[jr_lenz]

here is mine...

I had a regular check up and my OB noticed that I had gone down in size...(they measure your belly) so we had a US (ultrasound) done, and there was very liitle fluid around the baby. I was put on bed rest had to drink a ton of water and come in the next day for stress test and US. 1st day back ok, home for one day then back the next, third trip in DS was in distress and the only amount of fluid was the size of a surgar cube.

Side track of story...I need that something was wrong and that we were going to have the baby that day. My lab at the time was so in love with my belly, for 9 months she would lay her head on my tummy and make this really low humming sound, anyway the night before the dr appt. she would not leave me alone, she kept sniffing my belly and whinning and wouldn't let me get up...

back to story...I was sent over to be induced...the contractions started right away but nothing progresssed...they ended up giving me the highest dose of pitocen and the fast rate they could, and nothing, after 24 hours I was given Stadol, I hated it, I felt like I was drunk and in labor, 4 hours later I had a epi. by this time DS was showing signs of distress and I had on O2 and a fetal monitor, I had to lay in bed, the olny postion that I was confortable in would allow the montior to read...more hours very liitle progress and now I internal fetal montiors going up my hoo hoo and sticking to his head. People start showing up b/c they haven't heard anything...by this time I was a Bitch, two more injections of pain meds through the epi. I can't do it any more 36 hours now...DR says we are going for the c-section, but wants to check one more time...guess what I am at a 10 so now I can push...great, how long is this going to be??? 20 min. later DS come screaming down the birth cannel tearing everything open as he makes his grand entrance. I got to hold him for three min before I went into shock, its horrible its on the birth tape. I was bleeding out, I started throwing up and Dr. was still trying to stick me up. they lost IV acess and had to stick me 27 times befor they got another one started. the last thing I remember was Dr. yelling at them to get him an IV...then I was gone...I had to have cpr and drugs, when I woke up DS was gone, I guess he had gone up awhile ago, my mom went him and was allowed to sit in the nursery and hold him. I went up 8 hours later. I had 57 stiches. I had a stage 4 tear, which is a tear into the rectum, so my but and to be stiched up...talk about pain pooping! I stayed in the hospital for 4 days and took turns sitting in a hot tub and packing my butt with ice! I even gat a herina pillow so sit on. Since DS was early he didn't have a suck reflex and had to be fed by a cup for two weeks. For a very long time I thought I would never do it again, but here I am, and I am hoping for a much easier time!