I woke up at about 1:30am on the 26th of March to feeling a little 'different'. Nothing big and I was able to fall back asleep. Again I woke up at around 3:30am, noticed the contraction was a bit strong, but was able to again fall back asleep. At 4:30am (10 minutes before DH's alarm goes off) I started timing my contractions. They were consistently 3 to 4 minutes apart. No pain, just definitely different than BH contractions. I paced my bedroom timing and waiting to see if I was actually in labor or if things would slow down. At 5:15am DH and I decided this is probably it and I called my mom to come over to take care of DD and then I called the on-call doc. He said since my contractions were consistent, but not painful, to hold off for 45 minutes to see how things changed. I waited until around 6:45 to finally call back because they were still consistently at 3 minutes and definitely getting stronger.
We left the house and headed to the hospital. Once we got to triage, I was checked and was at 5cm. After being 3cm for over 2 weeks, it was nice to know I'm was finally progressing. Once in my room I was in bed, hooked up to IV and monitors. The contractions stayed consistent and got stronger. The doc came in to see me and they encouraged me to get unhooked, walk around, or sit on the birthing ball. This was such a different experience than from DD, I was so happy to be free! But, after 3.5 hours my contractions went from constant to non-existent. I could sit and talk to DH and my friend without any issues. I just wasn't contracting any more.
The doc came in around 12:50pm to check my progression and he informed me he'd break my water at the same time. I was 6cm dilated and almost 100% effaced. Tyler was at -2 station. The very first contraction after he broke my water got intense. I told the nurse I wasn't trying to be a hero and wanted the epidural. She suggested that I go to the restroom before the epidural came since I wouldn't be able to get up and walk again. I had a contraction on the toilet (this is now only about 1pm) and it was so intense I had to call DH in to lean on. Right in the middle of the contraction my body took over and I felt this great urge to push. I told my nurse this and after that contraction ended she hurried me to the bed to check me. In 10 minutes I had gone from 6cm to 9cm. After that there was a swarm of nurses and doctors. I had never seen so many people come into a room at one time. I still don't think I had any idea that I was getting ready to have a baby.
The contractions now were so strong I couldn't help but push. I think I had about 3 contractions this way before I was REALLY pushing. After a particularly strong one I looked at my nurse and asked 'Am I getting an epidural'. The poor woman just ignored me. When she turned back to me again I said 'Just tell me, I'm not getting one am I'. The look on the poor woman's face was just priceless. No, I wasn't getting one. Found out I'm one of those screaming moms, lol. I just remember looking at DH and the nurses and saying 'I can't do this!!'. They were all amazing and encouraging. With the next contraction the doctor was at the foot of the bed and ready to catch my boy. I pushed through 4 contractions and he was out.
He was born at 1:26pm at 8lb 9oz 20 inches long. I saw him right as he was born...a BIG boy! They rushed him to the incubator because the cord was wrapped around his neck when he came out. He also came so fast that he had no time to have the amniotic fluid pushed from his body. They had to do a lot of suction and massage to get him to come around. They told me he was going to have to go to observation for a few hours because of these issues. I got stitched up (only one small tear!) and was left to wait. I didn't quite mind them taking him right away. I had just been through the most amazingly scary and UNEXPECTED birth. But, they didn't bring him back to me for 2 hours. It's really put a damper on our nursing relationship.
So far he's a VERY good sleeper. He hardly cries and he is just the most precious little fuzzy guy. DH, DD, and I are all head over heels in love with our new little guy.
I can't believe I not only got my VBAC, but a NATURAL delivery on top of that?! The anticipation and fear was actually worse than going through natural birth. I really isn't that bad
These are just a few photos my friend, Amy Ames, took. Boy am I glad I decided to her here with us! I love having photographer friends