3rd Trimester

That's right beetches - my BIRTH STORY!

Dec 26th went to the doc and my BP was back up again - and I gained 2 lbs. Since I was about a week overdue my doc said "ok it is time to get this baby out". I was seriously bummed to find out I was going to be induced and that night nonetheless. Holy hell! So, with the direction of my doc I tried castor oil before going to the hospital - I remain seriously wary about castor oil and only did it because I KNEW I would be at the hopsital that night and that it would be ok. I think I took it around noon. By 3 I was having contractions that I was kind of ignoring - they didn't exactly hurt - not as much as when I would get punched down low. By 4 we were timing and they were 4-5 min regular intervals.

We ended up getting to the hospital at 7:45 - due to REALLY terrifying fog. My poor husband was trying so hard while I kept being like "get there NOW!!!". Finally got there and got checked - was 2 cm and begging for an epi. My doc seemed confused but I was falling apart. My doula wasn't there and wouldn't be until 9-10 and I just couldn't concerntrate to calm down to do natural methods. Finally my doula's backup came, thank god, and she was AMAZING - I think she used more hypnobirthing methods than bradley, actually, and with her seriously calm voice and coaching I was able to get in the zone. I found changing positions to be excrutiating so once I found a good spot I stayed there for quite some time.

Finally my husband got me into the shower - we were there for like, I kid not, 4-6 hours. It was the only place I could stand it. He would hose me down while I adjusted the temp - milder in between, and hotter during contractions. Good thing is the hospital has endless hot water - whew. My doula finally showed and gave up some nice aromatherapy and pressure points. 

I eventually moved out of the shower and onto a birthing ball on the bed - again the coaching from doula A was amazing, my husband was great, and doula B did some pressure points on my feet etc. Now, I'm not going to lie - this was in no way painless - I really worked hard to stay calm, relaxed, deep in my zone, and concentrated - when and if I did break and cry out it made the pain that much worse and very hard to get back to where I needed to be. I think I had my eyes closed for most of the process. 

Around 3am I started pushing - but if someone hadn't told me I wouldn't have known I was ready. It was both a relief and intense beyond belief. This was incredibly hard for me and I was getting truly exhausted - I felt like the worst pusher in the universe. I usually got where I needed to be by the 3rd push in the contraction and I only usually did 4 pushes per. That was hard. Again I was beginning to really feel like a failure - especially 3 hours later. Turns out a few things were happening - first my daughter never dropped so I had a lot of pushing to do in the first place to get her where she needed to be and second - well...

I was really breaking, I just knew something wasn't right. I started saying I needed help. My doula did nothing, my nurse did nothing. I didn't know it but my husband actually left and found our doctor - crying he begged for help. My doc came in and checked me then quickly rushed out of the room - he came back with another doctor who checked me. He told us that our baby girl was posterior and we had 2 choices - forceps or a c-sections. Everyone was for the forceps but I kept thinking no. I can't explain why but I was terrified of them - I kept thinking that my choice was damage to my baby or damage to me. Everyone left and I agreed to try forceps for 3 pushes - but when they all came back in I screamed "I want the c-section!"Again, I can't explain why I did that. I wasn't entirely in my right mind but I was entirely in my intuition - if that makes sense.

So I ended up in the OR getting a spinal mid contraction - holy hell. When they took her out they didn't say anything for what seemed like an eternity - I was terrified. But it turned out my baby girl was lodged in the pelvis, posterior, but her body was turned once again - so the forceps would not have worked. My choice, thank god, was right. 

13 hours of natural labor and a c-section later baby Audrey Marie was born at 5:58am, 9lbs 1ounce, 21.5 inches. 

I will say that natural labor was incredibly hard but I am VERY proud of what I did. And, since I did as much as I did naturally I had very little drug wise for the baby, and I will progress thorough all of labor until pushing just like a second child (if we go that way). Also, if we had known earlier she was posterior we would have understood why the pain was so intense for me - and why the doc and I were confused by my pain at 2 cm. Even though I got a c-sec I still consider my birth natural, with a small hiccup.

Recovery is going well - except the major hormone surge made my pupps rash spread to my whole body. I am trying to keep all meds to a low as much as possible - but not be a hero - and Audrey BFs like a CHAMP. She was on the breast 20 mins after I had her and has continued to thrive. 

So there you go ladies. Ok - off to my beautiful new family!

 

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