But for the real reason I think you might be here: K's birth story.
Friday, August 28th, I was getting up and about to go to work. I took a shower, checked my email, and went to the closet to get some pants. It was about 8:45. I felt a trickle and then it stopped. I thought "oh great, I am now peeing my pants even if I am not throwing up or sneezing. I checked my pants, just in case. It was yellow though, so I figured I wet my pants. I had it happen again so I called the triage nurse and she told me to come in to be checked. I got R up and starting getting excited, but I was still thinking I was peeing my pants. All the way to the hospital, I kept saying that I didn't think it was it and then I would turn around and say this has to be it! By the time we got to the hospital, I was leaking pretty badly and had soaked my pants.
We get up to L&D triage and I am smiling and happy. I am having contractions 2-3 minutes apart, but they aren't painful. I hadn't had a single painful contraction and I had been having contractions 2-3 min apart since 33 weeks. I go to the bathroom for a urine sample and I have green and yellow in my fluid ( sorry if TMI). I knew then I had meconium in my fluid and it scared me. They came to check me and I was 4-5 cm, 100%, and gushing fluid! They were definitely going to keep me.
I got set-up in my labor room about 11:00 and I was still having contractions 2-3 min apart. I still had no pain. I labored like that for awhile and got my antibiotics for GBS. I was having a great time watching TV and knowing my little man would be here soon. They started pitocin because my contractions were tapering off a little bit. That is when the horrible pain started. My body went from no pain to extreme pain. It was all back labor and my plan was to go all natural. I labored naturally for awhile and my contractions were one on top of another. There was no break and they kept upping my pit dosage. The on-call OB came in because I was in so much pain. She was a total jerk. She told me I needed to get the epi because if I didn't she would have to give me shots to stitch me up because she just knew I would tear.
At that point I had already decided to get the epi before she came in because my contractions were one continuous contraction. I actually yelled at her because she wanted my answer during the middle of my contraction and she wouldn't let me use my coping strategies. They came in to do the epi and my contractions were killer. I went from 7.5 cm to 9 cm during my epi and the back labor kept up even after the epi. When I was finally 10 cm and ready to push I couldn't feel anything and had to be told when to push. I pushed for 5 contractions and K came shooting into the world and started crying. I was so thankful he was crying because he had the meconium and he had a cleft lip and palate. The first time I held him was amazing and the moment was made even better when R asked me to marry him on the delivery table. He wanted to make our family complete.
K is the most beautiful boy in the world!! He did have to spend that first night in the NICU because of the meconium and the cleft. He got to room-in with us on our second night!! He started feeding like a champ and the pedi was amazed at how well he was doing!
I wrote this a week after K was born. It was all so fresh. I would do it again in a heartbeat. When K was born was the most amazing moment. I hated being pregnant, but loved giving birth. I know, I know CRAZY!
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