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Imachickadee75 · 10-11-2007, 11:09 PM

Here is Part One of my DS #1’s birth story. I guess I got a little long winded and I couldn't post it all at once. My mother taught natural childbirth when I was a little girl out of our living room. I knew how babies were born well before I knew how they were created. Thus I felt a lot of pressure to go unmedicated for DS’s birth, but had very little confidence I could do so. Pretty much everybody told me I was crazy and that I would be screaming for an epidural. I did have two friends though who had gone unmed and gave me some simple advice (“try to think about your cervix opening”, and “try to think about breathing through your cervix”). I was a little encouraged by them, but really thought I would wind up getting an epi. I signed all the consent forms for one as part of my pre-admission paperwork.
I lost my mucus plug the night of the 16th of March., but had no contractions or anything and went to bed. The next morning I thought my water had broken as I couldn’t seem to stop peeing, but again I really didn’t have any contractions for the rest of the day. I guess I was having period-type cramping but nothing I really noticed. Meanwhile, DH was a flight instructor and working on his bachelor’s degree. He had been up pretty much all night the last few nights with final exams. The evening of the 17th he was taking his last final when I told my Mom that I was starting to feel some pressure in my butt, but still no contrax. She’s a nurse so she had me come sit next to her so that she could feel my belly. She found that I was contracting every 2 to three minutes for about a minute or so, but I still wasn’t feeling it. So she had me call my doc. He told me to get to the hospital but not to hurry too much. As I got off the phone, DH walked in exhausted and relieved he was done with his exams. I don’t think he really believed that I was in labor (why would he as I wasn’t acting like I was?) and he took his SWEET time taking a shower, getting dressed and getting out to the truck. By then it was about 10pm. We got to labor and delivery and again the nurses didn’t seem too concerned. The general rule of thumb is that one should go in when you can’t talk through the contrax, and there I was as happy as a clam. They hooked me up to monitors and found that sure enough I was contracting regularly and was dilated to a 4 (you dilate to a 10). They also checked to see if my water had broken (they swab you and do a chemical reaction test) and found that it had not. They weren’t too sure if I was really in labor and my doc ordered some IV fluids in order to keep them from sending me home. Oddly, they gave me a little local anesthetic on my wrist before inserting the IV and DH laughs that that was all the meds I needed! By 1am I was having to concentrate a little on the contractions and was finally admitted.

10-11-2007, 11:09 PM	#2 (permalink)
Imachickadee75 Jetgirls Ol' School Member Join Date: Sep 2006 Location: oklahoma Posts: 645 Recipes: Thanks: 1 Thanked 14 Times in 6 Posts	Re: Birth Stories Thread Here is Part One of my DS #1’s birth story. I guess I got a little long winded and I couldn't post it all at once. My mother taught natural childbirth when I was a little girl out of our living room. I knew how babies were born well before I knew how they were created. Thus I felt a lot of pressure to go unmedicated for DS’s birth, but had very little confidence I could do so. Pretty much everybody told me I was crazy and that I would be screaming for an epidural. I did have two friends though who had gone unmed and gave me some simple advice (“try to think about your cervix opening”, and “try to think about breathing through your cervix”). I was a little encouraged by them, but really thought I would wind up getting an epi. I signed all the consent forms for one as part of my pre-admission paperwork. I lost my mucus plug the night of the 16th of March., but had no contractions or anything and went to bed. The next morning I thought my water had broken as I couldn’t seem to stop peeing, but again I really didn’t have any contractions for the rest of the day. I guess I was having period-type cramping but nothing I really noticed. Meanwhile, DH was a flight instructor and working on his bachelor’s degree. He had been up pretty much all night the last few nights with final exams. The evening of the 17th he was taking his last final when I told my Mom that I was starting to feel some pressure in my butt, but still no contrax. She’s a nurse so she had me come sit next to her so that she could feel my belly. She found that I was contracting every 2 to three minutes for about a minute or so, but I still wasn’t feeling it. So she had me call my doc. He told me to get to the hospital but not to hurry too much. As I got off the phone, DH walked in exhausted and relieved he was done with his exams. I don’t think he really believed that I was in labor (why would he as I wasn’t acting like I was?) and he took his SWEET time taking a shower, getting dressed and getting out to the truck. By then it was about 10pm. We got to labor and delivery and again the nurses didn’t seem too concerned. The general rule of thumb is that one should go in when you can’t talk through the contrax, and there I was as happy as a clam. They hooked me up to monitors and found that sure enough I was contracting regularly and was dilated to a 4 (you dilate to a 10). They also checked to see if my water had broken (they swab you and do a chemical reaction test) and found that it had not. They weren’t too sure if I was really in labor and my doc ordered some IV fluids in order to keep them from sending me home. Oddly, they gave me a little local anesthetic on my wrist before inserting the IV and DH laughs that that was all the meds I needed! By 1am I was having to concentrate a little on the contractions and was finally admitted.