Thomas Caleb's birth stories
My due date was Sunday, June 22nd. That day came and went without any sign of labor. On Tuesday, I had my 40 week appointment. The doctor examined me, and I was still 0 cm dilated. He scheduled my induction starting Thursday evening with Cervadil. We told him that we’d been telling the baby it was time to come out. He said maybe we weren’t telling the baby forcefully enough. Ha ha.
That afternoon, I went to lunch with some girlfriends. I was really tired at the end of lunch. Around 10 that night, I had two contractions, about 10 minutes apart. I was so excited! I started timing them, and they were pretty inconsistent, but kept coming. I fell asleep around 1 am, and woke up at 2 when my water broke. I couldn’t fall back to sleep, so I got up and watched tv on my ball. That helped a lot. I was breathing through them and rolling on the ball. It was a long night, but finally at 9:00 I called the doctor’s office. They told me to go to the hospital for a labor check.
At the hospital, they strapped me to the monitors. They did some kind of litmus test for amniotic fluid, and it was negative. The nurse said it was just a “very bloody show.” I was there for an hour or so, watching the contractions. They stopped showing on the monitor, but I could feel them. I could also still feel the liquid coming out with the contractions. The nurse came back and was going to send me home, and we were going to come back the next day for the induction. I told her that I was still feeling a lot of liquid, and she tested it again. This time it was positive for amniotic fluid. I was glad I spoke up, because once your water breaks, they need you to deliver within a certain time frame.
So, I was admitted and brought to my room. By this time, it was around noon. They hooked up the iv for the pitocin, because my contractions had stopped. We hung out in the room for a few hours, waiting for the pitocin to kick in. They also gave me something for nausea, but of course I started vomiting anyway. The contractions began around 3. The nausea medicine also made me very sleepy. So I would sleep, then wake up to throw up. The contractions were unbearable. I was attached to the monitors, so I couldn’t move around freely. I tried the rocking chair, but it didn’t help. Around 5:30 I decided it was time for the epidural. There was no way I could keep going like that. The doctor didn’t arrive until 7:00, and the nurse kept apologizing. My poor husband could only give me ice chips, and the bucket for throwing up. Once I got the epidural, I felt one contraction but it didn’t hurt. After that, I was numb and it was wonderful! My husband came back in, and I was smiling!
I was still on the monitors, and my husband was watching these huge contractions, but I couldn’t feel them. I continued to doze on and off, with the nurse checking every so often. At 10:15 she called my doctor. I knew it was close! She was an awesome nurse. There were so many during our stay, and most of them would have made me crazy. This nurse kept me calm, and gave me clear instructions. I felt very comfortable with her. She did most of the work, until the doctor came for the last few minutes. I was pushing for about 45 minutes. It never hurt. The epidural was starting to wear off at the end, which was good because I could feel where to push. I could also feel his head come out. I did tear, and had about 5 stitches.
There were a few concerns. He did pass his meconium stool in the womb. They had to suction his mouth before he came all the way out to make sure he didn’t breathe it in. Also, the cord was wrapped around his neck two times. They cut his cord right away, and whisked him over to the scale/warmer to make sure he was OK. His APGARs were 8 and 9. He weighed 8 pounds, 5 ounces, and was 22 inches long. I thought he would be chubbier, but he’s kind of skinny since he’s so long. He was just fine, and they brought him to me so I could hold him and nurse him. He latched right away, and he’s been feeding well ever since.