Mslynn2012's birth story

mslynn2012 · November 2014

I loved reading everyone's stories, so here's mine!

Audree Lynn's birth story!

TL;DR-
Unsuccessful VBAC. 11 hours unmediated labor + 7 hours medicated turns into stalled labor and RCS. 7 pounds 12 ounces 20" baby girl!

Long version-
Monday, November 17th, 39 weeks 1 day I felt no different than the day before. I had lost my MP over the weekend in chunks (for the 3rd time) and was no longer hanging any kind of discharge. Took DS to daycare and headed to my NST appointment.

10am: at the appointment the midwife started with my cervical check. She noted that there was NO change since the last appointment (Thursday) and I was still 2cm and 70%! Baby was still super high. She did my (3rd) membrane sweep. NST was completed within 20 minutes, baby looked great and I felt defeated. Went to my car, called my mom and cried.

Headed to Costco to grocery shop my sadness away.

Noon: got home, unloaded my groceries, and sat down to figure out what to eat (at this point I had only had a bagel and a tall iced coffee prior to my NST appointment). After sitting for a few minutes I began to feel contractions. They kept coming in waves so I thought I would time them. They were coming every 6-7 minutes and I could breathe (but not talk) through them. I texted and called my mom to. Let her know what was up (read: freak her out) and texted and emailed DH to let him know if this continued that he needed to cancel his bball practice and come home.

3:30: DH is done teaching, I call him as contractions are now 4-5 minutes apart and I realize I haven't felt baby move since my NST. He says he will call the head coach and be on his way home.

3:45: DH calls during his drive and asks if he should come home or go to practice. I lose my shit, and through the tears, tell him to come home.

4:15: DH pulls into the garage. I show him my full term app. He asks if this is the "real deal". I still don't think it is, as the contractions aren't "killing" me yet, but I haven't felt the baby move since my NST. That freaked him out and he called the on call nurse. He told her our situation. She said to head to L&D so they could check on the baby.

4:30: head out to rush hour traffic. Call daycare to let them know MIL will pick DS up (she already did, good luck, can't wait to meet your baby). I cry, now when we get sent home even the daycare lady will know I over reacted. And now (of course) the contractions spread out, and the baby kicks. I tell DH the dr is just going to send me home. I'm embarrassed. I just want to go home. He keeps driving.

5:00 check in to L&D. Leave stuff in car, I know we will be back and don't want to look dumb with overnight bags when they send us home.

5:30 get taken back. 20 minute NST shows inconsistent contractions. Good size, but far apart. Heartbeat is loud and strong, and great movement. I am still 2cm and 70%. Baby is still super high.

6:00 nurse leaves to get my discharge paperwork. I get dressed. I am so embarrassed. I amTHAT girl with false labor. I should have known, it's not like this is my first time doing this...

6:10 change of plans. Doc says my contractions are starting to show a pattern. They want me to walk the 3rd floor for an hour and then get rechecked.

6:15 begin our walk. The nurse said to stay on the 3rd floor. So I walk from the hospital, across the bridge, to the medical offices. I'm still on the 3rd floor, so I figure I'm bending/not breaking the rules. I just don't want to be around everyone while I look like a dork. I can still kinda talk through these contractions so I know I will be sent home if I don't make some progress. I just want to dilate more.

6:30 on my walk I see my OB. He was working L&D today. I'm glad he doesn't see me. I don't want him to know I came, got checked out and was sent home. We continue walking.

7:00 on my 4th lap I pee just a smidge on my pad. Am pretty embarrassed as I've had great bladder control this entire pregnancy. I quickly waddle into the restroom where I gush into the toilet. I stand up to wipe and see that it doesn't really look like pee. I holler for DH to come and look. As I wipe I get my bloody show and more fluid. DH agrees, my water just broke!

7:05 waddle back to L&D with my pants stuffed with paper towels. They check and yes, we are stating. I'm in active labor! Baby is on her way! I cry, I wasn't wrong; I'm not being sent home!

7:30 get into delivery room 3 and realize I'm starving! I've only had a bagel to eat all day. I eat my smuggled fruit snack while DH leaves to get himself dinner.

8:00 DH gets back from Daphne's with gyros. I'm starving and he eats it across the room. When nurse leaves he sneaks me bites. So yummy!

9:30 contractions are intense. I'm vocalizing through them. I really want to labor as long as I can without the epidural but this hurts! (And I've been labor ing all day since noon, I need some relief). I try half a dose of fentanyl. I'm high as a kite (room won't stop moving upwards). I still feel all the pain. Eff this crap. I want it out (have to wait for it to wear off). As soon as it wears off, the contractions are back 3-4 minutes apart. I'm checked - a 4 and 80%!

10:30 I want an epidural!!!!

11:30 epidural is placed

11:33 I'm a happy girl again. Time for pitocin. Contractions are great, but need to be 2-3 minutes apart and a bit stronger to move baby down (she is still super high)

Tuesday, 11/18
Midnight: pitocin is started. She is handling it well. I feel nothing. Time for some Zzzzz's.

1:30: baby's heartrate drops AFTER I have a pit contraction. Check me, I'm a 5 and 90%. Continue to closely monitor baby.

3:00 give me oxygen to help baby's heart. Monitor is placed behind baby to accurately measure contraction sizes. Monitor is placed on her head to accurately monitor her heartrate.

3:30 pitocin is shut off. Baby isn't tolerating it well. Cervical check shows no progress since 1:30.

4:00. Doc comes in. Recommends a csection. Baby isn't tolerating the pit. Without the pit I am not having enough contractions to progress. No progress will lead to an infection, and possible repeat emergent csection. I'm not ready to give up my VBAC. Ask to let me progress naturally for another hour and then recheck then. Vomit into the bowl DH has. 3 times.

5:00 doc checks me. 5cm and 90%. Still super high. Repeat csection it is. Text the grandmas. Cry. Get loved on by DH.

5:30 wheel me into the OR. Such a different setting. Joke with the nurses and anesthesiologist. No shakes. No vomit. No emergency.

6:13 hello loudest cry ever! Audree Lynn is born at 7 pounds, 12 ounces and 20 inches (2 ounces smaller than her big brother and same length). She scored a 9/9 on APGARS. DH doesn't immediately go to her as he is freaked out by the fact that the "suction" isn't working properly so the Drs are calling in help. Eventually he does go to see her and a few minutes later they fix the suction machine.

6:45 DH and Audree head to recovery. I get scar tissue removed, stitched up and hang out while cleaned up. Doc informs me that my pelvis is too small for a baby to pass through. Audree was trying, and was wedged in there, but no matter what I did, I never would have had her vaginally.

7:30 back to the labor room. Recovery is too full for us. DH is sitting doing skin to skin with our hungry daughter. She latches like a pro and snuggles for days!

I'm bummed I didn't get my VBAC, but isure as hell tried. We now know it's csections from here on out, and we have a beautiful, healthy daughter, so really, what else could I ask for?