On my way home from the office... I started having "contractions" I put that in quotes because I had been having false contractions for almost 2 weeks! it was getting very very annoying and I couldn't trust anything my body was doing. I was on the phone with DH and I told him I was having my contractions again. I would tell him every time one would hit and he would time them. After we were on the phone for about 30 mins he said "hon do you realize your contractions are happening every 5 mins??" My reaction was just "like really maybe this will finally be it..." but I was not convinced at all we spoke till I got home and then I continued to time them.. they were indeed every 5 mins.. DH arrived about 30 mins after and I was still having the contractions.. I went to the bathroom and so a lot more of my mucus plug...(gross) so we watched it for about 2 hours and decided to call the Dr's.. she asked my symptoms and told me to watch my contractions for 2 more hours and see how it goes. I did, and eventually called her back. So with that we were off to the hospital. The hooked me up to some monitors in triage..and my contractions were steady but now only 9 mins apart. An hour later they became irregular again. The checked me and I was only 2 cm dialted and but almost completely effaced. So we were fully prepared to go back home :(
The nurse that was watching told me to go for a walk that it might help speed things along. So we did that for about an hour...we just walked around the hospital. By this time it was about 1am the next morning. After the hour walk, we went back to the triage and they monitored me a little longer. My contractions had become more frequent but still only about 7-9 mins apart. Talk about aggravation!!! Not to mention I was in pain...smile
The nurse went to call the DR and eventually they decided to just admit me. DH and I were estactic!! We are finally going to have this baby!!!
Wednesday December 20th
It's 2am and I'm admitted to L&D. The nurse explains the next steps. They would watch me over night and if my contractions don't speed up they would administer pitocin. I did not want the pitocin AT ALL..because I heard that can make labor even more painful, but I wanted this baby out!! So I was praying my labor would regulate itself. I slept till about 3:30am when the mother of all contractions hit me. If I was not tied down to machines I would have jump out of my bed!! smile It was BRUTAL. I quickly asked for some stadol to help take the edge off... which it did but it also made me "high" smile I've never done drugs before but I suspect that is the feeling one gets. I hated it and felt like I was going insane. When it wore off I didn't even ask for more, I'd rather the pain from contractions..
5am
The dr checks me and I'm about 3 cm dialated..I couldn't believe that I was having all this pain and I was only 3 cm!!! argh.. My contractions had gained strength but not momentum still only 7 mins apart. So despite my best efforts..I was getting the pitocin.
While administering the pitocin they gave me my epidural. That was a tad scary but nothing in comparison to the contractions...
3 pm
They checked me and I was now 8cm dialated...I was starting to feel the pressure from the contractions. I asked if my epidural could be increased. The nurse explained to me that there was no pain medication for what I was feeling..I thought it was a cruel joke. I thought the epi was suppose to make it all better...I was bamboozeled, lead astray... and wanted to knock myself in the head to make it go away..
3:30pm
I'm now 10 cm dilated ...yay right? WRONG.. my lovely little Jola was holding on till the very end...would you believe that this chick was still at station +3????!?!?! all this time I thought my belly dropped..no it never dropped...evidently it just got pointy and bigger and gave the illusion of dropping. So at this stage I had two options push for 3-4 hours...since I would have to be pushing her down from way up "there" or hold off on the pushing and labor a little long till she drops. My Dr decided I should labor longer..
Hardest. 40 mins. of. my. life..the urge to push was so strong and painful...I was hugging my DH and try my best to breathe through every contraction...
4:10pm
Finally!! she dropped. It was time to push.. after 35 mins of pushing...and some encouragement from my DH (who totally amazed me) my little blessing was birthed into this world..
I'm so sorry you went through all you did, but I'm sure she's 100% worth every minute of it. Thanks for sharing the story. I'm trying to prepare myself for the worst pain ever and then I'll be pleasantly suprised if it's not!
You made it! I'm very proud of you, Pitocin is a b-i-t-c-h!
