Tuesday, September 24, 2013
juli's birth story
Juli's birth was so memorable for me. It was unlike my other girls' births. Each birth story is so unique and special in its own way. With my first, my "birth plan" didn't involve pain medication whatsoever. Because my membranes had ruptured (my water broke), I had to be induced with pitocin (also not part of my "birth plan"). I hate being induced. I had had enough after 5 hours of regular, forceful contractions that I succumbed to an epidural. After that, I was all for epidurals. There should be commercials for epidurals as far as I am concerned.
With Juli, I had been in labor about a week and a half before she was born. I learned from my doctor that I was effacing and dilating. However, I read sometimes the cervix can start effacing from days to even weeks before the baby will be born. We weren't sure how soon I was to deliver. Because my dates were off, I had guesstimated a due date of September 14th though an early ultrasound estimated September 8th as the due date. My doctor went with the ultrasound's due date. His policy was to induce 1 week after the due date. I was scheduled to induce on September 15th (she was born the 14th) if I didn't go into labor on my own. I mentioned in another post that I hated the idea of having to be induced. The reason is that the contractions were more forceful and painful for me being induced. I was also hesitant to induce because I wasn't sure if the ultrasound's due date was accurate or not.
So that week, I was feeling pressured to go into labor on my own. I was happy to be effacing and dilating, and seeming to make progress without induction. That week we walked and walked as it has been suggested it may move labor along. I had been irregularly contracting (not too painfully) throughout the week, as well. Jesse had suggested us timing them and I kind of laughed thinking it wasn't necessary yet.
Saturday morning I woke up at 6 am to a contraction. It was slightly more painful than before and lasted longer than the others. I took Jesse's suggestion and started timing the contractions to realize that they were 3 minutes apart (typical instructions include going to the hospital when the contractions are 5 to 7 minutes apart). I decided to hustle and get the hospital bag ready with our last minute necessities still not sure whether it was true labor or not though. I called my sister Jasmine and her husband Oscar to babysit our girls as we had already preplanned. Jesse woke up and started hustling with me, as well. I showered, grabbed breakfast quickly, kissed my girls, told them that hopefully they would be meeting their sister soon, and rushed out of the house with Jesse.
We had to get to our hospital about 45 minutes away. We left at 7 am and the contractions, now an hour later, were 2 minutes apart and more painful. As we were getting to the hospital, the contractions started getting even more painful and were 1 to 1 1/2 minutes apart. We checked in, and were taken to triage where I was now in terrible pain. I told my nurse that I would be wanting an epidural fast. She told me she would have to check my cervix and have my blood tested first. I was pretty desperate for an epidural. My contractions were coming strong and fast. They were the most painful contractions I've ever felt. They moved me into a delivery soon soon after we arrived as I was progressing quickly.
As we got to the delivery room, I began to feel the need to push. I insisted that I needed to push. My nurse, who was only supposed to be working in triage that day, told me that I absolutely could not push- that if I did, I would require cervical surgery. I tried not to push. The feeling was overwhelming. I had the nurse repeatedly check my cervix to make sure it was okay to push. It was ready within minutes of getting to the delivery room. Once it was ready she told me I had to wait for the doctor. I told her to deliver the baby that she could do it. She was amused and said she could not. The doctor came in minutes later and our Juli was born. I arrived at the hospital at 8 am, and Juli was born 1 1/2 hours later. They didn't even finish admitting me until after I delivered.
Because I had always had an epidural before, I hadn't felt the sensations right before birth. The crazy, fast contractions, the overwhelming need to push, the primal need to help this little human out. It was a humbling, amazing experience. Though I can't say I was happy not to have received the epidural, I am thankful to experience 10 years later what I wanted to experience with my first, to know without a doubt that epidurals are the sure way to go. ;)
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