So, my water broke Wednesday night around 630, we were going for a walk and at the end of my block, and viola, it broke. I thought it was too easy, so I was scared it was just pee, so when my neighbors asked if my water broke already, I just told them I had to go to the bathroom before the walk started. But, there was no mistaking it! And, to top i t off, there was meconium in it, yup, my kid pooped in me.
So I head to the hospital, all normal stuff, get checked in at 8, 2 cm 60% effaced, pain level at 2-3. nothing bad. then they started to get worse and worse and by 11, I was begging for an epidural. I puked the pain was so bad (and I had a good size dinner too not thinking tonight was the night, sick city!)
So, I get the epi at 12 and thank God! there were 12 labor rooms at the hospital and 15 women, so I was early and first on the list. If I had to wait for the epi, I'd have really hurt someone. Plus, women were literally laboring in the hallways... I wouldn't have been a happy camper!
We got some rest and the contractions weren't really all that strong. The Dr came in and looked at the monitor and thought we'd have to do a pitocin drip, but the nurse checked me out and I was 7 cm, 100% at around 330. flash foward to 530, 10cm ready to push... oh my god, this is happening was all I could think!
So, 3 hours of pushing and babys head went from -3 to a +1. Then the worst happened.
The cord came out before the baby, a cord prolapse. It was like a scene from a movie. The nurse called for the Dr and he came over and asked for the time, then about 10 people ran into the room, unplugged me off all monitors and the nurse was on the table with me with her whole hand in there holding in the cord and the babies head. The Dr told me the cord had come out and I need a c-section, I freaked, the Dr yelled at me to calm down or it could hurt the baby, so I tried. My husband couldn't go with me because, I found out when I got in there, that they had to knock me out cold, they couldn't wait for the anaestesiologist. I think it was 2 minutes later and our baby was born. The nurse came out and told Bryan that he had a screaming baby and I was OK. he asked what we had and she didn't know, so she had to actually go back in and check.
I woke up about 1.5 hours later in extreme pain and cursing and yelling because I couldn't understand why I was in pain, why wake me up if the medicine wasn't workinng yet to make me not be in pain?! stupid I thought. still do.
So then, Bryan asked if I wanted to know what we had, and he told me we had a little girl. I just kept saying, we have a daughter? oh my god, we have a daughter. I met Lily about an hour later and haven't stopped looking at her. It's a love like I never thought I could feel, and I know it's cliche, but it's true! It's amazing!!!
All the Drs and nurses kept saying how they've never seen anything like my case since I was pushing for 3 hours and then this happens. i think that's why I got a suite...a room to myself and a sitting room with a TV and couches... its for employees of the hospital, so every time I got a new nurse, they asked if I worked there, I told them no, it was really booked and I think they felt bad for me.... Then when they realized who I was, I was a legend of sorts, they just kept saying how extrememly lucky we were that we are both OK and that it's a high rate of mortality etc. everytime I think of it, I cry...
SO, that's my birth story. it's the scariest thing I've ever been through with the biggest reward!
good luck to the rest of you and your LO's!!
Re: Lily's Birth Story - inc. Cord Prolapse
What a great story. I'm so happy you're both ok. I had the worst case scenario birth for my son. Went in to induce and tried everything to get him to come and needed a c-section. Drugs rock by the way. When Connor was born at 37.5 weeks gestation weighing 8lb 8oz he wasn't breathing right. He had surfactant deficiency and had to be in the NICU for 3 weeks. It's a horrible feeling to wake up and not have your baby there and wait, no baby, have nurses come in, no baby, go to visit him and he's hooked up to monitors and had been medically paralyzed so his lungs could heal.
My son is 8 now and just started 2nd grade yesterday. I'm so thankful for the nurses and doctors I had but I am really hoping this next delivery goes better. I already know this one is a c-section and I will be balling my eyes out when I hear her cry. My first question to my husband will be "Are her lungs ok?" Anything after that I can take, just give me a daughter that has great lungs.
I'm really happy for you and your family.