt know to check for things like that..
DH though this was funny..
the life of a contraction..
this was taken immediatly after delivery when I got back from the OR.. I was SO freaking cold and tired.
and a not so good pic of the IPs with the Victoria (notice IM in the gown and hat, she was with me in OR when I was delivering)
and the room I shared with my IM and Victoria.. it was cramped for sure! but thank god we didnt get roomed with 4 others which almost happened.. I was thankful for this when I heard where we woulda gone.
and IM took this of me..