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I was feeling regular contractions around 5am on Tuesday the 15th, so I woke up DH and we went to the hospital - we got there around 6am. The doctor took a look at me, and said I was 3.5 cm dilated, so we were given a temporary bed. At around 10:30 am, we went to the hospital cafeteria for some toast. We returned to the temporary bed, and I labored in there until 1pm. At that point, the doctor wanted us to go do some walking to speed things along, so we left the hospital and went to Babies R Us to do some shopping. When we got back to the hospital, we got checked in to our own private L&D room. I was still only 3.5 cm dilated, so the nurses started me on pitocin. The dilating progressed, as did the pain. I finally gave in to having some morphine. All I had eaten was the toast from earlier, and I had been drinking water. The morphine didn't sit well with me, and I got sick all over everything. I was so dry, and wanted ice chips and water, but everytime I tried to put anything down, it came back up again. At 10:55 pm, I couldn't take it anymore, and I asked for the epidural. Finally, I was 10 cm dilated and it was time to push. I was wrapped around some sort of pushing bar like a pretzel, and pushing as hard as I could. The nurses said that I was pushing good, and things should start moving along. I pushed for 3 hours, only to be told that the baby hadn't moved a bit. The doctors came in at that point to discuss my options with me. They told me that they could try and turn the baby with forceps, but that if they did that I would tear, and there was a risk to the baby. The alternative was a c-section. We didn't want to take any sort of risk to the baby, so DH and I opted for the c-section.
They wheeled me in to the OR, but made DH wait outside. The next thing I knew, I was strapped to the bed with a strap across my chest and each arm. I have never had surgery before, and I was very scared and started to cry. The surgeon said "It's ok, you made the right decision." I told him that I was scared. They let DH in, and started the surgery. They told me that all I would feel was pressure, but I ended up being able to feel as they pulled my muscles apart. Then it felt as though someone was sitting on my chest. I asked "Is somebody sitting on me?!!" That apparently made the doctors laugh, but that's seriously what it felt like. I heard the baby crying right away. They brought her around to show us that she was a girl. I was soooo surprised! I started to cry (happy tears), and that's the last thing I remember before passing out.
It's not exactly the way that I wanted to bring our first baby in to the world, but anything is worth the beautiful baby daughter we have and I would do it all again in a heartbeat!
__________________ TTC #1: 5/20/05: 5/27/05: 5/28/05: miscarriage 08/27/05: 08/30/05: miscarriage 01/15/05: misdiagnosed with PCOS 08/29/06: first appt at fertility clinic (was already pregnant with dd and didn't know it) 08/31/06: 05/16/07: DD was born
TTC #2: 11/13/09: let's try again! 03/10/10: tests with new OB - everything totally normal for DH and I, no indication of pcos; officially diagnosed with "Unexplained Infertility" 04/21/10 - 10/13/10: 7 unsuccessful rounds of clomid with OB 11/13/10 - 14/23/11: 3 unsuccessful IUI's with clomid at fertility clinic 07/27/11: ER for IVF - retrieved 27; 17 were mature enough to fertilize; all 17 fertilized; 11 made it to day 3 embryos; 6 made it to day 6 blasts. Transferred 1, froze 5. 08/08/11: positive hpt! 08/13/11 - 08/20/11: positive blood test (186), but cramping and bleeding. 2 days later, blood at 275; 2 days later, blood at 21. Inevitable miscarriage. 10/13/11: start suprefact for first FET
What a sweet (but scary!) story! How big was Peyton when she was born?
My delivery was sort of similar to yours in that I pushed for 3 hours too and the baby barely moved. With me, I had to choose between a c-section or trying a vacuum delivery. We went with the vacuum and she was out in 3 pushes. They are so worth all the pain and struggle though, aren't they?