Since I wasn’t blogging when Camden was born, I was never able to share his birth story with anyone besides close friends and family. I decided today would be a perfect opportunity to do so with his birthday coming up tomorrow.
While I was pregnant, I never had any complications and the only concerning news I ever got was that my doctor was also pregnant and due the day before I was.
About two weeks before my due date, I talked with my doctor and we scheduled for me to be induced on January 12th, my due date. The plan was for me to come in the night before to start some meds and then begin pitocin in the morning.
Days before I was scheduled to go in, I began having braxton hicks contractions. Nothing ever got painful, but I was positive that I was going to go into labor at any time. That didn’t happen.
On January 11th, I checked into labor and delivery, donned my hospital gown and strapped on all the various monitors. At 9:00 p.m. the nurse checked me and I was dilated to a 1 and 70% thinned. She administered the medication to help soften my cervix and then we waited.
Four hours later, at 1:00 a.m., we were still wide awake…we were excited! The nurse checked me again and reported that I was still only dilated to a 1, but was 80% thinned. I was a little upset to hear I hadn’t made much progress. They administered another round of the cervix medication and asked if I wanted a shot to help me sleep and dull some of the pain. I accepted!
At this point, I was feeling contractions, but they didn’t hurt very bad. I remember thinking that the shot wasn’t making them feel any better, but it definitely put me to sleep.
Sometime in the night, I started waking up with contractions. Each time I woke up, I breathed through the contraction then fell back asleep. That shot really did the trick!
Around 6:15 or so, a technician came into my room and told me I needed to take a shower. I was feeling contractions at this time and I asked if I had to because I was really hurting. She told me it would help with the contractions, so me being the individual I am, I went to take a shower. She also said that my doctor was going to let me eat some toast before things got started and my breakfast would be there a little after 7:00.
Before getting in the shower, I decided to use the bathroom. I kept feeling like I had an urge to push, but knew that I still had a long way to go before I would be at that point. I can remember looking at Mat telling him it hurt really bad!
Eventually, I made my way into the shower where I held onto the handicap bars for dear life with every contraction. I also told Mat that if they checked me and told me I hadn’t progressed I was going to cry because I was hurting so bad.
Soon enough, I decided I had enough of the shower and it definitely wasn’t doing anything for my contractions. I made it no further than the toilet before another contraction hit. It was around this time that Mat started telling me he could get a nurse, but I didn’t want him to bother them. Finally, I gave in and asked him to get someone.
I think the nurses thought I was being a baby because they told him that I needed to get dressed and get back in bed before they could check me. They were changing shifts, so they needed to do that too. Shortly after I made it back into my bed, they offered me my toast and I said I couldn’t eat anything.
Finally, two nurses came in and prepared to check me. If you remember, at 1:00 a.m. I was at a 1…well, after the first one checked she asked the other one to and they announced that I was fully dilated and ready to have a baby! Suddenly it made sense why I had the urge to push in the bathroom, my body was ready to go! I wonder what they would have done if I had Camden in the hospital bathroom?!
The first nurse went to check me again and accidentally broke my water and then things started to get crazy. While many details of my labor and delivery may be fuzzy even today, I will never forget the feeling of determination I got at this point. I had to accept I was going to do it all on my own and feel everything and when I did, it all got easier in a way.
Mat asked if I could get my epidural, which I knew I couldn’t at this stage, but they politely told him it wasn’t happening and I was ready to have the baby. I never went to any birthing classes and had no idea how I was supposed to breath through contractions. I had been told I didn’t need to worry about it since I was getting an epidural no matter what!
Eventually, the nurse told me I needed to stop pushing or baby would be born without the doctor there and she wouldn’t be happy. My doctor did arrive and after a couple pushes, she performed an episiotomy and soon after, Camden was born at 8:00 a.m. on January 12, 2015! <–This was the exact time I was supposed to start on pitocin.
I know that I did not experience the type of labor most women do, especially with their first baby. I was thankful for the way it all worked out after the fact and still feel pretty tough with having done it all on my own! Even today, I will say I want an epidural with all future babies, but my dad says it probably won’t happen since the second baby usually comes faster than the first!