I thought it might be fun to post funny/interesting labor stories about you or people you know. The board has been a little slow!
With DD1, my water broke while i was walking through the mall by myself! Thankfully my contractions didn't start so i drove myself home.
The craziest thing I've heard is my friend who went into labor with twins at home and delivered them herself sitting on the toilet!
Re: Funny/Interesting Labor stories.
At the hospital I delivered at I gave them a list of three people who could come and go out of the birthing center without calling my room to check and see if it was ok first. My mom and DH were the only ones on that list. Everyone else had to check in at the security desk and the officer would call my room and tell me who was there and ask if he could let them through.
While I'm being checked, legs in stirrups, the works, my FIL decides he doesn't need to knock so he opens my door and pokes his head around the curtain and was like "Hey where's DH?" He had literally just gotten to the hospital and no one called my room to let me know I had visitors. My nurse threw a blanket over me and said "sir you need to go, NOW!"
She bitched him out about knocking on doors, especially in the birthing center and then went and bitched out the security guard at the desk. I was too shocked to say anything. I don't think he saw anything because of the way my bed was facing but I was mortified.
About an hour later I got the epidural and FIL was just sitting on the couch in my room talking to DH like I wasn't there in labor or anything. I closed my eyes and pretended to go to sleep and he kept calling my name trying to tell me something and DH said I think she's asleep dad, let's go get something to eat.
Im a repeat c section this time but I told DH he's not allowed to even call FIL until LO is at least 3 hours old. I won't go through that shit again.
My story is that DS was pretty small (6lb 6oz) at birth so delivery was pretty easy. I delivered at a teaching hospital so when I started pushing the people in the room were DH, the L&D nurse and a resident. The resident was counting to 10 as I pushed. I almost always felt tapped out by the time she got to 8. The chief resident walked in at one point and was like "why are you counting so slowly????"
Then the baby started crowning so they broke down the table to get me into delivery position and I had to stop pushing. The chief resident came in, sat down at the bottom of my bed and I told her I really felt like I needed to push again. I just couldn't hold him in anymore. She literally held up DS and said "no need!". And then my OB walked in the room and said "why do I hear a baby crying?" Yeah, my OB who had been checking on me throughout labor totally missed my delivery.
My poor mother was in labor with me for 72 hours.
All through the pregnancy my dad had been making snarky comments about how he hoped I didn't have red hair. (It's on both sides of the family, but neither of my parents do.) When I was FINALLY born.. I have red hair. He said "Oh, it has red hair. I guess we'll have to shove it back in." First thing he said when I was born.. They hadn't even announced "It's a girl!" yet.
My mother bounced a book off his head. The doctors were concerned about her killing him.
When my SIL had her baby, DH and I were both there with his parents the entire time. Yes, I know that sounds unusual but the entire family was in the delivery room with her for her whole (36-hour) labor up until she started pushing. DH had been complaining the whole time we were at the hospital that he was a little "backed up" and didn't have a lot of success using the bathroom. Finally, when my SIL was ready to start pushing, DH decided he finally could too! He figured the labor took so long that she couldn't possibly have the baby that quickly once she started pushing. Well, wouldn't you know, 5 minutes later FIL and I get the call that the baby has been born and DH is in the bathroom. Not that we were able to go back into the room right away anyway, but the timing was just so ridiculous. Now of course because I'm pregnant that's the ongoing family joke, that DH will be in the bathroom while I'm delivering the baby.
Well he wasn't having that. When they stepped away to break down the table to decided to come out on his own. My mom had her hand on his head to keep him from falling out.
She likes to brag that she got to touch him first.