Rose’s Birth Story: Part 1

Sooooo, Rose is over 4 years old. ¬†I guess it’s finally time to write down her birth story. ūüėČ ¬†Oh my goodness. ¬†My little baby is 4 years old. ¬†How was it not just last week that I first held her wet gloopy little body in my arms?

On Rose’s due date I hadn’t felt anything that seemed like contractions. ¬†Three days before, I had my latest OB appointment the doc had stated that there wasn’t any indication that anything was going to happen any time soon. ¬†Those doors were closed up tight! ¬†By this time, it was late July and I was large, hot, achy, and more then ready to have the damn baby already.

The day before, having no idea what I was in for.

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Our wedding anniversary was 2 days after my due date and we knew the later it got, the less likely we would have a chance to do any celebrating. ¬†On the actual due date we headed out for dinner and a movie. ¬†Funnily enough, we saw “Ice Age:Dawn of the Dinosaurs” where the mammoth has a baby. ¬†(Maybe it triggered something subliminally?) By the time we left, I was feeling light contractions which I attributed to braxton hicks. ¬†In the morning, however, the contractions had increased in frequency and were 5-6 minutes apart and starting to get uncomfortable. ¬†Being as it was my first baby, I had no idea what I should be feeling so we headed into the hospital to see what was up.

Alas, I was only 1 cm and barely 90% effaced.  We walked around for a while but no progression so off we went back home.  They gave me something to let me rest but all it did was slow the contractions a bit so they woke me up every 10 minutes instead of 5.

That evening the contractions were every 4-5 minutes and after one floored me around 7pm we headed back into the hospital because I MUST be further along.  Nope.  Still at 1 cm.  Seriously?!!!!!  Practice labor my ass.

Back home for me, living through the contractions.  At 3am they were 3-4 minutes apart and bad.  Back to the hospital we went.  Still 1 cm.  Two hours of walking the hospital hallway, 1 cm.  Arg!!!  They were so bad that it took me a whole hour just to walk the circle once.  Home again we go.

I spent the day rocking in the glider, trying to zone out as much as possible.  I fell asleep between each contraction only to be woken up 3 minutes later for the next one.  So bad.  So so bad.

Here is where being a non first time mom would have been helpful. ¬†See, I had no idea what level of pain I should be feeling. ¬†All I knew was I was it hurt like a bitch and the contractions were coming every 3-4 minutes and lasting for a minute. ¬†That was what they said to come in at and each time I wasn’t dialating. ¬†We live 30 minutes from the hospital so I was worried we would get stuck somewhere when it was too late.

I spent a lot of time in the shower, letting the water wash over my back until I ran out of hot water. ¬†Little did I know that the reason that helped so much was that I was having back labor. ¬†I really wish I knew enough to ask the nurse to check Rose’s position when we were there.

Then, at 5 pm, the second day of “practice labor”, the contractions changed. ¬†Oh boy did they change. ¬†So THIS what what progression meant. ¬†Back in we went and this time I was at 3 cm. ¬†I could get admitted!! ¬†Wohoo! ¬†Epidural here we come!

I was checked in by 9 pm and at 10:10 pm the lovely man came to give me sweet sweet relief. (Note that I know the exact time that happened)

To be continued……

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