Last night I ate dinner around 8:30 pm. Esme had hiccups right after, but I hadn't felt her move much before that day. I had been cramping about 3 days- mild/ nontimeable period like cramping and my MW said to let her know if I noticed a decrease in movement. Around 1 am (after doing all the tricks in the book to get her to move) I called the MW. She said to relax, drink a ton of ice water, and call her in another hour if nothing changed. Nothing changed, headed to L&D for NST. She was absolutely fine. Two accelerations in 7 minutes- we were sent home. I was a little pouty and confused and on the ride home because my uterine activity was flat. No contractions to speak of. Yet, about 10 minutes into the ride I thought I felt a super mild contraction, but I figured, hey FTM- IDK what a contraction is. Got home around 4, asleep at 4:30am.
6am-ish. Wake up with "the riah". Or so I think. It hurts, poo is coming out, but hmmm a little weird it goes off and on. 7 am I wake up DH- I think I'm in labor. He is a little skeptical. My contractions are 3-5 minutes apart. He says its probably just the riah. He rubs my back and after about a half hour he's like okay, it might be labor, but probably false. No way they'd be this close so soon. I call my mom (she lives 7 hrs away) tell her I think I am in labor, IDK, were going to wait a half hour to call the MW (I was embarrassed from the night before- over reacting). My mom says noooo call her now. Call the MW she says take a shower, relax, come into the office for a check. I took a shower, it worked miracles, tried to do some chores to distract me, but I old DH- okay we need to go now. We get to the office, I am 5 cm dialated- off to the hospital. L&D nurse sets me up, monitors baby for a half hour, checks me, says I am 6.5, but she can stretch it to 8. I am then able to get into the tub- AMAZING is all I can say. It worked miracles. Then the MW comes in (she had another delivery). It was difficult to check me so I got out of the tub (the tub was seriously so great I didn't mind at that point). She checks me- I am 9.5. This is around 11:15am or so (I think). I wait until the nurse comes back for the MW to break my water. Bad news- meconium in the poo. No more tub for me. Next came a hellish 2 hours or so of pushing. The position that ended up working best was me knealing, the bed in a "sitting position" my hands/arms over the back. I am screaaaaaming. I dropped a few "f" bombs. I kept repeating, "I can't do this I can't do this". I asked for an epi twice, but they asked, "are you sure?" and I thought about it and said "no". I cannot emphasize how much I screamed, I had back labor bad, and she was not coming down! My heart rate got so high and I was kind of thrashing, so they took the belt fetal monitor off and put a little antenna type dealy on the top her head while she was inside of me...after 2 hours or so of pushing, Esme Julia C was born at 2:15pm. 8lb 3.5oz, 20" long.
When she came out there was so much relief- I couldn't believe it! I didn't get to see her for about 10 min though. I was scared/sore to turn around from my position, plus all the bloody stuff freaked me out. AND the NICU team was working on her to make sure her lungs were meconium free (they were!) She is beautiful and I can't get over how a little over 12 hours ago I thought I was having the worst riah of my life, but I got the best gift ever. We are both doing great. I can't sleep- I am so tired, but can't sleep and am ravenously hungry. She is sleeping a lot, so sweet and makes the cutest faces.
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Re: Esme's birth story and a PSIP (if I remember at the end!)
Congrats! shes beautiful!
This story makes me even more grateful that all the rooms at my hospital have tubs
"What did my fingers do before they held you? What did my heart do with it's love?"
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Congrats! SHe is sooo pretty, and you look so happy!
BFP #2 6/16/12 EDD 2/25/13 MC @ 10w